<?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-8099911134557596432</id><updated>2012-02-26T14:07:57.529+08:00</updated><category term='future'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='hobbies'/><category term='raining'/><category term='18'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='3 more days'/><category term='news'/><category term='photography'/><category term='tired'/><category term='cupcake'/><category term='culture'/><category term='6 more days'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='song'/><category term='2 more days'/><category term='first'/><category term='LK'/><category term='yesterday'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='AHC'/><category term='cheering'/><category term='test'/><category term='travel'/><category term='memories'/><category term='blah'/><category term='4 more days'/><category term='food'/><category term='5 more days'/><category term='family'/><category term='classes'/><category term='about me'/><category term='busy'/><category term='sick'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='7 more days'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='17'/><category term='learning'/><category term='tomorrow'/><category term='i wish'/><category term='rant'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='accounting'/><category term='money'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>anaray's road on 18th street</title><subtitle type='html'>"A birthday is just the first day of another 365-day journey around the sun.  Enjoy the trip."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6037839164955595126</id><published>2012-02-19T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T18:02:09.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>February 13, 2012</title><content type='html'>Supposedly, I was gonna stay at my friend's condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelihub.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Things-to-Skip-while-Packing2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.travelihub.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Things-to-Skip-while-Packing2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Packing... cancelled.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;disclaimer: i do not own the photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm still a tad unstable and I need all my energy for Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I've got no date but I am happy to say that today is the last day of quizzes, which means in three days' time. It's exam time. This is what makes the La Salle terms a hassle. Though the school has the reputation of passing all the graduates through the board exam, getting to graduate with a degree on accountancy is one of the hardest part. Still willing to take the challenges though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on writing my posts, but I never get around to taking a picture for it. I guess, that's why they're late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Peace. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;no... i am not excited to see the turnout of my grades.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6037839164955595126?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6037839164955595126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-13-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6037839164955595126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6037839164955595126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-13-2012.html' title='February 13, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-20239329569518446</id><published>2012-02-12T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T22:08:38.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>Last FIVE Days RECAP. (February 8-12, 2012)</title><content type='html'>For the past five days, I've been feeling incredibly sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a lot of things have happened even though I was sick. I still came into class and took the quizzes that I'm not even sure if my mind had comprehended what was on the paper. Needless to say, those were not my &lt;b&gt;top&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a recap of the last five days. Of course, with their pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY 8, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/430313_360988593911936_100000023958647_1451970_1013756524_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/430313_360988593911936_100000023958647_1451970_1013756524_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: JPIA GA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our class in cost accounting, we (me, Jeth, Arvie, Lea and Winnona) headed back to Winnona's house via LRT. I am not accustomed to riding trains so I was really surprised to see it very cramped. Even though we were in the ladies' cart, I was still very mindful of my surroundings. We had lunch of Dinuguan and rice, and dessert of ripe mangoes and watermelon. Also, the reconstruction of the puzzle letter was completed and Winnona finally was able to read the message after two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we rode back via train back to LaSalle to attend the Junior Philippine Institute of Accountants (JPIA) General Assembly. I must say that we had a really fun time. Most of the Block One (ID110) was there. Some even participated in the JPIA Artists's Guild (JAG). We tried to win the Human Bingo, The Boat is Sinking (which was unfair because they chose the people who were wearing shorts, last I checked that's &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;how you play the game), then the last game of Pera o Bayong. The last game was mostly played by Block One, glad to be part of that class. And I was the last contestant standing. In the end, I won ONE THOUSAND PESOS bu the grand prize was three thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is beginning to be a long day, because at nighttime was my mother's birthday celebration. It was celebrated at the restaurant nearby called, Sis at the Seaside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY 9, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DG_oslsJCE8/TzdL1tr3pXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/5kpPiHhhwyc/s1600/DSC08115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DG_oslsJCE8/TzdL1tr3pXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/5kpPiHhhwyc/s320/DSC08115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: God give me strength...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began not feeling well yesterday but it got awfully worse today. We had a quiz and a report due. I could be barely speak without my voice cracking. My exam that day was surely gonna be one of my lowest since I was not able to finish the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY 10, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TThiUADZ96Q/TzdMZkiTTwI/AAAAAAAAA30/a7HsYm5waYc/s1600/DSC08112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TThiUADZ96Q/TzdMZkiTTwI/AAAAAAAAA30/a7HsYm5waYc/s320/DSC08112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Photo of the Day: A Cup of Tea, anyone?~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting better today. I was able to take my quiz a lot better than the day before but still not very confident. I began tearing up due to exhaustion when lunchtime came. But, I'd like to sneak in a thank you to Lea for the free lunch, an advanced happy birthday celebration. Three cups of tea in the morning, and three cups of tea at night. A lesson I learned from Mulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY 11, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5xh7haEU8tI/TzdNxG8tJMI/AAAAAAAAA38/og7cT4i6Io4/s1600/DSC08114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5xh7haEU8tI/TzdNxG8tJMI/AAAAAAAAA38/og7cT4i6Io4/s320/DSC08114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Photo of the Day: Early Morning Review~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling good. I woke up at 4am to get ready for class since it was yet another quiz day. Yes, I am aware that it is a Saturday. This quiz was much easier for me and I was able to finish it. Today is Lea's real birthday so when she entered the classroom our whole class containing twenty one students, burst into song. Then, asked for our professor for plus points, just as a joke though. Before going home, Lea treated us again with Starbucks. When I came back home, I felt awfully tired and my parents with my brother left for QC. I was told to sleep and I did right after I ate lunch. I slept from 1pm 'til 8pm. I woke to a large serving of Serenitea and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY 12, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soulmannalive.com/welcome/images/banners/09.manila%20950x200%2072dpi%20web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="67" src="http://www.soulmannalive.com/welcome/images/banners/09.manila%20950x200%2072dpi%20web.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Wong Fu... In Manila~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good now. And, studying &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again for the umpteenth time&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;because I did none yesterday. I just learned that Wong Fu will be coming to Manila. I must see them... but I might be so busy due to my majors this term. But, when will they ever visit again? Ahhh, decisions... decisions. Wong Fu For Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I said I was never going to do this again. But, I just don't have the time to give each day a post of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sniffling,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a week of sickness during the modular's hell week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-20239329569518446?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/20239329569518446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/last-five-days-recap-february-8-12-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/20239329569518446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/20239329569518446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/last-five-days-recap-february-8-12-2012.html' title='Last FIVE Days RECAP. (February 8-12, 2012)'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DG_oslsJCE8/TzdL1tr3pXI/AAAAAAAAA3s/5kpPiHhhwyc/s72-c/DSC08115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6661764885695802870</id><published>2012-02-08T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T23:58:12.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>February 7, 2012</title><content type='html'>Nooooo, I do NOT understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, my week's been so full. And, now is the only time that I even &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the time to recreate my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRRiOvCXbiA/TzKYfQNC5DI/AAAAAAAAA3k/2QcWOPxQNYs/s1600/DSC08111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRRiOvCXbiA/TzKYfQNC5DI/AAAAAAAAA3k/2QcWOPxQNYs/s320/DSC08111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Hectic Schedule~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry but I'm literally fully booked. I wish to be more free but comprehensive exams are coming in less than a week so I have to be totally prepared. For, I need to pull up my grades for the very last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&amp;nbsp;Please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's (February 8) my mother's birthday. And, then after that I might as well not have a life. Because, I &amp;nbsp;do not wish to be a very boring post. I will be updating on the February 8 post tomorrow. I promise that it is a hell of a lot more... interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life for me,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;because, time just seems to be not enough...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6661764885695802870?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6661764885695802870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-7-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6661764885695802870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6661764885695802870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-7-2012.html' title='February 7, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRRiOvCXbiA/TzKYfQNC5DI/AAAAAAAAA3k/2QcWOPxQNYs/s72-c/DSC08111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7685355514189709558</id><published>2012-02-08T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T23:40:47.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>February 6, 2012</title><content type='html'>I just want to say that this day has been so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CFvU0OyC-4c/TnazQtUvViI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kMZbB_em46A/s1600/where_are_you__by_jajoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CFvU0OyC-4c/TnazQtUvViI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kMZbB_em46A/s320/where_are_you__by_jajoo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Where are you?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i do not own this image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I always seat in the back row and Jeth's usually somewhere near me. But, today she was absent due to food poisoning. She always did have a sensitive stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so sad about missing a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first off, we lost the privilege of going to her condo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have no one to laugh with when a professor makes a pronunciation mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, monopoly deal just isn't the same without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, don't get sick 'cause a friend will surely miss your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are what you eat,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what the hell, did she eat???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7685355514189709558?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7685355514189709558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-6-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7685355514189709558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7685355514189709558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-6-2012.html' title='February 6, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CFvU0OyC-4c/TnazQtUvViI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kMZbB_em46A/s72-c/where_are_you__by_jajoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1744185075673873686</id><published>2012-02-06T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:02:47.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>February 5, 2012</title><content type='html'>I got my wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EawbkR3urIE/Ty_YxE6JThI/AAAAAAAAA28/aGzd1UwhwL8/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EawbkR3urIE/Ty_YxE6JThI/AAAAAAAAA28/aGzd1UwhwL8/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Fishy, I'm here!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We've had this planned since last year, the question was when we could actually go there. And we went today! Where is there exactly? It's at the Manila Ocean Park and I consider it like a more convenient Marine Park/ Oceanarium to go because it's right in Manila and the prices are very reasonable. Plus, the place really is amazing, even though it was hit by the storm last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiUlwO9WYpM/Ty_ZNCC6oFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/pM9OyZdzud8/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiUlwO9WYpM/Ty_ZNCC6oFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/pM9OyZdzud8/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fish looks sad. But, he kept on following our camera so we assumed he wanted his picture taken. So, here is one of the &lt;b&gt;biggest&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;fish I've ever seen considering it isn't a shark. I'm not exactly a big fan of fishes but they still amaze me. There were three shows that we&amp;nbsp;would've&amp;nbsp;gone to but we came in late so we only had the laser and water fountain show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVMtVd5sYX4/Ty_ZtEzyJZI/AAAAAAAAA3M/z4bKsL-KtC0/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVMtVd5sYX4/Ty_ZtEzyJZI/AAAAAAAAA3M/z4bKsL-KtC0/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUcZx_N-V3Y/Ty_aJLLRxII/AAAAAAAAA3U/SYTi8JrHSWM/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUcZx_N-V3Y/Ty_aJLLRxII/AAAAAAAAA3U/SYTi8JrHSWM/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The show was long so it really was worth the wait. I had laughed my butt off watching these three stars named: Shooting Starfish, Rising Starfish and Falling Starfish. Gosh, and there was this lobster and chef, then the lovey-dovey lionfishes. Just go watch it at the Manila Ocean Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-th-toeT4Vxk/Ty_ajD3mXhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/zXz6kd5sAGs/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-th-toeT4Vxk/Ty_ajD3mXhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/zXz6kd5sAGs/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, sea horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3z7RdVibac/Ty6Yz21Cc6I/AAAAAAAAA20/EPHdZVjglp4/s1600/DSC08091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3z7RdVibac/Ty6Yz21Cc6I/AAAAAAAAA20/EPHdZVjglp4/s320/DSC08091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep swimmin', just keep swimmin',&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1744185075673873686?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1744185075673873686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-5-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1744185075673873686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1744185075673873686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-5-2012.html' title='February 5, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EawbkR3urIE/Ty_YxE6JThI/AAAAAAAAA28/aGzd1UwhwL8/s72-c/DSC_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-363758528063567069</id><published>2012-02-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:54:22.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>February 4, 2012</title><content type='html'>I usually do not do homeworks on Saturdays but... I have to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFyITquYQBU/Ty6WgfCCcTI/AAAAAAAAA2U/tEiOVPNvL-0/s1600/DSC08098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFyITquYQBU/Ty6WgfCCcTI/AAAAAAAAA2U/tEiOVPNvL-0/s320/DSC08098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: "And, I'm like... WTF?!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9gtuyzsLS_U/Ty6Wm90gLNI/AAAAAAAAA2c/6nT1iH7vA_k/s1600/DSC08101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9gtuyzsLS_U/Ty6Wm90gLNI/AAAAAAAAA2c/6nT1iH7vA_k/s320/DSC08101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;then, how the hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPlMmg-1xCk/Ty6WtsqS3HI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Yo2_oAtRLvk/s1600/DSC08106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPlMmg-1xCk/Ty6WtsqS3HI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Yo2_oAtRLvk/s320/DSC08106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;later, screw it just smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTGdqm8AY-g/Ty6W1GwaELI/AAAAAAAAA2s/14T3pbs61RY/s1600/DSC08107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTGdqm8AY-g/Ty6W1GwaELI/AAAAAAAAA2s/14T3pbs61RY/s320/DSC08107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;remember, a smile takes away the stress and lifts up your spirit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I skipped out on my guitar class, which was sad because I really wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX HOURS... of understanding one subject. It is so sad. I feel like I don't even have a life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of this house!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to go out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-363758528063567069?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/363758528063567069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-4-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/363758528063567069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/363758528063567069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-4-2012.html' title='February 4, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFyITquYQBU/Ty6WgfCCcTI/AAAAAAAAA2U/tEiOVPNvL-0/s72-c/DSC08098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5590282052746181543</id><published>2012-02-05T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T00:05:43.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>February 3, 2012</title><content type='html'>Because life could never be complete without a little bit of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJhrnleOw1o/Tyv2O9mLu0I/AAAAAAAAA18/ZpTAocjl00Y/s1600/DSC08086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJhrnleOw1o/Tyv2O9mLu0I/AAAAAAAAA18/ZpTAocjl00Y/s320/DSC08086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZQVG9lereU/Tyv2WM76h4I/AAAAAAAAA2E/iewM0lHl59Q/s1600/DSC08088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZQVG9lereU/Tyv2WM76h4I/AAAAAAAAA2E/iewM0lHl59Q/s320/DSC08088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Capucine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be able to live life without creating atleast one doodle a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2mh323-Ng/Tyv2egRg-SI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0RQHcGBuYSI/s1600/DSC08082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2mh323-Ng/Tyv2egRg-SI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0RQHcGBuYSI/s320/DSC08082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, I'm getting a tad bit obsessed with these nail stickers. I now have a different pair every other week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I want to catch up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up on a lot of Zzzs,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life... such a colorful thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5590282052746181543?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5590282052746181543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-3-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5590282052746181543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5590282052746181543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-3-2012.html' title='February 3, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJhrnleOw1o/Tyv2O9mLu0I/AAAAAAAAA18/ZpTAocjl00Y/s72-c/DSC08086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-777285290040267269</id><published>2012-02-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:53:54.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>February 2, 2012</title><content type='html'>Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9_7PgwZvT0/Tyvy2Y9ogeI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6CmaWiTaX8Y/s1600/DSC08079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9_7PgwZvT0/Tyvy2Y9ogeI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6CmaWiTaX8Y/s320/DSC08079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Quack up Your Day!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second of February has been so stressful with two quizzes. Though the first one, I bet would be a total fail. I have good feeling about the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so hard about being able to keep up this blog isn't about the time or the lack of topics, 'cause there are tons of things to talk about that are available for blogging. The thing with being tired is that I could never be so productive right after, my brain just goes to sleep and only wakes up when it comes around midnight. Basically, for the whole night, I had tried and tried how to solve for three unknowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ9lb7SI53k/Tyv0LG9Te3I/AAAAAAAAA10/hu5fddudyyc/s1600/DSC08072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ9lb7SI53k/Tyv0LG9Te3I/AAAAAAAAA10/hu5fddudyyc/s320/DSC08072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems of a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am a nerd. I'm not smart like most of my friends but I do manage... somehow. The "nerd" part is because I could never let go of a "problem" or "exercise" until I get it right. It's what lead to my two-page solution for one question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I remembered that there was a shortcut in my calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... just take the easy road.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;scientific calculators, legal cheat sheet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-777285290040267269?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/777285290040267269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-2-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/777285290040267269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/777285290040267269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-2-2012.html' title='February 2, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G9_7PgwZvT0/Tyvy2Y9ogeI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6CmaWiTaX8Y/s72-c/DSC08079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2046098588627673495</id><published>2012-02-01T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:11:28.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>February 1, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of the month of the hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you've got thirteen days left if you wanna have a Valentine this year. I... am not planning to have one. Girls like me, who are a bit immature about these things, are gonna stay single. Unless, we start to grow up. I hope to grow up and be "mature" enough for that kind of &lt;i&gt;relationship&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbrnpGvPdog/Tyk5LcdKKCI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S0yfHPLITjM/s1600/DSC08065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbrnpGvPdog/Tyk5LcdKKCI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S0yfHPLITjM/s320/DSC08065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Tree Art, inspired by Japanese styles~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, today I've finished draft of the cover of my MODFIN2 notebook. It isn't as flashy as my MODFIN1 but I thought that it still looks pretty cool. I'm planning on using actual black paint for extra effect, but I'm afraid that too much water might not be suitable for the cardboard paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYB-zIxTt6g/Tyk5SP9NPeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TGJROnf7Wyk/s1600/DSC08066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYB-zIxTt6g/Tyk5SP9NPeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TGJROnf7Wyk/s320/DSC08066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;one problem = five paragraphs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my insanity to be lazy, I now have an even bigger pile that is &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apparently&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;due tomorrow. God, I can be so clueless. I even spent my afternoon playing this game called, Stray Souls: Dollhouse Story. Fair warning: I am terrified of dolls that look like people, hence, Chucky or Chuckie the cursed doll is the most horrifying movie in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd mode for the thousandth time,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh look, there are five ways to depreciate a building... greaaaat. not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2046098588627673495?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2046098588627673495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-1-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2046098588627673495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2046098588627673495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-1-2012.html' title='February 1, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbrnpGvPdog/Tyk5LcdKKCI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S0yfHPLITjM/s72-c/DSC08065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5005495541797481235</id><published>2012-02-01T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:48:47.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 31, 2012</title><content type='html'>I'm posting every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgDhocpzWCs/Tykrw4dHg_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ixAdivDDWS4/s1600/fictionpress+all+along.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgDhocpzWCs/Tykrw4dHg_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ixAdivDDWS4/s320/fictionpress+all+along.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: A Cliche Story~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no worries. I'm still going to separate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with me and discovering FictionPress is that I never seem to be able to put it down. I'm so obsessed to read the stories made by authors, usually around ages of 16s to 22s. There really are some that are worth the read, you just gotta be patient in looking out for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of being productive, I just read until chapter 10 of this story, entitled All Along by KNE. Here's the link to the first chapter if you're interested, &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1698821/1/All_Along"&gt;All Along, Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;. Then, I went to sleep. 'Cause sadly, our trip back home was worth two hours of moving at a snail's pace. And, we were already at the South plus a few errands that had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all of you are still having a awesome year. So, how's your first month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine's been crappy because I'm being such a nerd and still I fail a couple of exams. I am never happy about failing but it's one of the few bumps on the way to success. And, you know what? I don't care if this bumpy ride is as long as the Andes Mountains, which is considered as the longest mountain range. I am determined... persistent... and all the other words synonymous to that, to get to graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;really though? no plans for the social life?... monopoly deal, not counted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5005495541797481235?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5005495541797481235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/january-31-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5005495541797481235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5005495541797481235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/02/january-31-2012.html' title='January 31, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgDhocpzWCs/Tykrw4dHg_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ixAdivDDWS4/s72-c/fictionpress+all+along.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-570509382916650763</id><published>2012-01-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:40:22.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>January 30, 2012</title><content type='html'>Apparently, something else is to be celebrated during Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403873_169102849860941_165437796894113_243205_413342527_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403873_169102849860941_165437796894113_243205_413342527_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Leap 2K12~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year in LaSalle, friends would ask each other, "Anong leap mo?", "What's your leap?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is this thing the LaSallians call... "LEAP"? The LEAP (aka LaSallian Enrichment Alternative Program) is almost like a "free" day but you have to take a class on something other than what is taught in class. Some choices are Foreign Languages Class, Sports like Rock Climbing, Cultural like Dance and Movies, and other fun stuff like that. Last year, I got the class that I wanted which was the Spanish class entitled, Olah! 101. I learned a lot but not a lot stuck by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only word that really stuck was &lt;i&gt;mierda&lt;/i&gt;, look it up on Google Translate. It might be the most important and useful Spanish word you'll ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I am fortunate to have been able to enroll in Ice Skating, I think. I haven't seen my profile in our university site. But, nevertheless, I am ecstatic because it's been a while since I've skated. Plus, I get to spend it with my friends that I rarely see, though it is my fault for having such a busy schedule. Thank you Jethro for your speedy iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/163303426_9b5c175f63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/163303426_9b5c175f63.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion: I will not be a forever alone on Valentine's day.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally planned to do something like baking desserts or learning a new language. But, ice skating's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got the worst exam results of my entire life. I really just want to burn it. But, I also got my (so far) highest grade in our majors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got that pile of homework staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma be like the wind and, whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;please please please let the never ending mountain of homework go AWAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;disclaimer: images do not belong to me. i've been shitty with the pictures and it's my fault. sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-570509382916650763?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/570509382916650763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-30-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/570509382916650763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/570509382916650763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-30-2012.html' title='January 30, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/163303426_9b5c175f63_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1725101881920973882</id><published>2012-01-30T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:22:09.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 29, 2012</title><content type='html'>Valentine's is a coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/003/619/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/003/619/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Forever Alone~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a 9gag fan. Thank you friends for taking my soul and giving it to 9gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a blogger, I have no idea what to do on that day. I am typically feeling like I should just be a bum and be "forever alone"-ish or something. The life of the singles is actually really fun except on that faithful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is my homework day. Unless, you wanna hear how there is a pile of homework beside my bed. I think I should just be leaving you all off with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think singles should do for Valentine's day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelots,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's how i usually sign my handwritten letters.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1725101881920973882?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1725101881920973882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-29-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1725101881920973882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1725101881920973882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-29-2012.html' title='January 29, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3190477222595398528</id><published>2012-01-29T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T17:08:41.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>January 28, 2012</title><content type='html'>John and Yoko was something I did not expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ph.openrice.com/UserPhoto/photo/0/4F/000VETEAB6F9F1700FE21Bm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://ph.openrice.com/UserPhoto/photo/0/4F/000VETEAB6F9F1700FE21Bm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Pizza?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me, my weekends have been getting duller and duller. Besides having my guitar lessons, I do nothing but study. What a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if it's the way for me to get to the end of the term, and pass. I'm hoping all the time I've sacrificed will be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a quick review on John and Yoko's. It was certainly something different. I didn't know what they meant by "cosmopolitan Japanese" and that's why I was surprised to see pizza and paella on our table. I have no love for paella... of any kind. I have tried to love it but with so many things happening in one plate, I just get so confused. That's why I love simple foods like sushi and pasta. It took awhile for me to actually love pizza. Food was great though, try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super east meets west. Or, all around the world Japanese. Can't explain it right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;need a life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone order me a life to live.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3190477222595398528?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3190477222595398528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-28-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3190477222595398528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3190477222595398528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-28-2012.html' title='January 28, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7906293052364315631</id><published>2012-01-28T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:03:41.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>January 27, 2012</title><content type='html'>Chillin' out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgdN1mOhbA/TyNzN3M5tgI/AAAAAAAAA08/g_Jmisvd8Gk/s1600/DSC08063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgdN1mOhbA/TyNzN3M5tgI/AAAAAAAAA08/g_Jmisvd8Gk/s320/DSC08063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Results are out, not so happy with this one~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out with a very happy note because for once there wasn't a scheduled quiz. It rarely happens. Then, I got the results from my last quiz. I really do suck at solving problems, on the other hand, it's what I love to do. The challenge to actually do better with the problem solving is what makes me more determined to pass with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagecache6.allposters.com/LRG/26/2679/7JZUD00Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://imagecache6.allposters.com/LRG/26/2679/7JZUD00Z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking with an electric stove just might help me learn how to cook. I can now add pancakes to what I can cook. I am closer to my dream of actually being able to make my own compete breakfast. Because of the nonexistent fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I was not able to post on the day itself was because I was reading this story online. And gosh, it was such a rollercoaster of emotions and, I love it. It's not yet finished but it's worth the read. If you wanna give it a try, the title is More Than Anyone, written by templeton21 on Fictionpress. Here's the link:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2652669/1/More_Than_Anyone"&gt;More Than Anyone, Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep calm and read.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes, you just gotta chill out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7906293052364315631?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7906293052364315631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-27-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7906293052364315631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7906293052364315631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-27-2012.html' title='January 27, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgdN1mOhbA/TyNzN3M5tgI/AAAAAAAAA08/g_Jmisvd8Gk/s72-c/DSC08063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8302151760145321297</id><published>2012-01-26T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:38:48.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>January 26, 2012</title><content type='html'>I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iW0_gwMcLI/TyFj9M3KKfI/AAAAAAAAA0s/neZxWGpoN8g/s1600/DSC08057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iW0_gwMcLI/TyFj9M3KKfI/AAAAAAAAA0s/neZxWGpoN8g/s320/DSC08057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Getting Better~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4Hl5Aj4juw/TyFkmGl2YoI/AAAAAAAAA00/dd4E96Qbzxc/s1600/DSC08058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4Hl5Aj4juw/TyFkmGl2YoI/AAAAAAAAA00/dd4E96Qbzxc/s320/DSC08058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A little bit of art on the notes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today just went by me because the lessons are still tolerable. Yet, I feel like I really need to get back to full strength so I can tackle all the lessons head on. Sad thing is, I have to report tomorrow and I just knew this afternoon. Then, I have other homework lists that are due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our professor did warn us about the report, so I'm busting my butt preparing myself. I never like having spontaneous reporting but sometimes I just have to wing it. However, I wanna do my best and not show how bad I'm truly feeling right now. And, bring myself to the point where no one can tell that I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, all I want to do curl myself into a ball, with my fluffy blanket and equally fluffy pillow. And, have my it's-so-fluffy-I'm-gonna-die stuff dog, Strauwinsky. But no, I'm still sacrificing a little bit more time for accounting. Truth is, I love my course no matter how much I whine about it. I guess it's my way of talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank everyone who's been with me earlier today. I kinda forgot that I was sick and it brought out a positive outcome. My temperature's not going back up to the 38's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better, hope it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tangled. narnia. labour pains. how exactly was i supposed to study with these movies on television?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8302151760145321297?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8302151760145321297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-26-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8302151760145321297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8302151760145321297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-26-2012.html' title='January 26, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iW0_gwMcLI/TyFj9M3KKfI/AAAAAAAAA0s/neZxWGpoN8g/s72-c/DSC08057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1711066982644315661</id><published>2012-01-26T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:21:02.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>January 25, 2012</title><content type='html'>Yes, another late post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrAH0CzE3s0/TyFgo0Z1x2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/LjS0rITllt8/s1600/DSC08055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrAH0CzE3s0/TyFgo0Z1x2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/LjS0rITllt8/s320/DSC08055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: "Best" Notebook in the Making~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nonstop studying is finally taking a toll on my health. I am sick. Ever since yesterday, I've been feeling a bit more sore, especially during the nighttime. I'm guessing it's from being extremely tired of studying, stressing out on quizzes, and of course, trying to keep up with the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwWOBMDUZoI/TyFgwDjR8xI/AAAAAAAAA0k/wwjkoErahoE/s1600/DSC08056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwWOBMDUZoI/TyFgwDjR8xI/AAAAAAAAA0k/wwjkoErahoE/s320/DSC08056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;According to my mother, this should help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;cure my sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I couldn't afford to be absent. I had a quiz and, to say it frankly, I might fail that quiz because my mind wasn't feeling anywhere near a hundred percent. So, I might as well do so much better the next time around. However, my other quiz result came out and I'm one of the top passers. I wanted to celebrate so much and buy myself a cake, yet I knew that my immune system might not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was late, and I was beginning to get really cranky, I had to just finish my homework and attend the next day. Because, I cannot afford to miss one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;things i do for the love of accounting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1711066982644315661?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1711066982644315661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-25-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1711066982644315661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1711066982644315661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-25-2012.html' title='January 25, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrAH0CzE3s0/TyFgo0Z1x2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/LjS0rITllt8/s72-c/DSC08055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-9145079518941586029</id><published>2012-01-24T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:45:43.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 24, 2012</title><content type='html'>I'm running out of things to talk about lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hi! Where should I start? Hmmm, this is hard. I should ask for people to give me topics to talk about next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://face4life.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/wash-face.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://face4life.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/wash-face.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Photo of the Day: Seriously, a beauty post?~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this topic on Yahoo! Philippines, and obviously there's already an article about it. I'll just give out opinions or advice, whether I've done it or not, and all that stuff. Basically, this is another beauty post. Here's the article I'm talking about... &lt;a href="http://ph.she.yahoo.com/blogs/teen-life/beauty-myths-busted-025548914.html"&gt;"Beauty Myths, Busted"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menstrual Blood... On your Face.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;EW! I never did this no matter what my mother and grandmother said when I had my period for the first time. It really is gross and gosh, I can't even imagine myself doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cure?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;To get clearer skin, I believe one should choose their own cleanser &lt;i&gt;(in my case I use oatmeal or Dove, never Ponds because I'm horribly allergic)&lt;/i&gt;, exfoliate, and drink lots of water. We should all know that drinking water keeps us moisturized. Exfoliating helps to remove dead skin cells so that the healthy skin cells would come out. I exfoliate once every two weeks or when the event calls for it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1024x768/2011/Food_Cakes_and_Sweet_Chocolate_and_nuts_027042_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1024x768/2011/Food_Cakes_and_Sweet_Chocolate_and_nuts_027042_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolates = Acne.&lt;/b&gt; Not always. It depends really on how your body reacts to certain foods. I get a lot of pimples eating nuts, because I abuse the nuts by eating more than a handful every time it's available. Not a good idea everyone. But, I do eat chocolate a lot of times before and it doesn't necessarily equal to pimples. Some are just a tad bit more sensitive when it comes to chocolate. As to nuts, the same applies that it's all up to your diet. It's very safe to say that chestnuts do not cause me much acne. Cashew nuts have a very little affect on me. And, peanuts, including peanut butter, give me the most problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conclusion.&lt;/b&gt; Know what types of food go best with your body. Your face's condition, whether it takes on rashes or acne, will let you know what you ate wrong. If it's your favorite food, try eating less of it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/kid/talk/qa/headers_76255/KH_toothpaste_pimple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115" src="http://kidshealth.org/kid/talk/qa/headers_76255/KH_toothpaste_pimple.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toothpastes Kill Pimples. &lt;/b&gt;It does the job of drying it up but it's the best remedy for it. I'd rather go on with my day with a pimple than trying to kill it with a dab of toothpaste. Because, toothpastes have a very bad history when it comes to me. Toothpastes have chemicals that are ready to prevent cavities and clean out your mouth. Now, if that &amp;nbsp;pea-sized thing can somehow kill 99.9% of germs, I have a feeling that it'll kill your skin cells too, especially those with sensitive skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cure?&lt;/b&gt; Use a cream or gel that's especially for pimples. Don't try experimenting with lipsticks, toothpastes and do not poke it. Go to a dermatologist if it gets worse. They know what they're doing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/19000000/Rapunzel-brushing-her-hair-rapunzel-of-disney-princesses-19026468-900-777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/19000000/Rapunzel-brushing-her-hair-rapunzel-of-disney-princesses-19026468-900-777.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brush you Hair... A Hundred Times.&lt;/b&gt; I've read a lot of articles disproving this thought. I am too lazy to actually count to one hundred while brushing my hair. At most, I go for fifty but not always. The reason is because the more you brush, your hair will get totally abused. It's like when you try to take away a stain, you end up ruining your clothes instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conclusion.&lt;/b&gt; Brush your hair 'til it shines. No more, no less.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pores Shrinkage.&lt;/b&gt; I am totally worried about this because, though I love my dad, he doesn't exactly have the best skin. That's why I really freak out when it comes to my face. The size of your pores are claimed genetically so you're not at fault... your parents are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cure?&lt;/b&gt; Use cleansers and toners. Toners help your pores to "close" when you've done some exfoliation or pimple removal. And, lay off of whatever could cause you acne.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well, these are usually Pinay myths. I've heard all of these in my own lifetime. One that I know of is, using calamansi or lemon to remove dandruff (tried that, it stings and not a very good remedy). With the pollution in Manila, I suggest you be very careful when you commute. Pollution is [like] the habitat for bad skin. So, keep a daily regimen for a healthy skin, some people need more products, and some need less, every person reacts to a product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay pretty everyone.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's just a few weeks 'til valentine's!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-9145079518941586029?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/9145079518941586029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-24-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/9145079518941586029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/9145079518941586029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-24-2012.html' title='January 24, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8070954109703071311</id><published>2012-01-24T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:15:03.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 23, 2012</title><content type='html'>The truth is I restarted blogging because of many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRHPhzSLXk/TuOV12O0TjI/AAAAAAAABFU/1haaK97xqTg/s1600/on-hiatus1jpg.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRHPhzSLXk/TuOV12O0TjI/AAAAAAAABFU/1haaK97xqTg/s320/on-hiatus1jpg.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: On Hiatus~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger kids these days may not even remember seeing one of these unless the cable's out. I doubt they've experienced "lost signal" on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first reason was because I wanted to &lt;b&gt;"document" my 18 year old self&lt;/b&gt;. I'll be honest is saying that the blog is certainly has a bit of a sugarcoating because I believe that I wouldn't want to read myself cursing or swearing every other word. I have a slight tendency to speak like that but ever since I've been blogging, it toned down a lot. Now, I go "oh my gosh" and people look at me like I'm crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I felt that every time I surf the Internet to read posts on whatever.&lt;b&gt; I feel like smiling&lt;/b&gt; 'cause hey that happened to me too, or (the opposite) that I want that to happen to me too. &lt;b&gt;Blogs are more real stories&lt;/b&gt; to me because they are written by real people. Including the wrong grammars and misspelled words, which I'm sure I've done a lot. Like I said before, I'm really good at writing in English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I wanted a blog so that I never have to keep anything &lt;b&gt;suppressed or repressed&lt;/b&gt;, whichever the term is. I just wanted to be somehow "free". People can comment here and say a lot of bad things and they have the freedom to do that. I also have the freedom to delete such comments. But, that's not the point. It's with this blog I can post my drawings, try out other forms of art, maybe rant a little bit too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought about writing this because a lot of my friends have lost their interest to blog. On hiatus, and some of them write a post by the season (Christmas, Back to School, End of the Term, and during their birthdays). Not that something's wrong with that. I just hope that they post more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's not much about my day. It's just what I've discovered today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was studying,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sorry, for the late post.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8070954109703071311?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8070954109703071311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-23-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8070954109703071311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8070954109703071311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-23-2012.html' title='January 23, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRHPhzSLXk/TuOV12O0TjI/AAAAAAAABFU/1haaK97xqTg/s72-c/on-hiatus1jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4127352124826404481</id><published>2012-01-23T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:19:13.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 22, 2012</title><content type='html'>Is it really so bad to celebrate the Chinese New Year at McDonald's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4oivSS35Wc/TxzEHFMjJoI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KRxlLOvGICc/s1600/DSC08051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4oivSS35Wc/TxzEHFMjJoI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KRxlLOvGICc/s320/DSC08051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Kung Hei Fat Choi!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides it being a homework-free Sunday for me, everything went as usual. I'm beginning to think that I'm settling again to being a home buddy. Sometimes, I really like being boring because I don't have to put on much effort to tell stories. Listening to other people is good enough for me. There are times I admit that I may be hyper and crazy, especially when I've just finished with something stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to buy one of those Starbucks music. Here's an outtake, can you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6f97a981665f5773" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6f97a981665f5773%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333047130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2495B305C94E798721A14085CB36403ABAD412B7.2494512BFD47EFE2F0B459A605F35414C90AA0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6f97a981665f5773%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D29O62sKvStYXyC5YKQzsm03eXZ8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6f97a981665f5773%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333047130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2495B305C94E798721A14085CB36403ABAD412B7.2494512BFD47EFE2F0B459A605F35414C90AA0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6f97a981665f5773%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D29O62sKvStYXyC5YKQzsm03eXZ8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;straight from the coffee house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's obviously not for everyone since Cham and Luis keep bothering me about how boring it is. I happen to like coffee shop music; they are much more relaxing and not distracting. Video upload took longer that I thought it'd take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least this time I fell asleep at 1am but still I woke up at around 6am. My insomnia has been cured, hoorah!&amp;nbsp;I wonder if I'll be lucky this Year of the Water Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs to prepare for whatever this new day,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's hard to make a video out of a lot of pictures.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4127352124826404481?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4127352124826404481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-22-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4127352124826404481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4127352124826404481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-22-2012.html' title='January 22, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4oivSS35Wc/TxzEHFMjJoI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KRxlLOvGICc/s72-c/DSC08051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4620465881589915239</id><published>2012-01-22T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:55:43.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 21, 2012</title><content type='html'>What's the opposite of insomnia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFlQGc9cjdQ/Txtr9uoW88I/AAAAAAAAA0M/4aTYZbi2jzM/s1600/life+schedule.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFlQGc9cjdQ/Txtr9uoW88I/AAAAAAAAA0M/4aTYZbi2jzM/s320/life+schedule.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: My "Interesting" Life Schedule~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be falling asleep earlier than I usually do when compared to my weekdays. Falling asleep at 8pm and 10pm are not what I usually do because... I perform better at nighttime. No matter how much I change the wording it seems to have a double meaning. By perform, I mean study and write papers, stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess having a long weekend gives me the opportunity to be able to catch up on sleep. I've been able to acquire all ten hours of sleep for the past two nights. Meaning I wake up a bit earlier but I like it. But, it also means I fall asleep before I could even write up my post. Because, this is usually scheduled at 10-11pm. We were actually required to make a schedule of our lives for one of our subjects to help monitor what the hell we're doing with our lives. Just out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm posting my "life" schedule which involves a lot of studying. That is because I study while I watch TV, listen to music, and it also includes studying the guitar. Basically, I just want to keep my life busy or I might attempt to eat a whole pack of Smint... again. I do not recommend anyone else to do this because too much of Smint gives a laxative effect. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it interesting,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but don't forget to sleep!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4620465881589915239?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4620465881589915239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-21-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4620465881589915239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4620465881589915239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-21-2012.html' title='January 21, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFlQGc9cjdQ/Txtr9uoW88I/AAAAAAAAA0M/4aTYZbi2jzM/s72-c/life+schedule.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1363912962419843741</id><published>2012-01-21T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:58:21.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 20, 2012</title><content type='html'>Just let me sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUD6ltYRUvQ/TxoNdvWiV1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/Kan7KYy4Rjw/s1600/sleep.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUD6ltYRUvQ/TxoNdvWiV1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/Kan7KYy4Rjw/s1600/sleep.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Sleepy in Class~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time that I woke up (at 4am) 'til the the time I fell asleep (at 8pm), I felt very sleepy during classes because of the toll of having classes for the whole week. I didn't even get to do anything when I got home. I ate my milk bun from Tous les Jours, opened my Facebook for a little while then I fell asleep at an early 8pm. I didn't even get to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm posting at a later date. I actually woke up at 4am getting used to my daily routine. Hello long weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the Big Bang Theory,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleep. sleep. sleep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1363912962419843741?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1363912962419843741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-20-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1363912962419843741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1363912962419843741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-20-2012.html' title='January 20, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUD6ltYRUvQ/TxoNdvWiV1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/Kan7KYy4Rjw/s72-c/sleep.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8812418026989928205</id><published>2012-01-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:46:45.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>January 19, 2012</title><content type='html'>Hiya friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62mLbOEG1_U/Txgr6tO_0kI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MBfQayXVxwg/s1600/Vendor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62mLbOEG1_U/Txgr6tO_0kI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MBfQayXVxwg/s320/Vendor.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Automated Vendo Man?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet our robot vendor for our cost accounting class. It wasn't supposed to be cute because it was actually not my design. It's just that I can't copy anything that has its own style. Like, I can't copy other toons and stuff like that but I have my own... errr... perspective or I add in my own style. So there, it turns out to be not the badass robot it should've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on to today. Today, I finally cooked my very first dish. Bacon. Crispy crispy bacon. I love bacon and now I know how to cook it. I think the only reason why I had the guts to actually pull it off was because Jeth's condo has the electric stove and not the one that has flames coming out of the sides. I know, for a fact, that there is absolutely no need for oil to be able to cook bacon. But, I did not foresee that there would be so much oil jumping out and around the pan. It got harder to flip the strips. I made five pieces and Jeth took the cooking away from me to speed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also told me to cook the rice. Okay, so the rice cooker is more complicated than I thought it'd be. Really, I didn't know what the hell I was doing there because I never in my life "cooked" rice. Well yea, she never knew I was that stupid with the rice cooker. But, I managed to get it done after more time than it should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all who were eating in Jeth's condo at lunchtime, I'm not sure how good the stuff was (I thought it was good considering I didn't burn it) but I hoped you all liked it. Because, it really was my first time. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i did my homework twice because i forgot i was already done with it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8812418026989928205?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8812418026989928205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-19-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8812418026989928205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8812418026989928205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-19-2012.html' title='January 19, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62mLbOEG1_U/Txgr6tO_0kI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MBfQayXVxwg/s72-c/Vendor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2708160683051575472</id><published>2012-01-18T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T19:41:33.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>January 18, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's chowtime at the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWjRHl3Y0CE/TxatksBAFmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/OtMu8C4x9WE/s1600/DSC08043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWjRHl3Y0CE/TxatksBAFmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/OtMu8C4x9WE/s320/DSC08043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: My New Addiction~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of food so I want to share a quick update on what I've been munching on. Okay, earlier this day I brought to school a can of honey roasted cashew nuts. The brand that I love is Tong Garden which I've featured in this blog a few times. My friends loved it too, even my professor since he's a big fan of nuts. Knowing his personality, this actually made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVRNUCIf7fs/TxatrY50mTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eV7vEZ8bzGc/s1600/DSC08044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVRNUCIf7fs/TxatrY50mTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eV7vEZ8bzGc/s320/DSC08044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Cinnamon Twist~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't been to this place called Tous les Jours (which according to Google Translate means "All Days"). It's this bakery that I recently found in SM Southmall (there may be branches out there I don't know of) since, I've been missing out on mall times because, I no longer commute to and from school. Apparently, it's a Korean brand, which shocked me 'cause I never thought it'd be from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FR4fy3xQf0/TxatxqnKihI/AAAAAAAAAz0/S4FIKtvw6HY/s1600/DSC08045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_FR4fy3xQf0/TxatxqnKihI/AAAAAAAAAz0/S4FIKtvw6HY/s320/DSC08045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Sesame Seed and Black Rice with Cream Cheese and Red Bean Bun~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love red beans so I just had to buy the Red Bean Bun. Then, I also got something normal (Cinnamon Twist) and something weird (Sesame Seed and Black Rice with Cream Cheese Bun). The prices range from Php 20 to Php 60 for buns and croissants. Basically, I'm not entirely sure how the two buns taste but the Cinnamon Twist was chewy, sweet but not overly so, and an absolute delight. How I wish I knew how to make bread or pastries like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lisy6yfHZa1qahfek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lisy6yfHZa1qahfek.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisostomo is a Filipino restaurant that I have always wanted to try. And, I finally got to try it today. I thank my judgment for going home to have lunch with my mom. We had the Anastacio (Crispy Hito) and the Lengua (Ox Tongue) with mushrooms served in a sizzling plate, and paired them off with none other than plain rice. For some reason, I did not feel bloated when we ate but I do know I ate most of the Lengua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbBZ44USxEc/TUuYB9vIuNI/AAAAAAAAACs/ettF-FXzH_s/s1600/Wee+Nam+Kee+%25286%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbBZ44USxEc/TUuYB9vIuNI/AAAAAAAAACs/ettF-FXzH_s/s320/Wee+Nam+Kee+%25286%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcements for restaurant openings in Alabang Town Center, in case you guys don't know. BonChon located in the New Wing is open, along with Crisostomo and Wee Nam Kee. John and Yoko located also in the New Wing is soon to open because I saw the store just fixing up on finishing decorations. PF Chang's located on Lifestyle Street will officially open &lt;b&gt;TOMORROW AT 5PM.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reservations can be made only for parties of 8 and more. So if you guys wanna eat there, come early or be patient. Well, that's all that I have right now so I wish to keep in touch with these amazing restaurants. I am still awaiting for the coming of Johnny Rockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4_Hcmb_uR8/Ttc1ZmyzauI/AAAAAAAADFw/-pwpZvtJSCA/s1600/DSC_1085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4_Hcmb_uR8/Ttc1ZmyzauI/AAAAAAAADFw/-pwpZvtJSCA/s320/DSC_1085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting hungry just because I mentioned food,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it didn't turn out to be a "quick" update.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2708160683051575472?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2708160683051575472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-18-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2708160683051575472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2708160683051575472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-18-2012.html' title='January 18, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWjRHl3Y0CE/TxatksBAFmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/OtMu8C4x9WE/s72-c/DSC08043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2282578643507861320</id><published>2012-01-17T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:22:04.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>January 17, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's the second blogpost submitted today to make up for my loss yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEKlGj1vE9Y/TxV1UjeJvDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/rtV3-tRweYY/s1600/DSC08040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEKlGj1vE9Y/TxV1UjeJvDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/rtV3-tRweYY/s320/DSC08040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Yan Yan, a treat.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When doing something as stressful as pulling an almost all nighter. I think it's just right to give yourself a pat on the back for actually pulling through and being able to make it the most of what it was. So here's Yan Yan. I love these biscuits that you dip in chocolate ever since I was a kid. And, I feel less stressed actually being able to eat it once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a good day I must say. I have not been called to answer a hard recitation. I scored a decent enough amount on my first quiz. And, I was able to answer my third quiz today. But, this is all thanks to the lovely ladies who help me study. There are times they read my blog so special mention to my study buddies Arvie, Jeth, Lea, and Winnona. Thank you so much for keeping me focused. Also, thank you for not telling me to shut up when we started to sing songs from Katy Perry to Adele and to Disney Princesses' songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm declaring today as the day I have to finish up everything else without having to get too worked up. As I said, I'm gonna take it easy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a face mask,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's a good day, not the best but good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2282578643507861320?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2282578643507861320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-17-2012.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2282578643507861320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2282578643507861320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-17-2012.html' title='January 17, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PEKlGj1vE9Y/TxV1UjeJvDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/rtV3-tRweYY/s72-c/DSC08040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-491808954499189784</id><published>2012-01-17T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:10:57.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>January 16, 2012</title><content type='html'>'Tis a very late post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbf8lsJLZs4/TxVy7YvpVCI/AAAAAAAAAzU/BB4v9uSpncs/s1600/DSC08039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbf8lsJLZs4/TxVy7YvpVCI/AAAAAAAAAzU/BB4v9uSpncs/s320/DSC08039.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Tired Eyes and Skin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had three hours worth of cost accounting and no, it's not fun. It's like putting your brain in a blender or have it stir fried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was busy harvesting my dark circles for a quiz tomorrow (which I can say is today, but I'm posting this as yesterday... does it even make sense?). See, cost accounting should be easier than the others since it's simply computing how much an item (say a shirt or an iPhone) would cost to make. For example, I sell calamansi juice and I'll need calamansi, water, sugar and ice costing Php5 a piece, Php25 a&amp;nbsp;gallon, Php50 a pack, and Php 10 a pack. Obviously, it should be easy 'cause I'll just add all of them. But apparently, it's not that easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've been slaving away trying to finish everything by giving each an hour's worth of study time. But still, 12am came and it turned to 1am then &amp;nbsp;finally 2am 'til I fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Officially an insomniac,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AnaRay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;is there a treatment to instantly remove eye bags/ dark circles?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-491808954499189784?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/491808954499189784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-16-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/491808954499189784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/491808954499189784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-16-2012.html' title='January 16, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbf8lsJLZs4/TxVy7YvpVCI/AAAAAAAAAzU/BB4v9uSpncs/s72-c/DSC08039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4909106204843793811</id><published>2012-01-15T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:52:09.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 15, 2011</title><content type='html'>Because I don't want to tell you guys how the homework never seems to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377866_353730514637401_100000013662490_1534083_457559468_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377866_353730514637401_100000013662490_1534083_457559468_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Number One~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number one song that was played on my birthday, according to Facebook. I looked it up and the song is very memorable from Lilo and Stitch and Elvis Presley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So music might as well be my topic for today. I love love classical music, call me boring or old school but I like hearing the emotion coming from the instruments. The reason why I prefer the classical music is because I have very sensitive hearing so the songs I listen to usually are the soothing, relaxing kinds. Quick Lesson: Classical music isn't restricted to that of Tchaikovsky, Bach, Vivaldi and Mozart (though I must admit I have their music). There's the Contemporary classical music too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep it short, I like instrumentals. And, I need to keep it short because I have homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushing up,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this is what i get for putting it off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4909106204843793811?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4909106204843793811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-15-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4909106204843793811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4909106204843793811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-15-2011.html' title='January 15, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6149813401793087596</id><published>2012-01-15T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:05:30.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>January 14, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's Madeleine! It's Madeleine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rWVg2fZecE/TxGmTBd26kI/AAAAAAAAAy8/H8BNaTdG5uA/s1600/cafe+france+madeleine.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rWVg2fZecE/TxGmTBd26kI/AAAAAAAAAy8/H8BNaTdG5uA/s320/cafe+france+madeleine.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Photo of the Day: Madeleines: Check!~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom found the madeleines so I can cross out one of my New Year's Resolutions.&amp;nbsp;That actually happened at last part of the day so I'll rewind from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical medical exams are not my most favorite things to attend to. I have always been very&amp;nbsp;conscious&amp;nbsp;of my health as I've gone over a few times on my blog. The BMI is one of the most important things for me and the recent one I got shows that I'm too near the obesity mark and I have to cut down. My scoliosis is something I used to hate talking about because of negative memories but I had a physical therapist who gave me hope. I might talk about my scoliosis when I get my x-ray back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxywuVajliU/TxGmUUH-SrI/AAAAAAAAAzE/c2D85cbe790/s1600/lakambini+diagnostic+center.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxywuVajliU/TxGmUUH-SrI/AAAAAAAAAzE/c2D85cbe790/s320/lakambini+diagnostic+center.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~The X-ray Truck~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of x-rays, I had to take mine three times earlier today because the first two were a fail. First was my fault, I forgot to remove my bra. Second, nothing came out of the film, totally blank. Our guy friends ask a lot about how we take the medical exams so here are their FAQs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;During x-rays, do you take off your clothes?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, we have to due to the bra's metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When they search for possibilities of breast cancer, do you take off your clothes?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, because they feel for sign. And yes, it feels awfully awkward. ESPECIALLY, if you get the doctor that looks. -___-" All our doctors are females so it's a bit less strange for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the second half of my day, Alabang Town Center. You are my one and only love... when it comes to shopping malls. Sadly, there is no Forever 21 but it will be opening a few new restaurants. I'm excited for PF Chang's, Johnny Rockets and of course, John and Yoko. I had returned to my guitar lessons, thankfully, I did not suck as bad as I thought I'd be. Then, groceries... hoping to make healthy choices with these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS3wlG4MSgM/TxGmfn9zYDI/AAAAAAAAAzM/66glDJzjGcg/s1600/silk+chocolate+drink+tekki+shomen+tong+garden+cashew.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS3wlG4MSgM/TxGmfn9zYDI/AAAAAAAAAzM/66glDJzjGcg/s320/silk+chocolate+drink+tekki+shomen+tong+garden+cashew.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Possible healthy choices~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that pairing off Chamomile Tea and the Black Velvet Cake from Mary Grace is still my happy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloated... again.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;how's your new year's resolutions holding up?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i saw someone i really liked when i was in highschool today. gyaaah, blush.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6149813401793087596?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6149813401793087596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-14-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6149813401793087596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6149813401793087596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-14-2012.html' title='January 14, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rWVg2fZecE/TxGmTBd26kI/AAAAAAAAAy8/H8BNaTdG5uA/s72-c/cafe+france+madeleine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-9116762711835529694</id><published>2012-01-14T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T02:03:16.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 13, 2012</title><content type='html'>Look look! I picked up a paintbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W382YLIBksU/TxBwtc-G9TI/AAAAAAAAAy0/2s1L2mkCIQ4/s1600/simple+skyline+painting.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W382YLIBksU/TxBwtc-G9TI/AAAAAAAAAy0/2s1L2mkCIQ4/s320/simple+skyline+painting.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Painting Simply~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exactly plan on actually making one because of all the requirements I need to finish. But, I thought it'd be nice to take a break from it all. Who likes to think about the same thing for the whole entire week, especially if it's as confusing as terminologies. So yes, art is like the quiet time that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no professional, obviously. And, it is only in art do I not strive for perfection but for what I perceive is what I want to portray. Today, I just wanted to try how to make clouds. Ever since I was a kid, clouds were very difficult for me to make because they have the fluffiness and lighting thing. I tried my best and I think they now resemble it better than I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pRttjIrjqLE/TxBwms23YHI/AAAAAAAAAys/VNBApC21XS0/s1600/painting+clouds.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pRttjIrjqLE/TxBwms23YHI/AAAAAAAAAys/VNBApC21XS0/s320/painting+clouds.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Oh look, clouds~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the next thing is, why the hell are there two black squiggles in the middle? I like balloons, I have a mini obsession for them. If it was Valentine's day, or something like it, I'd like a balloon. The twisty kind of balloons. LOL. Because, I feel that it shows innocence and happiness that is very precious to us. And, similar to its representation, they could "pop" due to outside forces or sometimes, we just let go. The rest of the painting is up to you whatever you guys would think, like the fence and the grass, and why is it so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day has been very fun for me. Though I bet I would fail the quiz I took earlier, I had epic fun studying with my cost accounting classmates because they were so weird earlier. Then, when I came home, my mom took us to Krispy Kreme and Soderno with our neighborhood friends. Ahhh, gotta love them doughnuts and quesadillas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs to sleep for tomorrow's physical examination,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wanna learn to paint more...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-9116762711835529694?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/9116762711835529694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-13-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/9116762711835529694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/9116762711835529694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-13-2012.html' title='January 13, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W382YLIBksU/TxBwtc-G9TI/AAAAAAAAAy0/2s1L2mkCIQ4/s72-c/simple+skyline+painting.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8743989559145976398</id><published>2012-01-12T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:42:36.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 12, 2012</title><content type='html'>Wanted: New Pair of Glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4R9WdEr8u4/Tw79pNPRvqI/AAAAAAAAAyk/gZlp27ooKNM/s1600/Glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4R9WdEr8u4/Tw79pNPRvqI/AAAAAAAAAyk/gZlp27ooKNM/s320/Glasses.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: See the difference?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hype of having my majors is finally wearing off because of the appearance of one thing, quizzes. Noooo! Why do they have to have a higher percentage than my exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being stressed because I start to break out. I've been so careful with myself and all that I want it to continue. What's even worse is I experience insomnia when I'm really stressed about anything, studies, peers, family... studies. Usually, studies because I'm a nerd like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKVtwVymMis/Tw79jSEg_6I/AAAAAAAAAyc/rp4wV5zSuS4/s1600/DSC08008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKVtwVymMis/Tw79jSEg_6I/AAAAAAAAAyc/rp4wV5zSuS4/s320/DSC08008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Pink Teacher-esque Glasses~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being a nerd, I need new glasses. I'm not even thinking about contact lenses due to the fact that I'm afraid of poking my eye out with it. Or, it suddenly slips into my skull. Even worse, it melts because of the heat. So, glasses... I'm gonna stick with them. Honestly, I love my glasses but I kinda feel like I need a new pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something for tomorrow's post if I finish atleast a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four eyes,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;insomniac.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8743989559145976398?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8743989559145976398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-12-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8743989559145976398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8743989559145976398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-12-2012.html' title='January 12, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4R9WdEr8u4/Tw79pNPRvqI/AAAAAAAAAyk/gZlp27ooKNM/s72-c/Glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7802819185812946309</id><published>2012-01-11T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:38:09.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 11, 2012</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling sexy and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd5BuBUpUPM/Tw2cYMUBLrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/KlTUzl1Wpc4/s1600/DSC08004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd5BuBUpUPM/Tw2cYMUBLrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/KlTUzl1Wpc4/s320/DSC08004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Free~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not exactly. I'm just so in love with the first line of the song. If you can't remember what song the line is from, Domino by Jessie J. Ahh, it makes me feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doodle was made while I was listening to my cost professor. When you keep on solving for expenses and costs for whatever reason it may be, the word "free" is never to be seen in our exams. I attended the class a bit groggy but not really tired just like I shook myself from blissful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, doodle was inspired by Victor Kim's style. Not exactly, it's like my interpretation... I guess. Obviously, I am no where near the amazing art like... THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377874_10150522852992137_96273682136_8879880_1413629126_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377874_10150522852992137_96273682136_8879880_1413629126_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Free by Victor Kim~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've only slept a total of five hours for the whole day, I feel calm. I'm not tired just calm. With a lot of things going around me, the stress and all, it's nice to feel lax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.buddytv.com/articles/kayla-free1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://images.buddytv.com/articles/kayla-free1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~ANTM Kayla~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remembered Kayla from America's Next Top Model. She was one of my favorites because of her red hair, always wanted to try that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so chilled out and I feel a lot mellow now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;like glitters' raining on me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7802819185812946309?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7802819185812946309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-11-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7802819185812946309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7802819185812946309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-11-2012.html' title='January 11, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd5BuBUpUPM/Tw2cYMUBLrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/KlTUzl1Wpc4/s72-c/DSC08004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7325198449798033111</id><published>2012-01-10T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:26:24.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>January 10, 2012</title><content type='html'>I'm still not used to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TKACg0wm2w/TwxWkJO5lgI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vZuSk-IPD8g/s1600/DSC08000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TKACg0wm2w/TwxWkJO5lgI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vZuSk-IPD8g/s320/DSC08000.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Wanna take accounting?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that, I don't even recognize half of what I wrote. Then, we had this class where I was screaming "WTF?!" in my mind. Right after, I solved it on my own and it was so freaking easy. EASY I TELL YOU! My gulay, I think the professors are confusing us on purpose. It's a conspiracy to get us all to fail. Scandal! Or maybe it's because I write &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;my doodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm kidding about them making us fail in purpose but still... I feel high just looking at my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDBGhqu_nqs/TwxWp6GqfJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-ga5BASewDw/s1600/DSC08002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDBGhqu_nqs/TwxWp6GqfJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-ga5BASewDw/s320/DSC08002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Thank you concerned friend~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know that bread (focaccia?) and sauce or dip whatever it's called (the balsamic vinegar and olive oil thing) from Italianni's? I had it for merienda earlier this afternoon with pancit canton. Thank you so much Jethro for letting me hang out at your place... and the food. Hehehe, it's so delicioso. I shall be visiting this condo very much... because we have the same classes... and food. FOOD! I had ChaTime and they have red &amp;nbsp;beans, RED BEANS! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reading back I've noticed I sound repetitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynne-enroute.com/numlock/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Chatime-Pioneer-Center-Mandaluyong-City-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.lynne-enroute.com/numlock/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Chatime-Pioneer-Center-Mandaluyong-City-19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Chatime!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image is from a blog called En Route, visit &lt;a href="http://www.lynne-enroute.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I hate about living in the South? The traffic we have to go through just to get home. It takes way too long and the Skyway is just way too expensive to take everyday going to and from the Metro. Fifteen minutes into the car ride and I shut down and fall asleep. Next thing I know, I'm home. The trip takes two hours people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I take accounting as a course? I remember, it's because I'm a psychotic &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(not really)&lt;/span&gt; masochistic &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(err, maybe?)&lt;/span&gt; workaholic who likes to procrastinate. Well, the last five words are true though they may seem a tad contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyaaah, we have homework!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i feel like i'm high on accounting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7325198449798033111?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7325198449798033111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-10-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7325198449798033111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7325198449798033111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-10-2012.html' title='January 10, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TKACg0wm2w/TwxWkJO5lgI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vZuSk-IPD8g/s72-c/DSC08000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-508662664729186143</id><published>2012-01-09T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:47:22.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 9, 2012</title><content type='html'>Lucky Charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YGHugkk8_E/Twr7BgzWmaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/iQckgek0-9k/s1600/DSC07273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YGHugkk8_E/Twr7BgzWmaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/iQckgek0-9k/s320/DSC07273.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I'm not talking about the cereals but I believe that everybody has this certain luck when it comes to stuff. I found this brown bracelet at the side of my mom's CR-V. It's not very fashionable or whatever but it looked really simple and wearable so I thought I'd wear it for the day. And, what a luck it had brought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FpDkzhWjTxE/Twr7IN4VJCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SOhABGJ6f44/s1600/DSC07999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FpDkzhWjTxE/Twr7IN4VJCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SOhABGJ6f44/s320/DSC07999.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost came in late this morning but for some odd reason, my dad got me to school in forty three minutes. I didn't even know that that was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I did not know we had to answer this classroom exercise at home because it didn't make sense to do a classroom exercise at home. That's what's homeworks are for! Anyway, I was unluckily called first to answer the first question, on what might you ask? The imprest fund system. It sounds awfully advanced but it's just means... how to handle the cash for petty expenses. Yes, I believe that's how it is in layman's term. Luckily, the first question wasn't all too hard because it's always the easiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our special guest, we played Monopoly Deal. And you know what? I finally won! After a whole term of playing it, I finally won one. Gaaah, all I can say was it was just lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had Danton over for lunch time. Our cellphone communications sucked due to the Feast of the Black Nazarene. Having Danton again was going to be something I missed again 'cause he's going back to the US soon. No one is going to tell me all those long and irritating jokes any more. LOL. But seriously, his joke lasted for twenty minutes and that was the "short" version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, our last class was given out as a free cut. No classes for that last one and I couldn't even believe it. I really wanted to take that class but I also wanted to get home early. Needless to say, luck chose to let me go home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gulay, this day is just so oddly lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up a textbook,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;seriously though, is this the workings of the bracelet?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-508662664729186143?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/508662664729186143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-9-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/508662664729186143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/508662664729186143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-9-2012.html' title='January 9, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YGHugkk8_E/Twr7BgzWmaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/iQckgek0-9k/s72-c/DSC07273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8758963650341339409</id><published>2012-01-08T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:25:33.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 7 and 8, 2012</title><content type='html'>This is the first [and hopefully, last] time that I'm going to merge in two dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1X9gw8aP1Y/TwmlKn9aBRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/4IrZGEvWXzs/s1600/DSC07982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1X9gw8aP1Y/TwmlKn9aBRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/4IrZGEvWXzs/s320/DSC07982.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Vicky's Debut~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;January 7, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the whole reason why I was not able to post yesterday. Honestly, I am not hipster so I have absolutely no idea on what to wear in Vicky's Debut. So, my mom just got one of our colorful dresses paired off with a purple cardigan and some high-heeled boots. Yes, not the typical hipster that we all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QdimYwOKbtM/Twmk8uBg8YI/AAAAAAAAAxU/dnfRQzUAfTk/s1600/DSC07978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QdimYwOKbtM/Twmk8uBg8YI/AAAAAAAAAxU/dnfRQzUAfTk/s320/DSC07978.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Oooh, hairstyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DyxP24XgAsg/TwmlEIkhl7I/AAAAAAAAAxc/cyHN5A5wFQU/s1600/DSC07980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DyxP24XgAsg/TwmlEIkhl7I/AAAAAAAAAxc/cyHN5A5wFQU/s320/DSC07980.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Hipster Aivi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I said long before, I do not like taking pictures on the day itself. I let the photographer people and my friends do that because it would be easier for me. Unfortunately, I did not stay very long because I need to really be diligent with my studies (nerd). Anyway, I don't like partying much. I mean, I like the dancing, the music and the company but for some reason I really wasn't in the mood yesterday. I was really quiet and just listening to the program, sucks for me, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate it when I'm that way. I usually am when I have something in my mind that's bothering me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I have to say that the debut was really amazingly awesome. The hostess was really funny, she made me laugh especially when she did the Chinese accent. She really kept things going. Then. Then, Vicky has this friend that sings like an angel. I didn't know her name then because I was not listening (bad!) but my friend posted this on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/nwOLCuOvnJA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwOLCuOvnJA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwOLCuOvnJA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyaaaa, can't stop listening to her earlier this morning. And, it was raining a bit so it was the perfect happy music to listen to. Gosh, she really is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've been lazing around a bit after studying. It's nice to have the rain again. I love the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_NhGJ_ddr4/TwmlSl3KojI/AAAAAAAAAxs/UA8j_JlkFLQ/s1600/DSC07991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_NhGJ_ddr4/TwmlSl3KojI/AAAAAAAAAxs/UA8j_JlkFLQ/s320/DSC07991.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Praying Mantis~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;January 8, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be going,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's nice to be a bum... sometimes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8758963650341339409?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8758963650341339409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-7-and-8-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8758963650341339409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8758963650341339409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-7-and-8-2012.html' title='January 7 and 8, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1X9gw8aP1Y/TwmlKn9aBRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/4IrZGEvWXzs/s72-c/DSC07982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7305125595278852102</id><published>2012-01-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:00:43.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 6, 2011</title><content type='html'>Hello there world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my obsessions when it comes to studying. I eat nuts... peanuts, cashew nuts, chestnuts, hazelnuts but never almonds. This little tin can isn't enough for a whole session but since I only have a few more to go, it'll be okay. But, cashew nuts are my most favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1Q3fQK9500/TwcZjr92YYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pG371vYW2_I/s1600/DSC07973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1Q3fQK9500/TwcZjr92YYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pG371vYW2_I/s320/DSC07973.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Kasoy! and Kieso (but I like Weygandt better)~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our professor said that, studies show that eating&lt;b&gt; nuts help your brain cells keep moving&lt;/b&gt;. I think that that really works because I work faster when I'm munching on nuts, except for chestnuts because I still have to crack it open. But again, nuts are good when you're studying the real nuts (meaning it's still in the shape of the nut) not the totally processed one (like peanut butter, I think). I'm not so sure though because this is what our professor mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another habit of mine is &lt;b&gt;studying in a big place, &lt;/b&gt;I'm a little claustrophobic. In other words, it's hard for me to study on my desk so I either have the choice of the floor or my bed. But, it's not really helpful because when you get used to studying on the bed, (I read this an article) that your mind will get used to seeing it as a workplace and not a place of rest and relaxation. So now, I opt for the spacious floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how this became a list of my study habit but it's going there. I &lt;b&gt;hate studying with an empty stomach&lt;/b&gt; so I take advantage of after breakfast, lunch and dinner. This way I won't have to resort to eating too much nuts and if I'm left without a choice... junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;not the kind of person who shouts out the terms&lt;/b&gt; or draws it out in the air. I'm very closed off and quiet only if I'm alone, when I'm with others I'm more vocal spouting out questions and blah. The reason is because I learn best seeing things (graphs, pictures and maps) and through hearing the terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if I'm really serious of what I'm studying, you'll hear it.Not because I talk to myself but because &lt;b&gt;classical music (mostly Vivaldi and Tchaikovsky)&lt;/b&gt; will be blasting from my laptop's speakers. This is said to improve your knowledge intake and for me it's true because I answer faster and focus better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really fond of making blogs like this but, all I've been doing is study since I still can't feel what my professors want from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from it all,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i finished so much homework, i fell productive!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7305125595278852102?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7305125595278852102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-6-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7305125595278852102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7305125595278852102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-6-2011.html' title='January 6, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1Q3fQK9500/TwcZjr92YYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pG371vYW2_I/s72-c/DSC07973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6917921002052755514</id><published>2012-01-05T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:21:47.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>January 5, 2012</title><content type='html'>First day of the modular program...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVDKwKjuwcQ/TwWfltMhTcI/AAAAAAAAAwk/KbuNBJ1qqf8/s1600/DSC07957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVDKwKjuwcQ/TwWfltMhTcI/AAAAAAAAAwk/KbuNBJ1qqf8/s320/DSC07957.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: In Sir Ferrer's Class~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still am in shock that I'm attending my majors, it took me five terms to get here and I'm hoping not to repeat anymore. So, I'm being extra diligent and I know, for a fact, that I'm writing a bit slower than usual just so I could understand what I'm writing down. I really do hope that I get this thing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoUwpb8pvnk/TwWfxNV7DxI/AAAAAAAAAws/2qeI0T0Vk5E/s1600/DSC07958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoUwpb8pvnk/TwWfxNV7DxI/AAAAAAAAAws/2qeI0T0Vk5E/s320/DSC07958.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~syllabus~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there were so many of us with the same lunch breaks, we ate at Manang's. We had to steal around five tables and, I believe, twelve chairs. I was so happy to see so many of us again, I had to take a couple of pictures. Some they don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoGAI4qT240/TwWf_HYY3bI/AAAAAAAAAw0/gKSsIaObXL8/s1600/DSC07963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoGAI4qT240/TwWf_HYY3bI/AAAAAAAAAw0/gKSsIaObXL8/s320/DSC07963.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~pretty friends~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--hhWpRVLpic/TwWgLtgusPI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZuvUH2XCsZ0/s1600/DSC07969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--hhWpRVLpic/TwWgLtgusPI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZuvUH2XCsZ0/s320/DSC07969.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~hello gab and melissa!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last class (cost accounting), I shifted my section to the later one because if some of us didn't, it would be considered as a dissolved section. Anyway, I think I'll be needing the three hour break to squeeze in both the homework and lunch. Plus, my ride gets at school at around six in the evening so enough time to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I got my books and I'm still missing two(?) of them! I did not want to wait for four hours just to get a ride with my dad so I took the bus home with all of these. Thank God, the conductor was nice and he brought it up for me, there was a seat in front, and it only took an hour to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUE2clb4d3I/TwWgaBbSQnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/fxaMEATvd1s/s1600/DSC07971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUE2clb4d3I/TwWgaBbSQnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/fxaMEATvd1s/s320/DSC07971.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~my books. jaw drop.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got to go back to studying. I thought I wouldn't be having that many assignments since it was the first day. I was so wrong. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it seriously,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;way too into the assignment, i forgot to tell my brother to put three cups of rice grains in the rice cooker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6917921002052755514?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6917921002052755514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-5-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6917921002052755514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6917921002052755514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-5-2012.html' title='January 5, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVDKwKjuwcQ/TwWfltMhTcI/AAAAAAAAAwk/KbuNBJ1qqf8/s72-c/DSC07957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-50952680459200552</id><published>2012-01-04T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:27:12.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>January 4, 2011</title><content type='html'>Might be my last Starbucks for the term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQVOnZywSak/TwRcykmI7qI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LN_qOTPY-1Q/s1600/DSC07955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQVOnZywSak/TwRcykmI7qI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LN_qOTPY-1Q/s320/DSC07955.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Getting it right~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finally got it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my official first day of classes. From eight in the morning 'til two-thirty in the afternoon, I will be studying about finance accounting, finance accounting, lunch, and cost accounting (yes, in that order). So today, I had to pay for my books which reached a whooping six thousand one hundred fifty pesos (Php 6,150). That totals the ten books I need for the whole term, compared to last term's two books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm very excited to go to class and learn. The assignments&amp;nbsp;I don't mind so much, unless they are super long. And, my friends tell me that they are IN FACT going to be super long. Hopefully, my calculator does not run out of juice, like that time I took my finals... and the qualifying exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I got! Well, what my name "says about me",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7X0ChOQzBAo/TwRaGoXriBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Lij55vzSL74/s1600/my+name.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7X0ChOQzBAo/TwRaGoXriBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Lij55vzSL74/s320/my+name.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, big thanks to Zig and Louie for letting me go with them to Starbucks. It might be a while 'til I get to taste a Strawberry Belgian Waffle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RANDOM PICTURE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLg8FDO6ey4/TwRck5KQrLI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/pjVNEBQR974/s1600/DSC07939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLg8FDO6ey4/TwRck5KQrLI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/pjVNEBQR974/s320/DSC07939.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for some reason, I found this really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start studying seriously when I get my books,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To the guy who sat beside me in the bus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small;"&gt;We were wearing matching colors, I just thought it was cute. I wanted to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small;"&gt;take a picture&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small;"&gt;so, I waited for you to fall asleep but, you didn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(-///-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-50952680459200552?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/50952680459200552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-4-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/50952680459200552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/50952680459200552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-4-2011.html' title='January 4, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQVOnZywSak/TwRcykmI7qI/AAAAAAAAAwY/LN_qOTPY-1Q/s72-c/DSC07955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8375953565109233089</id><published>2012-01-03T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:11:57.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 3, 2012</title><content type='html'>I just don't want it to end yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA5rpqlVq2o/TwMKX336_kI/AAAAAAAAAvw/2i5jAwjvs0o/s1600/DSC07913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA5rpqlVq2o/TwMKX336_kI/AAAAAAAAAvw/2i5jAwjvs0o/s320/DSC07913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Waiting in Line~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation will be officially over today. And, having to enroll just made me realize more about it. Sigh... I cannot wait for summer vacay already. I want to do so many things but time might not be enough for my busy term. I'm afraid for the life of this blog too since I've gotten the hang of posting every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had to pay for my tuition. I like waiting, as boring as it may sound. I like waiting because it gives me time to think. When I'm with my friends, my mind doesn't stop thinking that's why I keep on talking and telling stories. When I'm alone, I still keep on thinking and I start typing down on my cellphone, or start making up a doodle. I guess that's why I have such patience for waiting time and I hate being rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I could write like authors, you know? Very detailed, wide range of vocabulary, interesting. I seriously do want to but I don't feel like it's my calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New nails for the term? I can't zoom in on my thumb, it has the starry starry night effect. &lt;b&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I still have to work on nail art, I'm getting there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrBACbj3ym4/TwMKjERhepI/AAAAAAAAAv4/LjIMeNHZKy4/s1600/DSC07924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrBACbj3ym4/TwMKjERhepI/AAAAAAAAAv4/LjIMeNHZKy4/s320/DSC07924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Multicolored~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reading manga,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;quick question, do ducks have ears?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8375953565109233089?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8375953565109233089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8375953565109233089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8375953565109233089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-2012.html' title='January 3, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dA5rpqlVq2o/TwMKX336_kI/AAAAAAAAAvw/2i5jAwjvs0o/s72-c/DSC07913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7177076974072968164</id><published>2012-01-02T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:47:33.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>January 2, 2012</title><content type='html'>What's your after new year's tradition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRxdcZMXk_Y/TwG9052At0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/Rk3jWDA6COM/s1600/DSC07904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRxdcZMXk_Y/TwG9052At0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/Rk3jWDA6COM/s320/DSC07904.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Whatcha cooking up robot?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I list down my new resolutions and keep track of my goals. It's something I like doing because things on paper seem more real to me than just keeping it in my mind. I've yet to disappoint a list on paper or on my whiteboard. So there are the eight things I have written, the sentences after are just side comments though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV5nj6ca8Ro/TwG9qtlCsFI/AAAAAAAAAvM/BR1_zvYv_5A/s1600/DSC07902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV5nj6ca8Ro/TwG9qtlCsFI/AAAAAAAAAvM/BR1_zvYv_5A/s320/DSC07902.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Resolutions/Goals~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I like cleaning up my room ever since I got one right after the celebration. When there used to be two of us here, I just cleaned up my side of the room. Cham would usually do a better job than me at this when we share the room. Throwing leftover Christmas wrappings and plastics are not my favorite but rearranging is fine... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nT-Xq9Q_KA/TwG9-Nj_0FI/AAAAAAAAAvc/b8F55SnxHUs/s1600/DSC07907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nT-Xq9Q_KA/TwG9-Nj_0FI/AAAAAAAAAvc/b8F55SnxHUs/s320/DSC07907.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Oooh, vintage-y~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I uncovered some random stuff around here. I stashed all of my stuff in places where they'd look good and I found an unused photo album, given to me during my birthday. Then from my wishlist, my Secret Santa from the LK Christmas party granted me my scrapbook stuff. Which is really awesome because there are so many random things here, he bought so much. Seriously going to plan something for these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cjx8h0XUgCA/TwG9h2BHMQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZNQPMtmD0k4/s1600/DSC07898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cjx8h0XUgCA/TwG9h2BHMQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZNQPMtmD0k4/s320/DSC07898.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~A new project, maybe?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is, what do you do &lt;b&gt;right after&lt;/b&gt; the new year's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-dI47H3g7E/TwG-KtK0r6I/AAAAAAAAAvk/7r2eJY5kQoY/s1600/DSC07911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-dI47H3g7E/TwG-KtK0r6I/AAAAAAAAAvk/7r2eJY5kQoY/s320/DSC07911.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Ateneo, LaSalle... happens to be my fave colors~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating nuts,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;seriously though, i hate cleaning up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7177076974072968164?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7177076974072968164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7177076974072968164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7177076974072968164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2-2012.html' title='January 2, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRxdcZMXk_Y/TwG9052At0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/Rk3jWDA6COM/s72-c/DSC07904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1282619541535324303</id><published>2012-01-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:41:17.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>January 1, 2012</title><content type='html'>It feels weird typing down 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro6Codsmwb4/TwBu006170I/AAAAAAAAAug/z5Cav0-1vr0/s1600/DSC07886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro6Codsmwb4/TwBu006170I/AAAAAAAAAug/z5Cav0-1vr0/s320/DSC07886.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Photo of the Day: Fireworks, Flying Birds~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home already... missing the white sand beach of Boracay, and the beautiful people from Europe (most of the foreigners were from there) . T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, New Year's celebration literally started with a BANG at Boracay, fireworks just went off blasting for a whole hour since the clock ticked down to January 1. This might be the first time I've enjoyed seeing fireworks because they were lighting the things very far away from me, actually they lit it somewhere on the seawater. I liked that the music never stopped, fireworks were noisy, and there were many foreigners there. And, we ended that by going back to our rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we did when we woke up was to just wrap up for the day since we were going home already. Before getting away, we bought a few things for souvenirs and my very very last Jonah's fruit shake, Banana Choco Peanut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss 2011 since it was such an epic year. No, I'm not going to list down whatever made me happy because it's probably here already. 2012 is already rumored to be the end of the world, it should be just as awesome... or even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired right now, my arms and thighs are sore from the Flying Fish so I'm ending it here. And, I'm too lazy to take pictures of my souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xBt4HN97OYk/TwBv4JAq7JI/AAAAAAAAAu4/kndyZmOG4i8/s1600/DSC07878+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xBt4HN97OYk/TwBv4JAq7JI/AAAAAAAAAu4/kndyZmOG4i8/s320/DSC07878+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpacking,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;did i ever mention how much i hate unpacking?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1282619541535324303?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1282619541535324303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-1-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1282619541535324303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1282619541535324303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-1-2012.html' title='January 1, 2012'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro6Codsmwb4/TwBu006170I/AAAAAAAAAug/z5Cav0-1vr0/s72-c/DSC07886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4137169788599389164</id><published>2011-12-31T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:05:06.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 31, 2011</title><content type='html'>It's the last day of 2011, what did you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3E6OR7lbFgI/Tv8fjSAAliI/AAAAAAAAAts/NiJkJ9eNRGU/s1600/DSC_0512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3E6OR7lbFgI/Tv8fjSAAliI/AAAAAAAAAts/NiJkJ9eNRGU/s320/DSC_0512.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Helmet Head~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little midnight snack since I was still a bit hyper and my parents were fine with it. So, go to Aria! I love Italian cuisine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTyQe7Qpes4/Tv8clNvWhOI/AAAAAAAAAtU/GbES_f2MEE4/s1600/DSC_0494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTyQe7Qpes4/Tv8clNvWhOI/AAAAAAAAAtU/GbES_f2MEE4/s320/DSC_0494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Half-half Pizza~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-_KXpaMt8g/Tv8ddN8i4tI/AAAAAAAAAtc/STWZi4v1xsc/s1600/DSC_0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-_KXpaMt8g/Tv8ddN8i4tI/AAAAAAAAAtc/STWZi4v1xsc/s320/DSC_0499.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Family shot, Cham was asleep~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still here in Bora, sadly we didn't get one of those more upbeat New Year's Eve (NYE) parties so we settled down to our hotel's NYE celebration. It looks promising because we could see the other hotel's program from right here. And look! fireworks at random times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCgqTiv_9k4/Tv8hPSLcAOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0a4Mqa4X_uA/s1600/image201112310002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCgqTiv_9k4/Tv8hPSLcAOI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0a4Mqa4X_uA/s320/image201112310002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Cham watching the fireworks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had done a lot of firsts. I was able to play with the ATVs, which were fun 'cause it would probably be the closest thing to playing with other power sports like snowmobiles and whatever. My mom and dad had the Buggy(?) 'cause mommy was too lazy to drive her own. The ATV thing brought us to a high tower where we could see people on the beach kiteboarding... or was it kitesurfing? Either way they were using the wind to play with their boards on water. After that, we saw some weird birds at the aviary farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_Uw_S3ib-0/Tv8esqHRrpI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZTlTdn_6vqk/s1600/DSC_0507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_Uw_S3ib-0/Tv8esqHRrpI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZTlTdn_6vqk/s320/DSC_0507.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~ATV rentals~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mister tour guide, Ricky, was very nice. He was the one who brought us parasailing yesterday. Today, he brought us to the ATV, Zorb and Flying Fish. The Zorb was a new experience for me since I've only heard it from Jeth and she did that somewhere else. It was fun 'til Cham and I had suddenly moved about the place and got tangled inside the ginormous ball. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0ASk3im7rQ/Tv8gXf9K-RI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Ii7I2Wdi0rw/s1600/DSC_0651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0ASk3im7rQ/Tv8gXf9K-RI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Ii7I2Wdi0rw/s320/DSC_0651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Getting out of the Zorb~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0F-6A1O5X8Y/Tv8hOeqZ62I/AAAAAAAAAuE/bRfXy0UHm_A/s1600/DSC07848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0F-6A1O5X8Y/Tv8hOeqZ62I/AAAAAAAAAuE/bRfXy0UHm_A/s320/DSC07848.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Hamster Ana~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the Flying Fish was funny, terrifying and tiring in one. I thought it'd be like the Banana Boat Ride where they would just pull you left and right 'til you fell in the water. But no... the Flying Fish just had to be ten times more, it pulled you left, right, literally flying, and to a 90-degree angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpCSf3m-Kko/Tv8hDiY5JHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/5sBOPHduqls/s1600/DSC_0763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpCSf3m-Kko/Tv8hDiY5JHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/5sBOPHduqls/s320/DSC_0763.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Just before take-off~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was screaming so much, I think I'm gonna lose my voice sometime soon. I have the worst muscle mass in my family since I have not done any sports since Summer Swim School but Cham and Luis have their gyms. Luckily though, I have the strongest thighs from swimming and a very good grip to save me from falling. Those two fell off, laughing like hyenas on cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep right after watching the sunset... with my dad and brother. It was the very first sunset that I watched from beginning to end, it was... magical, calming, and truly something sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've switched the music here so there's the countdown already and the DJ has finally arrived. No more of that music from my dad knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, have a happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2011, it's been nice. ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4137169788599389164?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4137169788599389164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-31-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4137169788599389164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4137169788599389164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-31-2011.html' title='December 31, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3E6OR7lbFgI/Tv8fjSAAliI/AAAAAAAAAts/NiJkJ9eNRGU/s72-c/DSC_0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6181713101559278837</id><published>2011-12-30T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:23:31.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 30, 2011</title><content type='html'>I got a hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z_gnMaUfYbs/Tv23sDX9mII/AAAAAAAAAs4/psCUDLOKHZI/s1600/DSC07822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z_gnMaUfYbs/Tv23sDX9mII/AAAAAAAAAs4/psCUDLOKHZI/s320/DSC07822.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: New Hat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now own one of those awfully big hats, claps. I'm not a girl who likes a lot of accessories because I also worry about them. Whether I still have them or not, are they getting wet or misplaced. So, like this hat, I've been holding it like my life depended on it until I realised that I should have just placed it in my bag. Epic fail. The whole reason why I was so wary of the hat was because&amp;nbsp;Cham had let my brother's cap fly away. You read that right... fly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were riding one of those big jet skis where it lets a lot of people in. The three of thought it'd be a good idea to sit in front. When the boat moved, we were holding on for dear life. My mother said, "Hawakan niyo yung mga hat, baka liparin" (Hold on to your hats, it might fly away). Ten seconds after that, I see this black thing fly pass me and Cham said, "Yung cap ni Luis!" (Luis' cap!). My brother's face fell, it was like trying to portray, "WTF?". We had to go back and get it and Cham and Luis were arguing about the cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the jet ski to where, Ana? We were going to the other much bigger boat to be able to parasail. Yes, that really big parachute that brings in two people to the sky on top of the deep seawater. I kinda have a love-hate relationship for the thing because though it was exciting, it was terrifying too. My mind was going on different PoAs (plan of actions) for if ever the parachute would suddenly collapse. I rode up with Cham and we were really screaming our lungs out every time the parachute moved in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o52Tg6qzvBI/Tv2305IDemI/AAAAAAAAAtA/lGUKyaIczAw/s1600/DSC07827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o52Tg6qzvBI/Tv2305IDemI/AAAAAAAAAtA/lGUKyaIczAw/s320/DSC07827.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Dad and Bro Parasailing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't collapse, thank God, but by the time they were pulling us down, I was totally getting airsick because I really do hate it when I'm going down, literally and figuratively. Being airsick did not help being on the boat because I instantly got a bit seasick. The view up above is really cool, though looking down is not a good idea. I did not bring my camera for fear of accidentally dropping it and losing all the photos. The dizziness from being both airsick and seasick had me being quiet for the afternoon until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting early because I wanna sleep, and maybe get to ride an ATV or Zorb tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIxnut8kQg/Tv232Nwh9nI/AAAAAAAAAtI/-EjuAwSu5zs/s1600/image201112300002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIxnut8kQg/Tv232Nwh9nI/AAAAAAAAAtI/-EjuAwSu5zs/s320/image201112300002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Kicking back to Michael Jackson songs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Rockin' Robin,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bora had a sudden blackout twice tonight, hopefully it doesn't continue!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6181713101559278837?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6181713101559278837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-30-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6181713101559278837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6181713101559278837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-30-2011.html' title='December 30, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z_gnMaUfYbs/Tv23sDX9mII/AAAAAAAAAs4/psCUDLOKHZI/s72-c/DSC07822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-868488800238555947</id><published>2011-12-30T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:54:52.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 29, 2011</title><content type='html'>Hello friends! I'm at Bora already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zturnHpzPMY/TvyV1iU8qeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/B9NVGbSqlLs/s1600/DSC07776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zturnHpzPMY/TvyV1iU8qeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/B9NVGbSqlLs/s320/DSC07776.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Boracay, here I am!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QC_c7w-LOc/TvyUR_ErjJI/AAAAAAAAArw/PIusYTnoc-g/s1600/DSC07731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QC_c7w-LOc/TvyUR_ErjJI/AAAAAAAAArw/PIusYTnoc-g/s320/DSC07731.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Airline on the way to Bora~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got on Airphil Express on a flight to Kalibo. I packed so many bags that I had a hard time keeping up with everything that I had. I didn't want anyone else taking my laptop from me so I had been holding it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hd_7pSKE75A/TvyUnPF_pmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Dq5jK-x3rQo/s1600/DSC07733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hd_7pSKE75A/TvyUnPF_pmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Dq5jK-x3rQo/s320/DSC07733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Overpack, I left out my Strauwinsky~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI-zQ72893c/TvyVOaIjp9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/iYVI87Dsl0o/s1600/DSC07752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI-zQ72893c/TvyVOaIjp9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/iYVI87Dsl0o/s320/DSC07752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~waiting for the plane to take off~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqFr5aNz-r8/TvyVr-1jR5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/_bb6oNuDfU0/s1600/DSC07769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqFr5aNz-r8/TvyVr-1jR5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/_bb6oNuDfU0/s320/DSC07769.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~bus seat on the way to the seaport~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Kalibo Airport, we had a van waiting for us and it took us to this private port where we had to wait for the boat that would take us to Bora. I don't exactly like it there on the port because there were so many mosquitoes. I had dengue before so I'm very aware of mosquitoes. When we got to our boat, the sun was already setting. I wanted to have a good shot of it so I barely had anytime to concentrate on taking pictures of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this one good shot among many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2rokCHNTSo/TvyV-DY_zGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/F8ogAhE3Odg/s1600/DSC07782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2rokCHNTSo/TvyV-DY_zGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/F8ogAhE3Odg/s320/DSC07782.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~sunset shot~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we got there pretty late, we looked for a place to have our dinner. Considering the last time I ate something with sustenance was at 12nn, I was really hungry. We're located at Station1 in the White House Resort but the good ambience was at Station2 and we decided to walk there. We ended up to eat at this place called Nigi Nigi Nu Noos "e" Nuno Noos, whatever that could mean. I love eating grilled squid so I was happy to see that mom ordered us one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkEsfzH6PWw/TvyWGrGapGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GgZRQzK_o-I/s1600/DSC07792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkEsfzH6PWw/TvyWGrGapGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GgZRQzK_o-I/s320/DSC07792.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~might as well call it that~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fail right now at taking pictures of my food because I'm always so hungry. I can't stop myself. Lol. There are so many foreigners here this season from New Zealand, Brazil, USA and from places I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I'm writing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tGfBiQ0l0E/TvyX-TusijI/AAAAAAAAAss/_XfWOV5KnAE/s1600/image201112300002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tGfBiQ0l0E/TvyX-TusijI/AAAAAAAAAss/_XfWOV5KnAE/s320/image201112300002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Beach front, baby!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy photo, I know. For everyone else who's travelling, be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the sea air because I badly need it.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yummy, fresh air!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-868488800238555947?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/868488800238555947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-29-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/868488800238555947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/868488800238555947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-29-2011.html' title='December 29, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zturnHpzPMY/TvyV1iU8qeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/B9NVGbSqlLs/s72-c/DSC07776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4731484101634930104</id><published>2011-12-28T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:04:23.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 28, 2011</title><content type='html'>Packing... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdZWqEYybfE/TvsWSQ9EPrI/AAAAAAAAArM/VHSpQle_8wE/s1600/DSC07726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdZWqEYybfE/TvsWSQ9EPrI/AAAAAAAAArM/VHSpQle_8wE/s320/DSC07726.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Baggage~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be the third adventure I've gone to since I turned 18. I am so excited and because of that, I don't think I'll be able to keep my promise to myself about the layout change for my blog. I'm having a really hard time on choosing from different websites because I want the blog to be as simple as the one I have now but a lot more personalized. Maybe I'll do the change when I actually learn how to do this... or find someone who does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm supposedly packing for Boracay... yea! And, I have absolutely no idea what to wear. What &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;you wear when you're celebrating the New Year's at the beach. Obviously, swim wear and stuff like pajamas but the daytime/nighttime wear. I'm so confused, I don't even have a pair of shades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fdwszTpMXc/TvsWfokhOEI/AAAAAAAAArc/dZHhsyqn94A/s1600/DSC07729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fdwszTpMXc/TvsWfokhOEI/AAAAAAAAArc/dZHhsyqn94A/s320/DSC07729.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Oatmeal~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember&amp;nbsp;when I said. I had rashes on my face? well its gone now thanks to Bubz's oatmeal mask. if you want to try it, go to Youtube and type in "Bubz oatmeal mask". It&amp;nbsp;should&amp;nbsp;come out as the first suggestion entitled "Beautiful Skin Remedy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get to packing,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-lpiDgr-DE/TvsWZYSvZGI/AAAAAAAAArU/Zx9ZCJK9fCo/s1600/DSC07727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-lpiDgr-DE/TvsWZYSvZGI/AAAAAAAAArU/Zx9ZCJK9fCo/s320/DSC07727.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;So yea, me and my sis will be going to bora tomorrow. So I think my sis will be a bit&amp;nbsp;conscious of her skin. As well as me XD .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Recovering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;LuiZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;waiting for nail polish to dry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4731484101634930104?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4731484101634930104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-28-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4731484101634930104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4731484101634930104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-28-2011.html' title='December 28, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdZWqEYybfE/TvsWSQ9EPrI/AAAAAAAAArM/VHSpQle_8wE/s72-c/DSC07726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7291670920632251039</id><published>2011-12-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:42:12.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>December 27, 2011</title><content type='html'>I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSkbw6lhoHY/TvnX8a9YXiI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p4yOOytK8Ck/s1600/DSC07713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSkbw6lhoHY/TvnX8a9YXiI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p4yOOytK8Ck/s320/DSC07713.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Cuddle with Strauwinsky~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done nothing but sleep and eat today. I was supposed to do a little bit of art but I can't. My lower back hurts and my head is spinning. Having my scoliosis does not help with my lower back so I'm in pain. Not really that much but I just don't want to walk, sit or stand any more than necessary. Then, I still have this awful rash on my face it's better than yesterday but I still have to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ItBX7xPwsC0/TvnYC1isn5I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1zhXHLSJiPo/s1600/DSC07717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ItBX7xPwsC0/TvnYC1isn5I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1zhXHLSJiPo/s320/DSC07717.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Fictionpress~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been laying on my bed bored just hugging Strauwinsky (still cannot get over the name) while going on the Internet reading, sometimes I'd pick up my book but it just causes me dizziness. I slept a lot today, ate Froot Loops and Chips Ahoy. I don't like being sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to my last post, I know this is super short but I really do need to rest. Me and my family are going to Boracay for New Year's. It will be the very first time that we won't celebrate it at home so hopefully our house does not burn on New Year's Eve. My mom's probably gonna take in a few guards but our dog, like any other dog, hates the sound of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took this picture for the benefit of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i want to get better!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7291670920632251039?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7291670920632251039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-27-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7291670920632251039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7291670920632251039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-27-2011.html' title='December 27, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSkbw6lhoHY/TvnX8a9YXiI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p4yOOytK8Ck/s72-c/DSC07713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3030988060049812776</id><published>2011-12-27T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T02:02:01.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>December 26, 2011</title><content type='html'>I tried shopping today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1oQ8cYKGcM/TviwIbmUBuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PDR8Fq6frMQ/s1600/DSC07702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1oQ8cYKGcM/TviwIbmUBuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PDR8Fq6frMQ/s320/DSC07702.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Shopping Bags~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I went back to buy Eeyore but I think the Christmas sale is over thus the items go back to their original price. He was originally priced at two thousand apiece. Yikes! So, I gave up on Eeyore. Insert sad face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enter every single store in the mall because I shop like that. It's very tiring and I never notice the time until my tummy starts rumbling. Before shopping, I ate a handful of chestnuts to keep the hunger at bay thus I am able to stay on my feet four a good four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one store I did not enter into long, it would be the department store. Yes, it's supposed to be the most complete but I get so frustrated with the many people and the noise. To save my sanity, I rarely or quickly pass through the department store. Noisy teenagers squealing on a shirt or whatever. Bratty kids who complain but secretly want to be there. I hate standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjzPr6dCypA/Tvix0HtXzoI/AAAAAAAAAqU/jsX21b24Ggs/s1600/DSC07708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjzPr6dCypA/Tvix0HtXzoI/AAAAAAAAAqU/jsX21b24Ggs/s320/DSC07708.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Strauwinsky~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around to the toy store, as usual. Kids' noise make me laugh because they're happy noise like the ones in the department stores. That's when I found out about the price change. Disheartened, I went to Blue Magic. I'll be honest that it's been a long time since I've gotten a stuff toy. And so, I got myself Strauwinsky the multicolored dog. I love these kinds of plush they're huggable and colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONynl3Ei2EY/TvivJfjZchI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2WTHl3Aqqfw/s1600/DSC07701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONynl3Ei2EY/TvivJfjZchI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2WTHl3Aqqfw/s320/DSC07701.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Movie Ticket~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's beginning to look like a long post but carrying on... I finally got to watch a Metro Manila Film Festival (MMFF) movie. I saw the movie&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Segunda Mano&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;starring Kris Aquino and Dingdong Dantes, with my mom. I loved the actress who played Ana/Anna (obviously did not wait for the credits) 'cause everything she did was totally how I would react to what was happening. The name thing adds too because I like my name. But, I am not as stylish /fashionable as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1thPFBQszlU/TvixUKoZY1I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KjGm2kZYfY4/s1600/DSC07703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1thPFBQszlU/TvixUKoZY1I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KjGm2kZYfY4/s320/DSC07703.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Really bad rash~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be resting because I have this horrible rash on my face and it's so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving my face literally,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;go watch the movie... it's funny and scary at the same time. more funny though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3030988060049812776?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3030988060049812776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-26-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3030988060049812776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3030988060049812776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-26-2011.html' title='December 26, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1oQ8cYKGcM/TviwIbmUBuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PDR8Fq6frMQ/s72-c/DSC07702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2516387580065530476</id><published>2011-12-25T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:48:46.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 25, 2011</title><content type='html'>Too much food... and finally we are complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2aMNzHyTGkI/TvcT9UIttpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GPy5_dJLM8U/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2aMNzHyTGkI/TvcT9UIttpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GPy5_dJLM8U/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Our 8th Christmas Together~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mzhP8gTk4wo/TvcVNZ5BovI/AAAAAAAAApA/TTKoA-H2MR4/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mzhP8gTk4wo/TvcVNZ5BovI/AAAAAAAAApA/TTKoA-H2MR4/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Woah! Big Family~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our cousins work already, and for the past years they couldn't get the vacation leave for the holidays. The challenges of working in a call center was the night shift but now they got the day shift and BAM, there's so many of plus the little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pictures are courtesy of my mom's new DLSR camera. I had way too much fun with it so I don't have that many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RAMfJhfPbSE/TvcWjvZLS8I/AAAAAAAAApI/0fYsWDTjH4g/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RAMfJhfPbSE/TvcWjvZLS8I/AAAAAAAAApI/0fYsWDTjH4g/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~AmGirl?~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMvY4GzxfPM/TvcyZEcPJiI/AAAAAAAAApQ/T9HUFK70dPM/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jMvY4GzxfPM/TvcyZEcPJiI/AAAAAAAAApQ/T9HUFK70dPM/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~DEVOOONN!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M2wDiHJg0Wg/TvczRRvUW4I/AAAAAAAAApY/UyAXkwbzAmQ/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M2wDiHJg0Wg/TvczRRvUW4I/AAAAAAAAApY/UyAXkwbzAmQ/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Yumm, Hamonado~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGgUkwPoXw/Tvc0Z7iMk6I/AAAAAAAAApg/KbCj3hW8g0c/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGgUkwPoXw/Tvc0Z7iMk6I/AAAAAAAAApg/KbCj3hW8g0c/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Babyface~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jVUVj5ECro/Tvc1TlnHbXI/AAAAAAAAApo/IId05iqCATQ/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jVUVj5ECro/Tvc1TlnHbXI/AAAAAAAAApo/IId05iqCATQ/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Always part of the Christmas season~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vWK6ar1HdUk/Tvc2cdw_uAI/AAAAAAAAApw/hdHUp3m3OF4/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vWK6ar1HdUk/Tvc2cdw_uAI/AAAAAAAAApw/hdHUp3m3OF4/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Our oldest dog, Tomi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super anxious as to what their reaction would be when they opened the gifts that they gave them. But, thankfully, they seemed to love their gifts, especially the one with the ice cream game. Originally, I wanted to keep it to myself. And, I got a new charm bracelet and earrings combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mysteries in the family is how they guess what you want. And the most embarrassing mystery that midnight was how in hell's name did they know my bra size. I thought it was supposed to be like a secret or something but now... they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up a bit late at ten-ish. Since then, we've been packing some old stuff to give away, donate or whatever. Lastly, we are supposed to watch a MMFF movie tonight. Not so sure if that still gonna happen though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy and bloated,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MMFF did not happen tonight... sad face.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2516387580065530476?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2516387580065530476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-25-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2516387580065530476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2516387580065530476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-25-2011.html' title='December 25, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2aMNzHyTGkI/TvcT9UIttpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GPy5_dJLM8U/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4083953937141413166</id><published>2011-12-24T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T19:41:30.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 24, 2011</title><content type='html'>Last-minute Christmas shoppers, I am one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VFL5Wd-nUU/TvW4wHlN9EI/AAAAAAAAAok/cdn7ZMv3kb8/s1600/DSC07679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VFL5Wd-nUU/TvW4wHlN9EI/AAAAAAAAAok/cdn7ZMv3kb8/s320/DSC07679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Last Minute Christmas Shopping~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ao1rSXn2EA/TvW4Z0QV2XI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YtHgXos8HTg/s1600/DSC07671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ao1rSXn2EA/TvW4Z0QV2XI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YtHgXos8HTg/s320/DSC07671.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_ysK_p6FGQ/TvW4jRiODDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/auQncgR9WNs/s1600/DSC07672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_ysK_p6FGQ/TvW4jRiODDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/auQncgR9WNs/s320/DSC07672.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yojGNN535yY/TvW4pS9aJII/AAAAAAAAAoc/wYBIqhA0JEI/s1600/DSC07676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yojGNN535yY/TvW4pS9aJII/AAAAAAAAAoc/wYBIqhA0JEI/s320/DSC07676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWguhbHpIZY/TvW4xBP450I/AAAAAAAAAos/9VcPoo1yZ5I/s1600/image201112240002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWguhbHpIZY/TvW4xBP450I/AAAAAAAAAos/9VcPoo1yZ5I/s320/image201112240002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday was a fail in buying the gifts, we had to do it today. Now, we got all of them after being in the mall for around seven hours, 10am 'til 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping this really short since I have to be gone after I gift wrap these presents. Alright, gift wrapping to me is an art, like most of the things that I do, so I always want it to be perfect in my eyes. Since kids are going to open these, I've done the math (or prediction, whichever) and I believe they will open the present wherever the nametag is. I am literally planning ahead how the gift wrapper should fit the toy and when they open it, it &lt;b&gt;should&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;show the front part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Holidays Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep wrapping them toys,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;plus, it sucks when you're a perfectionist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4083953937141413166?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4083953937141413166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-24-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4083953937141413166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4083953937141413166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-24-2011.html' title='December 24, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VFL5Wd-nUU/TvW4wHlN9EI/AAAAAAAAAok/cdn7ZMv3kb8/s72-c/DSC07679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-494413037654548426</id><published>2011-12-23T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:07:03.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 more days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 23, 2011</title><content type='html'>Can't feel the Christmas spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_7-nzCQ9mI/TvSYX3N40jI/AAAAAAAAAoA/vBuI0Yi9W4I/s1600/christmastree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_7-nzCQ9mI/TvSYX3N40jI/AAAAAAAAAoA/vBuI0Yi9W4I/s320/christmastree.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Our Christmas Tree Has No Presents Yet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't forget us Santa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with that same feeling as well. Some say that that happens as we grow older. Life gets a little more serious and complex, problems start to pile up and stress us out. That's how it is I guess, kids never think of those. When I was a kid, I thought we had all the money in the world because presents appeared like magic under the Christmas tree and our house was fully decorated inside and out. And, Christmas was a magical time of the year where family come together and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas STILL IS a magical time of the year. It just so happens that we don't get the jitters when Christmas eve comes. Because when we turn a certain age, we no longer just receive presents but we start giving out some ourselves. Others feel like it's a chore, but one shouldn't because it's a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying that because I just came from the mall and spent three hours finding the &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;gift. That's right, I don't buy a present unless I'm absolutely sure that that person who receives it will love it. And, you know what? I couldn't find any. People around here have told me what they wanted but those little kids of ours, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainstorming for gift ideas,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if i could get my hands on an awkward bunny from wongfu, i'd be happy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-494413037654548426?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/494413037654548426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-23-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/494413037654548426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/494413037654548426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-23-2011.html' title='December 23, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_7-nzCQ9mI/TvSYX3N40jI/AAAAAAAAAoA/vBuI0Yi9W4I/s72-c/christmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2294488825712337687</id><published>2011-12-22T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T23:02:37.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 more days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 22, 2011</title><content type='html'>Bum day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDK9R9c_H5I/TvNCZJycg-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/jBi_3Nehq7o/s1600/DSC07669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDK9R9c_H5I/TvNCZJycg-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/jBi_3Nehq7o/s320/DSC07669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Saxophone and Guitar books~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have nothing to report, for once. Other than, me and my brother practicing our instruments, guitar and alto sax. Apparently it's harder for him to play very low notes and when he does try. It sounds like a ferry went by my ear. The notes are practically the same and so, we've been trying to play Twinkle Twinkle Star together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I don't have a wishlist yet. 'Cause I can't think of other than the MS Office Professional for my laptop, and maybe an awesome case. But, yea... I don't have anything else in mind. I'd want a PS2 game (Toy Story3, Ratatouille or Up) but I won't have the time to play it next year. Still want those though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hard is buying presents for everyone else 'cause it's difficult to know exactly what they want, especially when they answer with "whatever" or "kahit ano". I mean, what am I supposed to do with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's play!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just wanna go christmas shopping tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2294488825712337687?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2294488825712337687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-22-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2294488825712337687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2294488825712337687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-22-2011.html' title='December 22, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDK9R9c_H5I/TvNCZJycg-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/jBi_3Nehq7o/s72-c/DSC07669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7160377423250896427</id><published>2011-12-21T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:45:31.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 more days'/><title type='text'>December 21, 2011</title><content type='html'>Oh my gulay, what was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is actually our official day of grade consultation. So, I thought it'd be appropriate to tell you guys that I got my very first chance of being a &amp;nbsp;Dean's Lister. Wooh! And then, I also passed my qualifying exam and I'm so happy because I never thought I'd pass. Why not? Because, I only had two days to remember everything from my first year in college. Before I went to sleep the night before, I was recalling all possible formulas (because I totally suck at problem solving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a good number of messages saying, congratulations, congrats and the likes. But, I could never have done it without God's help. I believe in the saying that in studies, especially exams, the formula is: &lt;b&gt;1/4 stock knowledge, 1/4 luck, and 1/2 divine intervention&lt;/b&gt;. So, I am totally telling you all that He is watching over us and He always answers my prayers (with yes, no, maybe and later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm troubled I say, "God please please please..." dramatically. It may sound funny but it's kinda&amp;nbsp;therapeutic&amp;nbsp;for me to know that He's always with me. In highschool, we called Him our Superfriend, very super indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so onto with other matters... Today is also my mother's business' Christmas party! Yaaaay! It's usually hosted by gay people and let me tell you that they are really funny. I mean, oh my gosh, I cannot stop laughing. Even though I don't know most of the people in there, I enjoy going because the games are fun, food is good, and well, I see people happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdC_y1J37QI/TvH89lIZaVI/AAAAAAAAAno/bZD77GM62Lo/s1600/DSC07619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdC_y1J37QI/TvH89lIZaVI/AAAAAAAAAno/bZD77GM62Lo/s320/DSC07619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Christmas Party Hosts, Airbender???~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-q0BiMD-Sg/TvH51RM8IPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Upi5v0ZDMqc/s1600/DSC07639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-q0BiMD-Sg/TvH51RM8IPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Upi5v0ZDMqc/s320/DSC07639.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~hello!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AM1Dwb6hls/TvH6BjJxqvI/AAAAAAAAAnY/aPMH26Fw5ag/s1600/DSC07645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AM1Dwb6hls/TvH6BjJxqvI/AAAAAAAAAnY/aPMH26Fw5ag/s320/DSC07645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~brother~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RTEAxABdufY/TvH6O2tm4pI/AAAAAAAAAng/ml2swPKeAo8/s1600/DSC07651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RTEAxABdufY/TvH6O2tm4pI/AAAAAAAAAng/ml2swPKeAo8/s320/DSC07651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~what we're playing~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete 360 from my belief in God, right? I'm sorry, it's just that I've grown with them (gay people) in my life and I see it as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME OUTTAKES from yesterday's Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387465_10150458941247897_538447896_8799963_991406422_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387465_10150458941247897_538447896_8799963_991406422_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~lovable Lounge Kroo (LK)~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398387_10150458965777897_538447896_8800065_1006496174_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398387_10150458965777897_538447896_8800065_1006496174_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~presents for the little kids~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/409427_2715983214686_1110134509_2923894_2004015127_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/409427_2715983214686_1110134509_2923894_2004015127_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~look who got me for exchange gift, YIN YANG!~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/383636_2716058816576_1110134509_2924112_289776601_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/383636_2716058816576_1110134509_2924112_289776601_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~aerial shot, blurred~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you all have amazing Christmas parties, mine are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;trip to jerusalem (talong version) never gets old.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s. photos grabbed from friends on facebook.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7160377423250896427?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7160377423250896427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-21-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7160377423250896427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7160377423250896427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-21-2011.html' title='December 21, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdC_y1J37QI/TvH89lIZaVI/AAAAAAAAAno/bZD77GM62Lo/s72-c/DSC07619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2253787488755391870</id><published>2011-12-21T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:36:49.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 more days'/><title type='text'>December 20, 2011</title><content type='html'>I'm so late at posting updates lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are three vital things that happened today. One is our grades for the current term. Second is the results of the qualifying exam. And lastly, my Christmas party with the Lounge Kroo. I'm just gonna focus on the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun to be around my highschool friends. I don't have exactly have to try much because they love me the way I am... atleast I methinks so. Basically, our annual Christmas party isn't the normal one like most people have where they have it in a event place with extravagance, or drinks, or whatever. It's not the typical Christmas party, I guess. We still have exchange gifts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we decided to hold it in this place called Haven. It's along Alabang-Zapote Road near the Elsie Gaches Village (where we celebrated last year). Having this party was as usual needed a lot of preparation and additional expenditures for the kids. I don't exactly mind much of how much I spend when it's for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I did need a new white shirt since I do not have one. So, I ended up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiDI7IOzw58/TvCyuzbmlII/AAAAAAAAAnI/-vbXA9gf078/s1600/DSC07610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiDI7IOzw58/TvCyuzbmlII/AAAAAAAAAnI/-vbXA9gf078/s320/DSC07610.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Excellence is not an ACT but a HABIT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, why aren't there pictures of the party itself? It's cause I don't like bringing out my camera when I'm with them (LK). I just want to keep on playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i might be around taft tomorrow, if i wake up early enough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2253787488755391870?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2253787488755391870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-20-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2253787488755391870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2253787488755391870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-20-2011.html' title='December 20, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiDI7IOzw58/TvCyuzbmlII/AAAAAAAAAnI/-vbXA9gf078/s72-c/DSC07610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3028594157685485266</id><published>2011-12-20T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:36:40.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 more days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>December 19, 2011</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5qmbQL8j4s/Tu9eh9rANLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZuMLPMF8ca0/s1600/DSC07589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5qmbQL8j4s/Tu9eh9rANLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZuMLPMF8ca0/s320/DSC07589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Today was a blur~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressful. Challenging. Fun. All mixed into one day and I couldn't expect it to be any way else. Today was the day I've been preparing for since Friday. Today was the day I took my first (and hopefully, last) take of the qualifying exam. I'm gonna be totally honest and say, it was just another exam. The thing is, it's the exam that would be say whether I make it or break it into my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have no photos of the time I was taking it. I was too shy to ask the proctor lady to take pictures. I'm not going to say I'm confident as well because, I'm not. I'm hoping but not too sure what the outcome will be. So, for the whole day I've done nothing but avoid the subject that is my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've played Little Big Planet again. Re-made Bubz's Butterfly Braid. Gotten out to eat at Krispy Kreme and buy my exchange gift. Watched WongFu. And, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jw9tU4AKZ-Y/Tu9e5PIYhYI/AAAAAAAAAmM/m4Qukh2ZPYU/s1600/DSC07590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jw9tU4AKZ-Y/Tu9e5PIYhYI/AAAAAAAAAmM/m4Qukh2ZPYU/s320/DSC07590.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k09K2YEjMDE/Tu9fAFGlnBI/AAAAAAAAAmU/zeYrWy0Kzos/s1600/DSC07593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k09K2YEjMDE/Tu9fAFGlnBI/AAAAAAAAAmU/zeYrWy0Kzos/s320/DSC07593.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Big difference when there's a flash~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2b8LuXcT4c4/Tu9fGYHEK2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/YSTfzbqoG2o/s1600/DSC07595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2b8LuXcT4c4/Tu9fGYHEK2I/AAAAAAAAAmc/YSTfzbqoG2o/s320/DSC07595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Frosting the Snowman~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxNKnEAd3W8/Tu9fMQeWLVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1BMHjhkm_Ls/s1600/DSC07596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxNKnEAd3W8/Tu9fMQeWLVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1BMHjhkm_Ls/s320/DSC07596.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Yummy Choco Drink~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WajW6rBQQtU/Tu9fVT5GbhI/AAAAAAAAAms/yax_EyqRvu0/s1600/DSC07600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WajW6rBQQtU/Tu9fVT5GbhI/AAAAAAAAAms/yax_EyqRvu0/s320/DSC07600.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEY74n491Qw/Tu9fceanFSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/lWCbFJ4T2Ew/s1600/DSC07608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XEY74n491Qw/Tu9fceanFSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/lWCbFJ4T2Ew/s320/DSC07608.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Krispy Kreme and Exchange Gift~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rBd1pLKck-g/Tu9fqATn-OI/AAAAAAAAAnA/zLHa_Y0Oe40/s1600/DSC07609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rBd1pLKck-g/Tu9fqATn-OI/AAAAAAAAAnA/zLHa_Y0Oe40/s320/DSC07609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Filipino-inspired gift wrapping~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wants to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;excited for tomorrow though i have no white shirt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3028594157685485266?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3028594157685485266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-19-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3028594157685485266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3028594157685485266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-19-2011.html' title='December 19, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5qmbQL8j4s/Tu9eh9rANLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZuMLPMF8ca0/s72-c/DSC07589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7317804274520293681</id><published>2011-12-18T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:36:31.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 more days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>December 18, 2011</title><content type='html'>It's the 111th post. Just thought it'd be fitting for the 2011 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, meet my new stuffed friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOsvvnocxug/Tu3lacTd2vI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pjXvTZId1hg/s1600/image201112180001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOsvvnocxug/Tu3lacTd2vI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pjXvTZId1hg/s320/image201112180001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Blue Monkey aka Luekey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little blue monkey was given to me by my little brother (Awww, sweet.). He actually won this from a carnival game in Enchanted Kingdom yesterday. He just came in before lunch with the monkey at hand and he was like, "Gusto mo?". I was studying my a$$ off for my exam tomorrow and the gesture just made me smile, and less stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I took it because I thought it would add character to my already sort of messed up room. I don't think that it's messy just that there are a lot of knick knacks around, and I could never have the heart to throw any of them away. Hoarder much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides acquiring this monkey, my mother gave me a green parol to offer in Mass. I don't have a picture because I never bring anything when I'm in church unless we're going out after. I really wish that I could just fast forward everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing stars,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;no more... please no more!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7317804274520293681?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7317804274520293681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-18-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7317804274520293681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7317804274520293681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-18-2011.html' title='December 18, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOsvvnocxug/Tu3lacTd2vI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pjXvTZId1hg/s72-c/image201112180001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2990919634738244048</id><published>2011-12-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:46:06.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>December 17, 2011</title><content type='html'>I was dumb enough to forget my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost the whole day we've done nothing but study about accounting. We being me, Jeth, Zig and Sam, who was a surprise because I did not expect him to be there. I mean, yeah I know he lives in the South but SURPRISE! Anyway, I forgot to take a picture of my second Tazo tea (insert sad face), I got the Giant Peach one which tasted like the one we have here at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exhausting all of my brain juices (in Filipino terminology, sabaw na), me and Jeth went to Town then to Soderno to eat. The boys left early 'cause one had to go to a Christmas party and the other to attend Mass. So, only the two of us were left. But, lo and behold, there was Lechon Cebu at Soderno and we just couldn't pass it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrZ9zgr7jAM/TuypJcBRhUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ueHXTxjKCn0/s1600/DSC07533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrZ9zgr7jAM/TuypJcBRhUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ueHXTxjKCn0/s320/DSC07533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Soderno Souvenir~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That drink right there should prove that I went to Soderno. It is a juice drink which tastes a lot like strawberry candy, a bit sweet but good enough. Not amazing but better than the others that were there. And, my mom and I swung by McDonald's to fetch my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm going to attend the Simbang Gabi tomorrow. confusing really 'cause it's at four in the morning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2990919634738244048?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2990919634738244048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-17-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2990919634738244048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2990919634738244048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-17-2011.html' title='December 17, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrZ9zgr7jAM/TuypJcBRhUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ueHXTxjKCn0/s72-c/DSC07533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3854918841522845815</id><published>2011-12-16T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:43:39.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>December 16, 2011</title><content type='html'>They left mee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not exactly allowed to go because I still have one exam left. The one exam that will determine whether or not I'm staying with my undergraduate degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGmSDxBEAG8/TutKEOGSKcI/AAAAAAAAAlc/UpMuyH2h66U/s1600/DSC07531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGmSDxBEAG8/TutKEOGSKcI/AAAAAAAAAlc/UpMuyH2h66U/s320/DSC07531.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Meet my college friend!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really fun. I was able to be with my college friend, Mel, in the morning before they left for Fontana or something. Basically, we headed off to everywhere around Taft because she hadn't prepared anything for their trip. Harrison, Laybare and a quick fix in Starbucks were the places we went to before we settled back in her condo. She &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;packing up to the very last minute where we (add in Louie and Gab) had to wait for her 'cause I was treating them for lunch right before they left. AJ was lucky enough to catch me before I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dCjFIJE0I9I/TutKV4WcIyI/AAAAAAAAAlk/knxHhpn_yE8/s1600/DSC07528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dCjFIJE0I9I/TutKV4WcIyI/AAAAAAAAAlk/knxHhpn_yE8/s320/DSC07528.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Sinangag Express aka SEx~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving it there. 'Cause as happy as I am passing, now I have to pass another exam in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I keep stressing myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ueNDitX4Y3A/TutKmwZ68JI/AAAAAAAAAls/IgarCzF-mxU/s1600/DSC07527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ueNDitX4Y3A/TutKmwZ68JI/AAAAAAAAAls/IgarCzF-mxU/s320/DSC07527.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Tried this from Starbucks, yum!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my new bottle.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my tea apparently had hibiscus and rose petals in it. WTF?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3854918841522845815?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3854918841522845815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-16-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3854918841522845815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3854918841522845815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-16-2011.html' title='December 16, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGmSDxBEAG8/TutKEOGSKcI/AAAAAAAAAlc/UpMuyH2h66U/s72-c/DSC07531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8256475007140933897</id><published>2011-12-15T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:04:55.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 15, 2011</title><content type='html'>I left it all in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the start of December, I've posted good thoughts because it's Christmas. Well, it came to my mind that, this Christmas, I might have the saddest news ever... academically. I want to continue being an Accountancy student but I can't imagine myself passing or being so serious about studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpvP-CEEDgk/TunujVRyg1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/YepcpKN_TjQ/s1600/hoping.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="50" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpvP-CEEDgk/TunujVRyg1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/YepcpKN_TjQ/s400/hoping.png" width="525" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Partnership and Corporation Grades~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is something I don't want to do so I listen to my professors. I think it makes me look like a nerd because I listen so intently but it means I wouldn't have to re-read or review whatever went on in class. I do take down notes, hell, I have the most detailed notes in accounting, but I never read them 'til finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that to succeed we must work hard. I don't think I should be spending such effort on re-reading what I've just learned unless I didn't understand any. I had a professor who says something around the lines of , &lt;i&gt;"An exercise a day, will make me a CPA".&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always tell myself to do this but I get distracted by Facebook and 9gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me trying to blame something else if (or when) I fail. If I do pass, then it was all God's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nervous,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;please. please. please.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8256475007140933897?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8256475007140933897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-15-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8256475007140933897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8256475007140933897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-15-2011.html' title='December 15, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpvP-CEEDgk/TunujVRyg1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/YepcpKN_TjQ/s72-c/hoping.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1387056958430902171</id><published>2011-12-14T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T21:32:38.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 14, 2011</title><content type='html'>Rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing everyone needs and I badly need it. No, I did not go on some wild adventure today. I just finished my exams in accounting and then headed over to my guitar lessons. I bought my brother his exchange gift for tomorrow and now, I chose not to go with them to Baclaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us are probably celebrating the long awaited Christmas break and I am telling you all that I &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;be a bum. I will play video games, computer games, go to the mall and not care whatever will come next term. But, mine has not started yet... I still have my qualifying and some grade consultations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I am sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there! I got some visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjbxHfSfeJE/TuijsVOi3-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/u0EGSlB-ivA/s1600/DSC07521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjbxHfSfeJE/TuijsVOi3-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/u0EGSlB-ivA/s320/DSC07521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Carolers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d99f252d7fda0c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d99f252d7fda0c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333047130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D311030C11753EEB5EE0DD3E5A4F0BE25923A7E98.103FD545D70C4C384C11D7F044703BAB7C2D5B31%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d99f252d7fda0c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DynSgMf5b4E_K_3a2v5k_RAyTwBc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d99f252d7fda0c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333047130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D311030C11753EEB5EE0DD3E5A4F0BE25923A7E98.103FD545D70C4C384C11D7F044703BAB7C2D5B31%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d99f252d7fda0c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DynSgMf5b4E_K_3a2v5k_RAyTwBc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~a little scene on what they did, no editing whatsoever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the Children's Joy Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DJHr_GkZfU/TuikmRVlwrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pf39Z3i6-pQ/s1600/image201112140003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DJHr_GkZfU/TuikmRVlwrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pf39Z3i6-pQ/s320/image201112140003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;go ahead, hit the sack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1387056958430902171?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1387056958430902171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-14-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1387056958430902171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1387056958430902171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-14-2011.html' title='December 14, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjbxHfSfeJE/TuijsVOi3-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/u0EGSlB-ivA/s72-c/DSC07521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-193262637197816065</id><published>2011-12-13T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:27:03.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>December 13, 2011</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's going to be the last day of my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I absolutely need a grade of at least seventy-five, I had a study session with Jeth here at Starbucks Molito. Other than exhausting all of my brain juices, I'm happy to have spent my cash on a Iced Chai Tea, Mocha Belgian Waffle and Cinnamon Swirl. With Jeth having so many old quizzes (OT) with her, I absolutely feel like my mind is not up for more accounting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent around five hours on accounting. We wanted to stretch our backs and have our legs moving again and so we landed on Alabang Town Center (ATC), just across the street. Supposedly, we were going to get salty food but we saw the New Wing and went on discovering the upcoming stores. Only a few have opened but the place is huge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pgORRBiX3U/TudEafeYnrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/E51nu7hPtHo/s1600/DSC07513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pgORRBiX3U/TudEafeYnrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/E51nu7hPtHo/s320/DSC07513.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Enter the New Wing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DE_g1HdIhKU/TudEf5NdQ0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/4q-J4nkYiL0/s1600/DSC07514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DE_g1HdIhKU/TudEf5NdQ0I/AAAAAAAAAkk/4q-J4nkYiL0/s320/DSC07514.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i just thought it'd be funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5dCt0iDplA/TudEm2xqvWI/AAAAAAAAAks/4Dk4gvH3HGc/s1600/DSC07515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5dCt0iDplA/TudEm2xqvWI/AAAAAAAAAks/4Dk4gvH3HGc/s320/DSC07515.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yeaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ga_cNFQwn5c/TudEscpAj6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/BNgBUHpLrFM/s1600/DSC07516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ga_cNFQwn5c/TudEscpAj6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/BNgBUHpLrFM/s320/DSC07516.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;uhhh-huh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P3ZG0MTcNko/TudEy9CUI6I/AAAAAAAAAk8/lfxz73RMMRg/s1600/DSC07517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P3ZG0MTcNko/TudEy9CUI6I/AAAAAAAAAk8/lfxz73RMMRg/s320/DSC07517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;soon, i won't have to go to taft for this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited for those that have pictures up here. Some of the stores haven't posted where they will be opening so keep in touch with ATC, if you're living in the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must study terminologies,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;accounting is not about math. it's more on english.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-193262637197816065?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/193262637197816065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-13-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/193262637197816065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/193262637197816065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-13-2011.html' title='December 13, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pgORRBiX3U/TudEafeYnrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/E51nu7hPtHo/s72-c/DSC07513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4352512968324253455</id><published>2011-12-12T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:09:36.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>December 12, 2011</title><content type='html'>Just finished my first exam three hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't feel like talking about the Law so let me show you all the most amazing dogs in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvBpJpfh7qc/TuYRinHR1OI/AAAAAAAAAjM/gVcVZ14vyBI/s1600/DSC07485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvBpJpfh7qc/TuYRinHR1OI/AAAAAAAAAjM/gVcVZ14vyBI/s320/DSC07485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Devon, Me and Mocha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This was taken yesterday but it was already really late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like having animals around 'cause I don't feel lonely when I know they're there. No wonder we have two birds and five stray cats who chose to live here. Sometimes I really do think I'm &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt; because I talk to these animals, and yea... in my mind, they reply. We used to have two Pomeranian dogs with us but they moved out with our tita. She also acquired a Golden Retriever and I think just recently a Labrador. I used to be terrified of this big dog but now he just looks really goofy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD2OFVdKcQE/TuYR6DDWlxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/iZAy_nZFaoI/s1600/DSC07494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD2OFVdKcQE/TuYR6DDWlxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/iZAy_nZFaoI/s320/DSC07494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6yD2w652pw/TuYSu1svU-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/oZFjyqJlJ1E/s1600/DSC07495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6yD2w652pw/TuYSu1svU-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/oZFjyqJlJ1E/s320/DSC07495.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Had to make a few edits because the lighting was sooo bad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, someone said that he looks like the dog from UP. And we have our little Simba, well he is a mighty little dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc37BFG9rjc/TuYRy1w7MFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bAr8hmcp3hQ/s1600/DSC07487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc37BFG9rjc/TuYRy1w7MFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bAr8hmcp3hQ/s320/DSC07487.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MH3hZikNtGQ/TuYS1n1CSrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qNMcmntPT48/s1600/DSC07473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MH3hZikNtGQ/TuYS1n1CSrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qNMcmntPT48/s320/DSC07473.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Like a boss~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was last night, I just came from this little restaurant called Omakase, which means (says our waitress), Chef's Special. It's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;good there, prices are much better and I don't really think it's very much publicized. And, they actually care about what the food looks like on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqjQFLYvvKU/TuYU45YppJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/xT1HI5xVoXo/s1600/DSC07512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqjQFLYvvKU/TuYU45YppJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/xT1HI5xVoXo/s320/DSC07512.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NPuadjSeXE/TuYUcIcHprI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sXE_BEc4oR0/s1600/DSC07507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NPuadjSeXE/TuYUcIcHprI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sXE_BEc4oR0/s320/DSC07507.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VT-w1qvsnec/TuYUqRgOMmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lLka-QAx73Q/s1600/DSC07510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VT-w1qvsnec/TuYUqRgOMmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lLka-QAx73Q/s320/DSC07510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2Oam30GFAg/TuYUyPMqO7I/AAAAAAAAAkM/7TVYbPXjfQY/s1600/DSC07511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2Oam30GFAg/TuYUyPMqO7I/AAAAAAAAAkM/7TVYbPXjfQY/s320/DSC07511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I7CoAptfWVU/TuYUjVm-vPI/AAAAAAAAAj8/koFvZprzp0o/s1600/DSC07509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I7CoAptfWVU/TuYUjVm-vPI/AAAAAAAAAj8/koFvZprzp0o/s320/DSC07509.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Japanese food! Domo arigato, indeed. I feel so bloated right now. Two nights of eating like there's no tomorrow is making me have a big tummy. Graaahhh!!! I absolutely fell in love with almost all of the food, especially the Seaweed salad that my dad ordered. Then, the salmon and tuna melts in your mouth... Kyaaa! I will definitely go back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This restaurant deserves a THUMBS UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must digest all that I ate,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i actually feel shy taking pictures of these places&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4352512968324253455?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4352512968324253455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-12-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4352512968324253455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4352512968324253455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-12-2011.html' title='December 12, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvBpJpfh7qc/TuYRinHR1OI/AAAAAAAAAjM/gVcVZ14vyBI/s72-c/DSC07485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5877574232292368241</id><published>2011-12-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:30:31.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>December 11, 2011</title><content type='html'>I believe we should learn something everyday but talking about my studies are a bit boring... okay, to be honest they &lt;b&gt;ARE&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbOY_8RK08E/TuRLh2kXAfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/c0ylWlbNa4E/s1600/DSC07467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbOY_8RK08E/TuRLh2kXAfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/c0ylWlbNa4E/s320/DSC07467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Ready to Learn?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead, things I've learned on YouTube. Yes, sometimes I'm so bored and random that I go online just to learn the weirdest of things. Or, I go on to learn how to wear make up, style my hair and other stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Fb49zeYB4I/TuRLAMQv3eI/AAAAAAAAAic/Kp7dcEES8D8/s1600/DSC07435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Fb49zeYB4I/TuRLAMQv3eI/AAAAAAAAAic/Kp7dcEES8D8/s320/DSC07435.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Braided Bangs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can be used during the awkward stages of your bangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOJPVMfrueM/TuRLG4WkcqI/AAAAAAAAAik/Pi0qJR9UWok/s1600/DSC07449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOJPVMfrueM/TuRLG4WkcqI/AAAAAAAAAik/Pi0qJR9UWok/s320/DSC07449.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Sunny's Hairstyle on their &lt;i&gt;Oh!&lt;/i&gt; MV~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Used to be a big fan, not so much anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, her hair is a lot more poofy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IjCjaD2gpM0/TuRLNmij5YI/AAAAAAAAAis/YgahxuBvWQU/s1600/DSC07453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IjCjaD2gpM0/TuRLNmij5YI/AAAAAAAAAis/YgahxuBvWQU/s320/DSC07453.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Japanese Bun~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Couldn't get a decent shot of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fD7yYPHyRtg/TuRLS8HxzWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NaV4FmVCxH4/s1600/DSC07460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fD7yYPHyRtg/TuRLS8HxzWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NaV4FmVCxH4/s320/DSC07460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5GmKXOfwHY/TuRLZ0_NZOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/s-CZuVP9CWU/s1600/DSC07466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5GmKXOfwHY/TuRLZ0_NZOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/s-CZuVP9CWU/s320/DSC07466.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Eyeshadow Tricks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can make your eyes look like they're bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've picked up a few basic guitar songs, tricks on how to wear stuff and blah blah blah. Basically, I'm leaving everyone with the shortest of post because I really have to study everything about the Law on Corporations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and, i am literally procrastinating for everything else.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5877574232292368241?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5877574232292368241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-11-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5877574232292368241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5877574232292368241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-11-2011.html' title='December 11, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbOY_8RK08E/TuRLh2kXAfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/c0ylWlbNa4E/s72-c/DSC07467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7270669053343798146</id><published>2011-12-10T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T22:20:12.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 10, 2011</title><content type='html'>I'm in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjgP3jMZfww/TuNoQenvipI/AAAAAAAAAiE/myFA4ms-Enw/s1600/DSC07434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjgP3jMZfww/TuNoQenvipI/AAAAAAAAAiE/myFA4ms-Enw/s320/DSC07434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Even if it doesn't snow in the Philippines~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...with my very first pair of boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so they're not the most fashionable nor are they the most expensive. But, they &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ARE&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;the most comfortable pair of footwear I've ever worn, next to an a pair of good old pair of Havaianas slippers. I'm not the most fashionable person alive I know that, one of the most fashionable lives in the next room of our house. I really should make a cover on Cham very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my taste for shoes is very simple. It's gotta be really easy to wear and it must look awesome, cute or elegant, and sometimes just plain weird. I've been so used to wearing sneakers and rubber shoes that discovering heels was a very big thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMp0nGasQyY/TuNomVKVepI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fBKbhYenUDQ/s1600/DSC07425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMp0nGasQyY/TuNomVKVepI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fBKbhYenUDQ/s320/DSC07425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in my first year of college, I'd usually wear high heels or wedges just for the hell of it. Because, I didn't commute to and from school then. But now, I've settled with just any kind of shoes. Except for sky high stilettos, I'm still very much afraid to wear those kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goZ4mjITauw/TuNotf_j_DI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ULFUQ7gXj94/s1600/DSC07432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goZ4mjITauw/TuNotf_j_DI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ULFUQ7gXj94/s320/DSC07432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to the acquisition of a lot of shoes, these three babies were just part of the six pairs we bought yesterday. Yes, my mother and I shopped yesterday, I like shopping with my mom 'cause the only questions she asks are: "Do you like it?" and "Are you gonna wear it?" The most important questions when shopping, right? Back to what I was saying, due to the acquisition of such pairs of shoes, my mom and I are really seriously thinking about donating the shoes we no longer use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, for the Christmas spirit, we are giving our old pairs to those who need them. And, we should have them fixed before giving them. It's the right thing to do, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be studying for exams,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, two more finals to take and hopefully i get that qualifying too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Additional info on shoes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They are from Payless and I'm not afraid to admit that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Boots - Lower East Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Weird Heels - Fiomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Black Heels - Christian Siriano for Payless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7270669053343798146?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7270669053343798146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-10-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7270669053343798146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7270669053343798146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-10-2011.html' title='December 10, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjgP3jMZfww/TuNoQenvipI/AAAAAAAAAiE/myFA4ms-Enw/s72-c/DSC07434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8263384065749777766</id><published>2011-12-09T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T22:16:54.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 9, 2011</title><content type='html'>Presents! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OaNbB6ZWuA/TuILSIL0auI/AAAAAAAAAhs/e7NFXvn7ltk/s1600/DSC07412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OaNbB6ZWuA/TuILSIL0auI/AAAAAAAAAhs/e7NFXvn7ltk/s320/DSC07412.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1bfAjQShJ8/TuIMO-TWVqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OzlnxsPJn-0/s1600/DSC07411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1bfAjQShJ8/TuIMO-TWVqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OzlnxsPJn-0/s320/DSC07411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Love Travels Overseas~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, I'm not allowed to open any presents 'til Christmas, right? But, what do you do when the presents come in waayy too early and of course, I can't help but be tempted to open an envelope. Especially, if I know it came from overseas. Thank you so much Ninong Gene and Ninang Gina, also to my cousins, Gian, Giu, Gianna and Gemma. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with me and presents is that we rarely meet during Christmas 'cause I often get aguinaldos (money) or clothes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(yea, I need those)&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes I do miss opening my gift without ripping the gift wrapper, or opening a box and saying "woaaaah". I'm not complaining about the gifts I do receive because I do not think that a present should be expensive or flashy or whatever. I am very thankful to all the presents that come my way. Especially, when it's super unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QirIMRJwvoo/TuIM-v8qgdI/AAAAAAAAAh8/RDNguEExCh4/s1600/DSC07414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QirIMRJwvoo/TuIM-v8qgdI/AAAAAAAAAh8/RDNguEExCh4/s320/DSC07414.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Winnona, ano 'to???~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask for presents from my friends (unless they want too) because I know that it'll be hard for me to give back. And, I don't really want them to spend their money on me. Yet, Winnona here comes up to me right before my Accounting class and gives me that. I can't figure out what it is! I've poked it, shaken it and I still have no clue what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one who gave me that five hundred fifty puzzle, so whatever's in there... o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Santa Claus, I couldn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;really... should i open it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8263384065749777766?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8263384065749777766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-9-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8263384065749777766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8263384065749777766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-9-2011.html' title='December 9, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7OaNbB6ZWuA/TuILSIL0auI/AAAAAAAAAhs/e7NFXvn7ltk/s72-c/DSC07412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8577862134076559014</id><published>2011-12-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:49:54.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>December 8, 2011</title><content type='html'>There's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; one question I'd love to avoid answering, and I bet a lot of guys or boyfriends would agree with me, it's when a girl asks, "Do I look fat in this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am struck speechless 'cause it's when you actually look at everything. I'm not saying in a perverted way, hell no. I'm saying that it's when the glass suddenly shatters and then BAM! You see a little somethin' somethin' hanging here, there or somewhere and I'm like. Oh no... I gotta answer honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not ask this question. EVER! It's like torture to the person you're asking it to. Whenever I'm asked this question, I can't answer fast enough to pull it off as, "Yea, you don't look fat." 'Cause I pause and actually look and give my honest answer... as much as I'd want to lie, I choose not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why the sudden topic about weight? It's because it's come to my attention that Christmas is nearing. And when it's Christmas, we can't help but eat a lot. Christmas cookies, Christmas coffees, Noche Buena. It's like we're going into hibernation, which we're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPO6XQunZt0/TuC_vPTJ7PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yJqxeHz3TBM/s1600/DSC07403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPO6XQunZt0/TuC_vPTJ7PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yJqxeHz3TBM/s320/DSC07403.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Empty Christmas Cookie Jars~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yeap, we couldn't wait for Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How exactly does this help you be happy, Ana? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(When I want to piss off my brother, I use this imaginary host to ask me questions and I answer honestly and frankly.)&lt;/span&gt; Well, I've lost four pounds since after my birthday. So now, I weigh at a hundred and four pounds at five feet flat. That's a normal on the BMI thing. Despite the Christmas coffees and treats I've spent on in Starbucks. Hopefully, I maintain that good BMI throughout the season of giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep healthy everyone!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i DO eat every single food item i've posted on my blog + most of the Starbucks coffee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8577862134076559014?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8577862134076559014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-8-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8577862134076559014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8577862134076559014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-8-2011.html' title='December 8, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPO6XQunZt0/TuC_vPTJ7PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yJqxeHz3TBM/s72-c/DSC07403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7839983072241603606</id><published>2011-12-07T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T21:25:42.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 7, 2011</title><content type='html'>You know what's amazing? Surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually complain a lot about not having a seatmate when I ride a bus. Sometimes, I think people are scared of me or something. But, today was different! The second a rode the bus, this lady walks up and down the aisle looking for a place to sit (the bus wasn't full yet) then she sits next to me. When the bus started, she gave me this booklet. Now, I don't talk to strangers unless they're on omegle, but I was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnPH8QXBK9o/Tt9gYTm6KeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/GBPvGgJEK0A/s1600/DSC07402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnPH8QXBK9o/Tt9gYTm6KeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/GBPvGgJEK0A/s320/DSC07402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: First Surprise!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uh... thanks."&lt;br /&gt;Nice Lady: "You should have it 'cause there are parts here about entertainment and yea." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I think she thought I didn't understand Filipino.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uhm, may babayaran ba ako?"&lt;br /&gt;Nice Lady: "Wala, kung interested ka, pwede ka mag-subscribe, free naman."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "May survey ba or something?"&lt;br /&gt;Nice Lady: "Wala, wala"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I go to sleep. 'Cause if I didn't sleep in the bus, I'd sleep during the symposium then BOOM! EXAM FAILED. The talk wasn't &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;boring, just the information was waaayy too much. And now, I have to write about it... WHUUUT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khuVLiQ_QSg/Tt9g8h0D8NI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VJ1ltCgQLFo/s1600/DSC07373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khuVLiQ_QSg/Tt9g8h0D8NI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VJ1ltCgQLFo/s320/DSC07373.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another surprise would come in much much later at five-thirty pm. Me and Arvie were about to go our separate ways since the Mass and symposium was over. But, the priest said there was free ice cream for everyone who attended the Mass. We weren't really going for that but I passed by it and yea, I SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEjXWID5VZA/Tt9gt5V6SKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/OzPOul6tobI/s1600/DSC07388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEjXWID5VZA/Tt9gt5V6SKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/OzPOul6tobI/s320/DSC07388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I've never stayed long in DLSU because I live too far away to spend too much time there. So, it came to me as a shock when the Christmas lights opened and it looks so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlYAr9yWdbI/Tt9nlsl-rsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/rmNvPPxIh54/s1600/DSC07390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlYAr9yWdbI/Tt9nlsl-rsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/rmNvPPxIh54/s320/DSC07390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxDbN82WXZA/Tt9ntANoomI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MXrUFgwNEpE/s1600/DSC07393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxDbN82WXZA/Tt9ntANoomI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MXrUFgwNEpE/s320/DSC07393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So yea, I celebrated the Immaculate Conception a bit earlier than most because the opportunity presented itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TSdqdfLTJCY/Tt9n01Q79zI/AAAAAAAAAhc/6y4TRAcExDQ/s1600/DSC07395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TSdqdfLTJCY/Tt9n01Q79zI/AAAAAAAAAhc/6y4TRAcExDQ/s320/DSC07395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an ex-president of Legion of Mary, I approve this message. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days of the term, let's go out with a BANG!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;seriously, my head hurts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7839983072241603606?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7839983072241603606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-7-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7839983072241603606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7839983072241603606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-7-2011.html' title='December 7, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnPH8QXBK9o/Tt9gYTm6KeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/GBPvGgJEK0A/s72-c/DSC07402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5636833404565509757</id><published>2011-12-06T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:52:33.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>December 6, 2011</title><content type='html'>Thinking of what makes you happy, generally lifts up your spirits. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DjYZiZTMFs/Tt4J5kBAf9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/hfRmJi3lZPM/s1600/DSC07329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DjYZiZTMFs/Tt4J5kBAf9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/hfRmJi3lZPM/s320/DSC07329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Happy Place~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bp6fkyt0trA/Tt4KiHmX4LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9A7HDwvT3_s/s1600/DSC07330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bp6fkyt0trA/Tt4KiHmX4LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9A7HDwvT3_s/s320/DSC07330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxUQLlD8bJY/Tt4LGz16vFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/876eRWbgRv4/s1600/DSC07331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxUQLlD8bJY/Tt4LGz16vFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/876eRWbgRv4/s320/DSC07331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I started this things that make me happy, I've been really happier than I usually am. I could probably say that because it &lt;b&gt;IS &lt;/b&gt;actually the beginning of the LaSallian Hell Week, and I'm not even feeling it. Or, maybe it's because I finished most of my stuff earlier than I should have. Benefits of a workaholic? That certain place in DLSU makes me happy, for the reason that it's so calm and cool right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tell me that I don't seem to study anymore because I update my blog daily. It does take long since I make sure that the pictures I upload here are good enough, and that takes me more or less an hour. And, the actual write up takes at least thirty minutes with editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ah9Ih9Xjw9k/Tt4M7h-PwUI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8FB11tH9h4E/s1600/DSC07334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ah9Ih9Xjw9k/Tt4M7h-PwUI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8FB11tH9h4E/s320/DSC07334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLA_9Fl05ZE/Tt4MUONOpyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/elTA5rmwhE4/s1600/DSC07333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLA_9Fl05ZE/Tt4MUONOpyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/elTA5rmwhE4/s320/DSC07333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't like studying a lot but I love creating projects. Terminologies and stuff like that was never my thing, I like applying what I learned and what I know to make something like easier and much more fun to look at. Thus, my love for randomly making doodads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm trying to make my hair wavy for tomorrow. Hopefully it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my own movie,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;actually it's just my imagination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5636833404565509757?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5636833404565509757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-6-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5636833404565509757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5636833404565509757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-6-2011.html' title='December 6, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DjYZiZTMFs/Tt4J5kBAf9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/hfRmJi3lZPM/s72-c/DSC07329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1049413924026593118</id><published>2011-12-05T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:38:59.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 5, 2011</title><content type='html'>Everybody has their own addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNTKarQtPHQ/TtzF3anYn6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/YQT2RPLeWxg/s1600/DSC07301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNTKarQtPHQ/TtzF3anYn6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/YQT2RPLeWxg/s320/DSC07301.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Parisian Charm Bracelet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtT4Vm9raNk/TtzF_exT54I/AAAAAAAAAf0/cemB5cC9NSI/s1600/DSC07307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtT4Vm9raNk/TtzF_exT54I/AAAAAAAAAf0/cemB5cC9NSI/s320/DSC07307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EymJUnh83QM/TtzFtdjeoBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RqyIBBIUswk/s1600/DSC07293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EymJUnh83QM/TtzFtdjeoBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RqyIBBIUswk/s320/DSC07293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mine, it's these really chunky bracelets filled with random charms. I didn't learn about this on my own. My very first charm bracelet was from my best friend back in... I think first year highschool. It's rusty but it could still be worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, each and every one has their own story. I love stories. But, yeah, I'm not going for that &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;How to shop for stuff...&lt;/span&gt; in my opinion:&lt;br /&gt;Pick something that's &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyone has their own style.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that it's something &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not something you think people will find cool, 'cause you're wearing it, not them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should positively look good on &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;! (or tastes good if it's food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obviously.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, stay on &lt;b&gt;budget&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Cause I'm still under an allowance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;buy anything unless I've thought twice about it so I am still in a bit of a shock for my new charm bracelet. If you're wondering where the hell I found this, it's not from a branded store. I call it a lucky find. Because, it's one of a kind. Well, at least that's what the saleslady told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm still not getting over how weird my hair is.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Very very excited. When are you going to open New Wing?! #AlabangTownCenter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1049413924026593118?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1049413924026593118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-5-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1049413924026593118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1049413924026593118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-5-2011.html' title='December 5, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNTKarQtPHQ/TtzF3anYn6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/YQT2RPLeWxg/s72-c/DSC07301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6892748889936644004</id><published>2011-12-05T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:23:37.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 4, 2011</title><content type='html'>Rainy December morning = forever asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I couldn't appreciate the bed weather 'cause we spontaneously thought, "Let's go to the salon!" And, spend money on our hair that will grow in two weeks. I love it when I get a hair spa, it's just so cool and refreshing. Plus, I was texting with April the whole time, I was so sabaw (kinda like being random) that I couldn't get my facts straight when someone texted me an accounting problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we stayed in the salon for more or less three hours. Yes, THREE HOURS worth of just doing stuff to our hair. In the end though, I must say I've never had my hair look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGY9PbW4WVE/TtueERNrCzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/gbVg4QzvJys/s1600/DSC07281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGY9PbW4WVE/TtueERNrCzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/gbVg4QzvJys/s320/DSC07281.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Highlights~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Ana! Your hair just lost its virginity to a bunch of highlights. Everyone told me that the color wouldn't stick to my hair that much, my hair thought it'd be fun to mess with their minds. So yea, the highlights are stronger than I thought they'd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People watch The Road. See, I like horror movies with a twist and this one in particular I still can't piece together. Either I'm really confused by everything or it really is confusing. Someone please explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to sleep in my own room,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my hair!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6892748889936644004?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6892748889936644004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-4-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6892748889936644004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6892748889936644004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-4-2011.html' title='December 4, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGY9PbW4WVE/TtueERNrCzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/gbVg4QzvJys/s72-c/DSC07281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3799645087303097151</id><published>2011-12-03T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:36:41.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 3, 2011</title><content type='html'>I am now on omegle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYH0Ij7Is-k/TtopvhvNHQI/AAAAAAAAAfM/p3zNOMO0CnI/s1600/DSC07267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYH0Ij7Is-k/TtopvhvNHQI/AAAAAAAAAfM/p3zNOMO0CnI/s320/DSC07267.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: My Business Phone~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the "what makes AnaRay happy", I love my cellphone.&amp;nbsp;It has the power to open Word Docs, Powerpoints and Excels.&amp;nbsp;It's not the most high tech. And, it doesn't even &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;games. But still, I love my phone. To all my friends they know that it &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS &lt;/i&gt;my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had around I think five cellphones. No, I've never lost a cellphone but my mom just thinks that I should get a new and better one. Each cellphone has it's unique story, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first cellphone, I forgot inside the mall. I went back to get it thirty minutes later and you know what? No one stole it! Thank God, 'cause my parents would've been so mad. &lt;b&gt;The phone that was left in the mall.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.extragsm.com/images/phone/big/Sony%20Ericsson/T100/Sony-Ericsson-T100-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.extragsm.com/images/phone/big/Sony%20Ericsson/T100/Sony-Ericsson-T100-01.jpg" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found my very first cellphone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second cellphone, this is the evil one. I was so desperate on answering an English test that I texted a friend of mine to tell me the answer. She replied. &lt;b&gt;The phone that helped me cheat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third cellphone, this is the most durable one. I have thrown it. I have dropped it in water and placed it in rice to get it to dry off. &lt;b&gt;The phone that would never break. &lt;/b&gt;It is still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fourth cellphone, the batteries are always dead. &lt;b&gt;The phone that's always asleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fifth cellphone. The one I have right now. Okay, it's a bit ironic but the person who "stole" my cellphone, got her phone stolen for real. Anyway, see my phone is like my life in a PYT. And when Mel "stole" it, I went totally crazy because my phone hadn't celebrated it's 1st birthday yet, and all my files were in there, and I thought the person who stole it would have my bill go off the roof. I called. I texted. I had it cut off. Then, someone on Facebook tells me. "Ana, me has your phone." I screamed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;The phone that is always about business.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read the bold words, there's always one person we know that's like that. What's your phone like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebooking on my phone,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;at least it has wi-fi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3799645087303097151?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3799645087303097151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-3-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3799645087303097151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3799645087303097151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-3-2011.html' title='December 3, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYH0Ij7Is-k/TtopvhvNHQI/AAAAAAAAAfM/p3zNOMO0CnI/s72-c/DSC07267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1146352504765676265</id><published>2011-12-02T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T21:41:06.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>December 2, 2011</title><content type='html'>It's the second day of December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty things. These are the second in the twenty five things that make me happy. So what defines pretty, well anything really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xscn8n9rmU/TtjSQtftQ2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/BG136Axrekk/s1600/DSC07255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xscn8n9rmU/TtjSQtftQ2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/BG136Axrekk/s320/DSC07255.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Pretty-fier~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The easiest treatment for the face. Seriously, all you have to do is leave it on your face overnight and then rinse it off tomorrow. Then, magic! my face feels like it's been totally pampered and it's all smooth and soft. What's so good about it is that I bought this for like I think around five hundred pesos, but it's so big and yea, I've tried it before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, if you just wanna give it one go. Like have a trial version of it, they're &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt; masks that you place on your face for like twenty-thirty minutes, or until the moisturizing mask is dry. It's a one time use and usually they just come in for free. But, they totally pamper your face for like two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-pezY3BN1o/TtjUy3l7NfI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ih_wt9ewGVI/s1600/DSC07266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-pezY3BN1o/TtjUy3l7NfI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ih_wt9ewGVI/s320/DSC07266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm, it's a girly post... yes. I'll show something else next time. I don't want this to be too much on the girly side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What good deed have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uvvv21gtlNw/TtjUrmf99KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pmM1hzSbHxs/s1600/DSC07265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uvvv21gtlNw/TtjUrmf99KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pmM1hzSbHxs/s320/DSC07265.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS TREDTRI is the course code for our Bible Studies Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My guitar and my brother's saxophone, fighting for music dominance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Practicing 'cause I have an "exam" tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AnaRay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;love me tender!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8099911134557596432-1146352504765676265?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1146352504765676265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-2-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1146352504765676265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1146352504765676265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-2-2011.html' title='December 2, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xscn8n9rmU/TtjSQtftQ2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/BG136Axrekk/s72-c/DSC07255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6588845807598879302</id><published>2011-12-01T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:03:56.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>December 1, 2011</title><content type='html'>It's beginning to look like Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your Christmas decorations up? We... don't. Our house is under renovation (painting the walls) so the decor has to wait for a few days or a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think since it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the first day of Christmas, I'll show you random items that make me happy. They're the little things that aren't expensive but make me smile. The first of twenty-five is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOOD! *applause*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved takoyaki but this specific one is the one that started it all. I remember when I was a kid I'd burn my tongue when eating it because I was too excited to eat the yummy-ness that is the Samurai Takoyaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UI0pg-wJAP0/Ttd6MJhUOAI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5W-J1Urbs8o/s1600/DSC07258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UI0pg-wJAP0/Ttd6MJhUOAI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5W-J1Urbs8o/s320/DSC07258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Samurai Takoyaki~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCjIssZvy7I/Ttd6SzaZpuI/AAAAAAAAAec/dHPCdc54-p0/s1600/DSC07261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCjIssZvy7I/Ttd6SzaZpuI/AAAAAAAAAec/dHPCdc54-p0/s320/DSC07261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in second is a doughnut. It's a Christmas doughnut from Krispy Kreme. I don't like it when it's too sweet so I always end up with the normal ones, ie glazed and dipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AimxA8ljw-Q/Ttd6gI_VuQI/AAAAAAAAAek/airx8qUUQwY/s1600/DSC07250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AimxA8ljw-Q/Ttd6gI_VuQI/AAAAAAAAAek/airx8qUUQwY/s320/DSC07250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third is a cookie. I like eating cookies &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'SPECIALLY&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;with milk. It's so sad when you have like a box of cookies with no milk in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-rqy4u8Sf0/Ttd61o4rY8I/AAAAAAAAAes/CZzLKSnDL0M/s1600/DSC07262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-rqy4u8Sf0/Ttd61o4rY8I/AAAAAAAAAes/CZzLKSnDL0M/s320/DSC07262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I forget to take a picture first that's why there are already bite marks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a coming! Send your wishlist to Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have two weeks worth of classes left.&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i forget how to sing jingle bells because of jingle bell rock.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6588845807598879302?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6588845807598879302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-1-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6588845807598879302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6588845807598879302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-1-2011.html' title='December 1, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UI0pg-wJAP0/Ttd6MJhUOAI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5W-J1Urbs8o/s72-c/DSC07258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5478812891210559876</id><published>2011-11-30T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:11:03.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 30, 2011</title><content type='html'>Happy Wednesday to all! It's a holiday have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I am one of those people that go to omegle to ask strangers stupid questions. Usually, they just leave the conversation but there are some out there who make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CAUTION: It's not censored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNdZm-frFVQ/TtYw94CTynI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aCLZVnPiyj8/s1600/omegle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNdZm-frFVQ/TtYw94CTynI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aCLZVnPiyj8/s320/omegle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Spectator just got pwnd~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgUrnMyBTrk/TtYxBTjjDmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2synqzJlGUc/s1600/omegle3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgUrnMyBTrk/TtYxBTjjDmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2synqzJlGUc/s320/omegle3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Confusing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRB9rr0KKhQ/TtYw_bKit7I/AAAAAAAAAeE/Odz80UbCp4s/s1600/omegle2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRB9rr0KKhQ/TtYw_bKit7I/AAAAAAAAAeE/Odz80UbCp4s/s320/omegle2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~i &amp;lt;3 u~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOL. Yes, I am the worst spectator on omegle because I do ask stupid questions. I rarely go on video or chat, I just like seeing what people's reaction will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate working on papers... &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;if it's some case analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness on the works,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm busy. very busy. damn damn damn. i'm busy. damn busy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5478812891210559876?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5478812891210559876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-30-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5478812891210559876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5478812891210559876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-30-2011.html' title='November 30, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNdZm-frFVQ/TtYw94CTynI/AAAAAAAAAd8/aCLZVnPiyj8/s72-c/omegle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-870061693985321623</id><published>2011-11-29T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:04:16.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 29, 2011</title><content type='html'>I want to show you all a little something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdv1wUJLPqI/TtTi7T6wznI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tUZNQRYjDv8/s1600/DSC07236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdv1wUJLPqI/TtTi7T6wznI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tUZNQRYjDv8/s320/DSC07236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Bobble~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFdLH3kqVVQ/TtTjPXwqVvI/AAAAAAAAAds/Hpp4EYMzjfo/s1600/DSC07238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFdLH3kqVVQ/TtTjPXwqVvI/AAAAAAAAAds/Hpp4EYMzjfo/s320/DSC07238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6uYzPnOQ9I/TtTjkPvhFvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/4eGA3bTLaoU/s1600/DSC07239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6uYzPnOQ9I/TtTjkPvhFvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/4eGA3bTLaoU/s320/DSC07239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DAH! It's to make it more personalized and no one else can have it. She looks like a "Bobble" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so free today. Like, I could just lie down on my bed and just chill. This is coming from a girl who has only two weeks left 'til the end of the term. Basically, all the stuff that I have to do it's more or less done or something and I just wanna feel that it's almost over and Christmas will just be around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be tackling all my requirements but that isn't what's important right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I just have to tell you guys that Asian movies really make me feel what the characters feel. I watched this movie earlier titled, My 11th Mother. God, I think I cried a handful of times. And, I &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; cry when I watch movies, it was so sad, frustrating, sweet &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and all the drama&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; just wrapped into one movie. Don't read the next part if you plan to watch the movie: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;it does not have a happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;. But, they also make me laugh. I remember watching Sophie's Revenge, a chick-flick, everyday for the week it was shown on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely watch movies on HBO and StarMovies but I keep on wasting my time on Red Channel, and telenovelas on KBS World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian much? A bit...&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know my art is very toon-ish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-870061693985321623?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/870061693985321623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-29-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/870061693985321623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/870061693985321623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-29-2011.html' title='November 29, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cdv1wUJLPqI/TtTi7T6wznI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tUZNQRYjDv8/s72-c/DSC07236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5588348424250984507</id><published>2011-11-28T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:35:13.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 28, 2011</title><content type='html'>Today was the first and last day of the shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMoujjOGv0U/TtOJzHl6C3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/GbEyoaRUQrw/s1600/Snapshot+-+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMoujjOGv0U/TtOJzHl6C3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/GbEyoaRUQrw/s320/Snapshot+-+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Scene 1 - Professor~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as our finals for Art class we had to produce a music video using a classical piece that was assigned to us. And, from a bunch of papers, our leader ended up pulling out the classical violin piece of A. Bazzini's Round of the Goblins/Dance of the Goblins. I am not the star of this music video but I come out on a lot of different and random scenes. So, up there is one of my characters, an art professor teaching a bunch of students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2QsbG4Ju18/TtOKlQzrNpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/dKi39J6jmEo/s1600/Snapshot+-+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2QsbG4Ju18/TtOKlQzrNpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/dKi39J6jmEo/s320/Snapshot+-+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I am a random student along with others trying to encourage a fellow student to vote at the upcoming elections. Or, something like that. If you're from La Salle, then you know that the four colors represent two teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqkUy3Xhq8k/TtOLKAwdAeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/gkuJnJwp_kM/s1600/Snapshot+-+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqkUy3Xhq8k/TtOLKAwdAeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/gkuJnJwp_kM/s320/Snapshot+-+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, that's me the little girl in black exiting the 18th floor. All of this took place in the span of I think two or more hours and needing a hell of a lot of change in scenes because the storyline demanded it. We did a lot of running, I had to do three costume changes because I'm the only girl to be seen in the video. In order to show that I'm not just one person I had to portray three persons with three costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGYxxKr9by0/TtOMuXAOyVI/AAAAAAAAAdU/lzk7LPeO-co/s1600/DSC07228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGYxxKr9by0/TtOMuXAOyVI/AAAAAAAAAdU/lzk7LPeO-co/s320/DSC07228.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xflBYOpZHlY/TtONG9TigVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/oVMHaiWKTKw/s1600/DSC07232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xflBYOpZHlY/TtONG9TigVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/oVMHaiWKTKw/s320/DSC07232.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~My thinking shocked face aka the WTH?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, all that shooting. I still had my speech class and I was lucky enough to be one of the people to debate already so my topic is listed as number 1. And, I belonged to the opposition side, who won? Results aren't out 'til next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most tiring Monday of this term,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think i just heard my back snap&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5588348424250984507?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5588348424250984507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-28-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5588348424250984507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5588348424250984507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-28-2011.html' title='November 28, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMoujjOGv0U/TtOJzHl6C3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/GbEyoaRUQrw/s72-c/Snapshot+-+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7008109033938853677</id><published>2011-11-27T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:59:03.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 27, 2011</title><content type='html'>My mother just called me ugly... well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, whenever we talk at the dinner table, it gets as random as it gets. And, naturally we go to talking about how I have a nonexistent&amp;nbsp;love life and my brother does, how my brother looks good and I don't, and lastly, the &lt;i&gt;back in my day&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;from my parents. You think it would be all smiles, well it usually is but sometimes it gets personal. I don't tell them because well... I dunno. I happen to have the tendency to be pushed over, and I don't care? Well, I do yet I don't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! How the hell does your mother call you unpretty in a helpful way. My mom just said it like this, keep in mind that she is totally honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bakit si Luis laging nasasabihan ng gwapo? Ako hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Why do people always think Luis is handsome? And, me never.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Eh, mag-ayos ka kasi. Anong gusto mo natural ka lang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Learn to fix yourself. Do you want to just go natural?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis: Hindi nga ako nag-aayos eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I don't fix myself.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Yea.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: &lt;i&gt;laughs&lt;/i&gt; Kung hindi makuha sa natural kunin mo sa scientific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(If you can't get it naturally, get it scientifically.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Scientific o Cosmetic?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Pareho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Both.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, point to my mom. I rarely do fix myself up because I like feeling comfortable. I hate wearing clothes that do look fashionable but I have to pull up the neckline or wear layers just so I could feel comfortable. I don't like make up because I have a feeling that I'll be allergic or something. I like simplicity, you know... It's easy, comfortable and it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I LOVE MY MOM. But, she's gonna hate me if/when she reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'll do. I promise to &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to fix myself. Define fix: the whole package including make-up, fashionable clothes, moisturizers and lotions &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I hate doing these 'cause they feel sticky)&lt;/span&gt;, and my hair (my mom always told me to brush my hair a thousand times but I always stop at fifty). Yeap, I'm eighteen and, I know I should have started this when I hit like sixteen or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Props to bubzbeauty from YouTube because I took her no make up make up tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKvARitJ3oA/TtJFIwJAwnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/PEpjgvMw8Nw/s1600/DSC07183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKvARitJ3oA/TtJFIwJAwnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/PEpjgvMw8Nw/s320/DSC07183.JPG" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Not my Style~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAH, this is so not my style. From the shirt, to the hair to the make up... Really, I don't do this often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be pretty,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just like her i wanna be pretty, don't lie to my face 'cause i know i'm ugly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7008109033938853677?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7008109033938853677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-27-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7008109033938853677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7008109033938853677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-27-2011.html' title='November 27, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKvARitJ3oA/TtJFIwJAwnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/PEpjgvMw8Nw/s72-c/DSC07183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3234990645055995192</id><published>2011-11-26T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T21:20:25.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>November 26. 2011</title><content type='html'>My fingers hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kbTlIb2gjCI/TtDh4c6ZnVI/AAAAAAAAAck/A4jZGGRZv9U/s1600/DSC07166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kbTlIb2gjCI/TtDh4c6ZnVI/AAAAAAAAAck/A4jZGGRZv9U/s320/DSC07166.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Guitar Learning Stuff~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I will now share with all of you, I am really planning on making good with these guitar lessons because there are certain songs I wanna learn how to play like 2NE1's Lonely, the way it just plays it's so sad... but it's so awesome. And, I wanna learn silly songs like from Mamma Mia and yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so having the idea to pursue playing a guitar didn't come out of the blue... Believe it or not, it came from Youtube, I've always watched the guys from YTF, Kina Grannis, but the one who made me really want to have lessons was Sungha Jung. Look him up, he plays it really good. Like... O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DtytJCm2Jc/TtDhxZ72yaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/wlvXaEeBiuE/s1600/DSC07163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DtytJCm2Jc/TtDhxZ72yaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/wlvXaEeBiuE/s320/DSC07163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Reaching for A chord~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, before getting there I have to practice. My brother is also practicing his saxophone since he wants to play a full piece before Christmas I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a piece of wedding cake and found the "fortune" stuck in it. I've researched and it's actually called a cake pulls(?) or wedding pulls(?). Long story short, you pull it out of the cake and read your fortune. And I got this... cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY1V7CuwFlI/TtDh_qCicJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/96cBusKUUT8/s1600/DSC07168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY1V7CuwFlI/TtDh_qCicJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/96cBusKUUT8/s320/DSC07168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Something's in my piece of cake~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this fortune thingy does NOT lie to me. Oh god... I sound fu-nking desperate. But, I'm not... well, I think I'm not. Gah! Shutting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just letting the guitar do whatever,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cupcakes. cakes. cookies. CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3234990645055995192?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3234990645055995192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-26-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3234990645055995192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3234990645055995192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-26-2011.html' title='November 26. 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kbTlIb2gjCI/TtDh4c6ZnVI/AAAAAAAAAck/A4jZGGRZv9U/s72-c/DSC07166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6386141399416056820</id><published>2011-11-25T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:32:40.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 25, 2011</title><content type='html'>After spending spending a thousand pesos for coffee... It's HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KT5F_gjYXxM/Ts-cHQx1zxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5CSxy_5E5gw/s1600/DSC07113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KT5F_gjYXxM/Ts-cHQx1zxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5CSxy_5E5gw/s320/DSC07113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Cherry Starbucks Planner 2012~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBYgQtOhyM8/Ts-cQ04MgLI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j1uEXotpZi4/s1600/DSC07115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBYgQtOhyM8/Ts-cQ04MgLI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j1uEXotpZi4/s320/DSC07115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ4oWqnkp_U/Ts-cgoB7YQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/XMRi-kk0JME/s1600/DSC07124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ4oWqnkp_U/Ts-cgoB7YQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/XMRi-kk0JME/s320/DSC07124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6_JYuS985s/Ts-coDijxlI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9YfeM9PXh5A/s1600/DSC07127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6_JYuS985s/Ts-coDijxlI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9YfeM9PXh5A/s320/DSC07127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuSJ14n3bkg/Ts-cwYscxbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vOdUMDYkjLA/s1600/DSC07129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuSJ14n3bkg/Ts-cwYscxbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vOdUMDYkjLA/s320/DSC07129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I spent around one thousand thirty five pesos (1,035.00) to get this planner. So now, all I have to do is wait for December so I can start writing on the dates. I like it, it's much simpler and easier to bring around than that of my older ones but it's 'cause those were really festive in design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I invest so much on these things is because I really like making lists. You all know the kinds like to-do list, shopping lists... and all them. And, it gives me a lot of space to draw stuff around it. I'm actually planning on carving the wood part with some tic tac toe, or my name, just something to personalize it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhTz5UTPQm0/Ts-gJLWg98I/AAAAAAAAAb0/OTzWEsdcZ5E/s1600/DSC07135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhTz5UTPQm0/Ts-gJLWg98I/AAAAAAAAAb0/OTzWEsdcZ5E/s320/DSC07135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, tomorrow will be my second day of guitar lessons and, I promise to bring my camera. I'm trying to play Jingle Bells, which honestly sound awful because I'm so slow and I keep on messing up but... at least I'm practicing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qoCk2AmtxM/Ts-gQU1Eu3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/v-imPm9REBA/s1600/DSC07133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qoCk2AmtxM/Ts-gQU1Eu3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/v-imPm9REBA/s320/DSC07133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair looks like a pineapple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4sp0vDTxh_4/Ts-knWKpKwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/oMzB_Ry6qg8/s1600/DSC07146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4sp0vDTxh_4/Ts-knWKpKwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/oMzB_Ry6qg8/s320/DSC07146.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Well, at least I think it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Playing with my hair,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6386141399416056820?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6386141399416056820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-25-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6386141399416056820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6386141399416056820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-25-2011.html' title='November 25, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KT5F_gjYXxM/Ts-cHQx1zxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5CSxy_5E5gw/s72-c/DSC07113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-1465220097417933594</id><published>2011-11-24T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:04:33.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 24, 2011</title><content type='html'>And, I thought I was gonna be really bored today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures and video came from my first class. We rarely have these kinds of exercises because it's usually a bit more on the reporting and watching a movie. So yea, lucky enough I had the camera with me and boom! The goal is to have the highest, sturdiest and most creative tower made purely of paper. The first one is from our group and it's really sturdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXlYL-7dfuA/Ts40-bHLczI/AAAAAAAAAaM/amPThPH8HaU/s1600/DSC07074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXlYL-7dfuA/Ts40-bHLczI/AAAAAAAAAaM/amPThPH8HaU/s320/DSC07074.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Sturdiest Tower: Leaning Tower of Hershey's~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae1b56796ef78e5b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae1b56796ef78e5b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333047130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEF8CB6D24DB28A03F4EB2C9515E965AC53805CD.7AB26C5C2F34645B3F03B0D37519B7525B11A8C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae1b56796ef78e5b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyhDLUAfdJAcjlP0kaJxqIWqM7QM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae1b56796ef78e5b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333047130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEF8CB6D24DB28A03F4EB2C9515E965AC53805CD.7AB26C5C2F34645B3F03B0D37519B7525B11A8C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae1b56796ef78e5b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyhDLUAfdJAcjlP0kaJxqIWqM7QM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud to say that I belong in this class. It takes away all the seriousness of the other college classes like accounting. Oh, all the other groups,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5TJdwEIkYrA/Ts41SWdYVNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/QgxrPtrHUpE/s1600/DSC07075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5TJdwEIkYrA/Ts41SWdYVNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/QgxrPtrHUpE/s320/DSC07075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~People's Choice: Fallen Tower of Wasabi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-GrxELJn5I/Ts41mMhZPKI/AAAAAAAAAac/k3MeIHllP_k/s1600/DSC07076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-GrxELJn5I/Ts41mMhZPKI/AAAAAAAAAac/k3MeIHllP_k/s320/DSC07076.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Most Creative: Man Sculpture of Perfect Package~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMbIzJiZ0vI/Ts4142eUZbI/AAAAAAAAAak/DQP2g50NI1g/s1600/DSC07077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMbIzJiZ0vI/Ts4142eUZbI/AAAAAAAAAak/DQP2g50NI1g/s320/DSC07077.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Tallest Tower: Chicboy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as usual I have my speech class. And look at the topic for the debate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2NCZgjg7EE/Ts42Si8dPJI/AAAAAAAAAa0/QwmbpEtm5Y8/s1600/DSC07106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2NCZgjg7EE/Ts42Si8dPJI/AAAAAAAAAa0/QwmbpEtm5Y8/s320/DSC07106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~The topic for today?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And, the debate teams to face-off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ojlB8775cI/Ts42Yx7MRZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/hwLoGuIppRk/s1600/DSC07107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ojlB8775cI/Ts42Yx7MRZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/hwLoGuIppRk/s320/DSC07107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Face-off!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. None of them could take the debate seriously. It sounded so Disney-esque when they were answering stuff like "Be yourself" and stuff. The girls didn't have it easy as well, they're statement was... I think... You can find true love online. They were like, daaamn. Me? Well, I'm their judge. Mwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling with the punches,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when I'm with you, life is bumpy like a roller coaster ride...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-1465220097417933594?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/1465220097417933594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-24-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1465220097417933594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/1465220097417933594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-24-2011.html' title='November 24, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXlYL-7dfuA/Ts40-bHLczI/AAAAAAAAAaM/amPThPH8HaU/s72-c/DSC07074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4220479108798273870</id><published>2011-11-23T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:49:57.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 23, 2011</title><content type='html'>One of the best days ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I graduated high school, I wanted to have three things: my own laptop, a guitar I could play and my own bookshelf. I can now proudly say that I have all three! WOOOOH! I shall introduce to you my lovelies. Bookcase is obviously the bookcase. But, my guitar's name will be... GRR. Meaning Gypsy Rose Ray, Gypsy Rose is the brand name of the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj0_61F0eY4/Tsz242G3hXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/X405zTw3lTo/s1600/DSC07072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj0_61F0eY4/Tsz242G3hXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/X405zTw3lTo/s320/DSC07072.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Genie just granted my three wishes!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, remember that painting I was doing yesterday? It's finished &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(well, it needs a bit of a touch up but it's finished)&lt;/span&gt;!!! All thanks to my awesome groupmates who had amazing ideas to make the painting more creative and it will really grab your attention... hopefully. We all had fun painting it except when our leader, Iyne, accidentally had a bloody red streak cross to the yellow highlights. Thank God, another groupmate of ours was able to fix so, claps for Jia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBOT_c94y0/Tsz2NtMriqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/aFfxN_WjOXQ/s1600/DSC07063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBOT_c94y0/Tsz2NtMriqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/aFfxN_WjOXQ/s320/DSC07063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Leader Iyne~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After painting for three hours... I'm still wondering why it took us three hours because there were eight of us painting... we all went our separate ways because it was essentially done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dafiVXSQtbc/Tsz2iUd_iWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lzBNOzNQu_E/s1600/DSC07071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dafiVXSQtbc/Tsz2iUd_iWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lzBNOzNQu_E/s320/DSC07071.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Just needs some touching up~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;day wasn't over since my dad enrolled me to have guitar lessons. I know, I just had to act on it when everything else is a bit stressful but I &lt;i&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that music can de-stress a person 'SPECIALLY if it's classical. So yea, I chose classical guitar lessons meaning songs like Romance de Amour and amazing shi-... stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was to entranced by having the lesson that I spaced out on taking a picture of me actually doing it. T_T But, next time I will take a picture and my brother will be "with" me, he has &lt;i&gt;"lessons"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;( I put these "" things because he already knows how to play he just needs someone to clean up and stuff) before me around 3-ish. Mine's at five so yea... I have to wait for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a great day. That, I don't mind that I've missed half of Glee. I'm no Glee fan but their songs that are like mash-ups? Yea, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to reach the different frets on the guitar,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;listening to a guitar cover by Sungha Jung.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;also learning Jingle Bells.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4220479108798273870?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4220479108798273870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-23-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4220479108798273870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4220479108798273870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-23-2011.html' title='November 23, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj0_61F0eY4/Tsz242G3hXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/X405zTw3lTo/s72-c/DSC07072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5842336836787035226</id><published>2011-11-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:39:59.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 22, 2011</title><content type='html'>The date today is so cute. 11/22/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a surprise from my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZAvydtb1Fg/TsuvEuThfhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/nEBxVXLKemc/s1600/DSC07054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZAvydtb1Fg/TsuvEuThfhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/nEBxVXLKemc/s320/DSC07054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Big McFlurry?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of those days wherein time moves so slowly but you're having a great time, and I don't want it to end. Our group won in the game show that our fellow Bible Studies classmates made, and we are expecting our prizes on Friday! Thanks to our awesome teammate who shouts out lucky guesses. WOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got to catch up with Jeth and Louie for some cake lovin'. Yuuuum. Just one cup of Starbucks away from my 2012 planner. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I felt like painting. And, I felt as if it was for a really long time because I have the slight inclination to reach "perfection" so it takes a long time for me to be happy with a certain color. So yea, I worked on it for two hours and there isn't much change from the painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look weird when I paint. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxeSzhIgmEY/TsuwJd4_MHI/AAAAAAAAAZM/cgRzYUAuBM8/s1600/DSC07049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxeSzhIgmEY/TsuwJd4_MHI/AAAAAAAAAZM/cgRzYUAuBM8/s320/DSC07049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R56XIlASiWs/TsuwgI31G5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/J6TeCvkrxL8/s1600/DSC07050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R56XIlASiWs/TsuwgI31G5I/AAAAAAAAAZU/J6TeCvkrxL8/s320/DSC07050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_z5DBlbuHw/Tsuw1ApxW3I/AAAAAAAAAZc/h-DfpXhyYjk/s1600/DSC07052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_z5DBlbuHw/Tsuw1ApxW3I/AAAAAAAAAZc/h-DfpXhyYjk/s320/DSC07052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-prtikpXFSzs/Tsuw1w9COaI/AAAAAAAAAZk/FGCKWI1qULU/s1600/image201111220004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-prtikpXFSzs/Tsuw1w9COaI/AAAAAAAAAZk/FGCKWI1qULU/s320/image201111220004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! A surprise guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is0OEWauheE/TsuzJY2IubI/AAAAAAAAAZs/a3RZVxArGew/s1600/image201111220005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is0OEWauheE/TsuzJY2IubI/AAAAAAAAAZs/a3RZVxArGew/s320/image201111220005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Luis has a&amp;nbsp;mustache???~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My brother is complaining about chest hair. He's looking at his chest... right now. -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whuuut?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AnaRay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know life is a mystery. i'm gonna make history&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5842336836787035226?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5842336836787035226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-22-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5842336836787035226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5842336836787035226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-22-2011.html' title='November 22, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZAvydtb1Fg/TsuvEuThfhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/nEBxVXLKemc/s72-c/DSC07054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6357277626560529901</id><published>2011-11-21T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:59:15.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 21, 2011</title><content type='html'>I just hate impromptu speeches when it's about a company I do &lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://winwithkelvinaugusta.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/amway-global-opportunity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://winwithkelvinaugusta.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/amway-global-opportunity.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~The company our team reported on~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whoisjameshicks.com/images/usana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="114" src="http://www.whoisjameshicks.com/images/usana.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Payback on USANA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was payback time. Our professor allowed us to be the one throwing out the questions because only a few of us attended the class. That's because, when you're done giving out your speech you're no longer &lt;i&gt;required&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to attend the other times, unless it's a new kind of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also tell you that the speech laboratory is on the 14th floor (13th really, but because of Feng Shui and the whatnot) and it's at the other side of the block. My next class, which I have ten minutes to get to or else I'm late, is at the other side on the 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is... this is my only form of exercise. I'm too lazy, and too busy to go to gyms and the pool at home is so inviting yet I never have the time to do laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing everything at once,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;papers... suck.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6357277626560529901?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6357277626560529901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-21-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6357277626560529901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6357277626560529901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-21-2011.html' title='November 21, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3459970933591756154</id><published>2011-11-21T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:30:46.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>November 20, 2011</title><content type='html'>Basically, this post will just be about a little restaurant in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60pAYqBZqME/Tso0X1VncuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GHXw_4W14ys/s1600/image680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60pAYqBZqME/Tso0X1VncuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GHXw_4W14ys/s320/image680.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Steakout: Sizzling House~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually really good, considering the price and all. I mean, if you serve me a grilled something on a sizzling plate well, it's gonna be good 'cause I know it'll be hot for a long time. And, I can't exactly say "no" to steak, and food's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, they have these cheese sticks that had jalapenos in them. I hate spicy food, anything that's considered &lt;i&gt;"hot", &lt;/i&gt;I stay away from it. Because, my taste buds are really sensitive to spicy food and I never seem to achieve immunity from it. So, I worked really hard to get most, if not all, of the jalapenos out of the cheese stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate here with the whole household and I was telling our maid to copy the food. Because, she can really copy anything she had tasted, even better when my mom's the one preparing. And so, I'm expecting maybe steaks for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I posted this one late because I was giving Laptoppy a break. I've been using him the whole day and so he deserved a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing the next post,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am closer to my dreams... well, hopefully.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3459970933591756154?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3459970933591756154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-20-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3459970933591756154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3459970933591756154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-20-2011.html' title='November 20, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60pAYqBZqME/Tso0X1VncuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GHXw_4W14ys/s72-c/image680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2531407574594066969</id><published>2011-11-20T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T01:00:47.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>November 19, 2011</title><content type='html'>I just came back from watching Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightguide.com/tg/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://twilightguide.com/tg/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/137.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Breaking Dawn movie poster~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say that it &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;a little bit better than the others, in my opinion. But, way too much on the &lt;i&gt;romantic &lt;/i&gt;scenes. I can't exactly love those kinds of scenes 'cause I feel like they should be kept private. I do get why they showed those scenes, I just don't like watching too much of it. Yet, I have to say that I liked the outfits that Kristen Stewart wore, those were cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sirearevalo.com/wp-content/uploads//2011/10/Soderno-at-Molito_logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://www.sirearevalo.com/wp-content/uploads//2011/10/Soderno-at-Molito_logo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Soderno~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at ten-ish and we were heading to Cafe Breton where they made the best crepes. We didn't end there actually instead we got to Soderno at Molito. I love food very much but some of the things there are a bit overpriced. I can't complain much since it was a bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day considering I got home at one in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calming down the tummy,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;girl's generation make you feel the heat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2531407574594066969?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2531407574594066969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-19-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2531407574594066969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2531407574594066969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-19-2011.html' title='November 19, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5362743921351362122</id><published>2011-11-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:17:33.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 18, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Every time I post here it seems like I'm advertising for Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvpuGyguKg/TsZhYQ3VVjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/n4UU36zIGUA/s1600/DSC07022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvpuGyguKg/TsZhYQ3VVjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/n4UU36zIGUA/s320/DSC07022.JPG" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Snowman Cookie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The truth is, I don't drink coffee... much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I drink a tall cup of coffee-based drinks or espresso, I don't fall asleep for a whole day. And that leads me to... a dead end. I'm sorry, I'm a bit out of the loop today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What's a good topic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas! Oh my god, I can't believe I've never talked about Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas is my favorite time of the year because... it's like... the Superman of all Holidays. It's not about the presents part. I think it's because people are happy, and they can't help it. I don't know what holiday you're having, may it be Christmas,&amp;nbsp;Hanukkah or another, I just hope that all of you are preparing for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here at home, we celebrate Christmas at midnight because of the midnight food. Yum. My only wish is that we have the round ball of cheese, Queso de Bola(?). Leche flan too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;hope&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that this Christmas, I will get the one present that would mean so much to me. So, Santa Baby, could you please pass my quali for me? Because last Christmas, my professor failed me on my class. Hopefully, history will not repeat this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't I have that one thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Life of a bum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AnaRay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;one more week and i'm getting that planner!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5362743921351362122?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5362743921351362122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-18-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5362743921351362122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5362743921351362122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-18-2011.html' title='November 18, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvpuGyguKg/TsZhYQ3VVjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/n4UU36zIGUA/s72-c/DSC07022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-8274521287804844801</id><published>2011-11-17T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:53:50.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 17, 2011</title><content type='html'>How awesome is a double rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-something's wrong with my Internet, I can't post pictures (T_T)-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqI3yb9YQHQ/TsYAaRk8HxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MCeROSGnA88/s1600/DSC07019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqI3yb9YQHQ/TsYAaRk8HxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MCeROSGnA88/s320/DSC07019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Double Rainbow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-finally uploaded the picture-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's amazingly weird is that it didn't rain here at the south, not even a drizzle according to our maid. So, she didn't believe me that there was a double rainbow just outside. And mind you, this was like a few minutes just before the sun sets so thank the heavens I had my camera with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but whenever I see rainbows I instantly feel happy. As pointless as the information may be, it just made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this day, I was so pissed off because of all the stress that's coming from home and school, and I haven't seen much of my friends. The lack of being with people just for the sake of having fun is affecting my mood&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... or it could be like PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my Internet being too slow to upload pictures is making me antsy. Raaawr! Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the double rainbow really did make me smile again. I felt like it was a sign that good things are about to come... or things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Christmas season, now!&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i ate half an apple today.... &lt;/i&gt;0_0"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-8274521287804844801?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/8274521287804844801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-17-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8274521287804844801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/8274521287804844801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-17-2011.html' title='November 17, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqI3yb9YQHQ/TsYAaRk8HxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MCeROSGnA88/s72-c/DSC07019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6202841685520606627</id><published>2011-11-16T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:50:02.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 16, 2011</title><content type='html'>How long does it take for you to finish a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;550&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; piece puzzle by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWsYjnBjr7U/TsNptVq2rjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/MgNf1eqX0Ps/s1600/DSC06995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWsYjnBjr7U/TsNptVq2rjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/MgNf1eqX0Ps/s320/DSC06995.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~One Hour in Solving the Mess~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRIn2ko2408/TsNqBo8zcEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/4GmfJ5KYE5k/s1600/DSC07007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRIn2ko2408/TsNqBo8zcEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/4GmfJ5KYE5k/s320/DSC07007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Three Hours into Solving the Mess~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENhYFcuvy4Q/TsNqpn537ZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_f_Yq4F_gCg/s1600/DSC07009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENhYFcuvy4Q/TsNqpn537ZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/_f_Yq4F_gCg/s320/DSC07009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Dog Breathe by Tom Everhart~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last picture was taken after six hours in solving the puzzle. &lt;b&gt;Six hours!&lt;/b&gt; I'm amazed that I didn't ask for help when my brother was offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun. Fun, Fun. But, it just means I have to get back to my academics. Which, I'm not loving right now because there are so many papers and projects, and stressful deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one that I started was our artwork for the upcoming Marian display. I changed the whole concept because the last one was way too simple, and I think this shows the Immaculate Conception much better. It's still a work in progress so it looks so dirty for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vUZtXU1DYjg/TsNs7shvH_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/mFzCJyfRfU4/s1600/DSC07015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vUZtXU1DYjg/TsNs7shvH_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/mFzCJyfRfU4/s320/DSC07015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Immaculate Conception Painting in Progress~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Drowning myself in academics before the deadlines. Then, I'll be free from all of them and I can get out of this house, again and again. I'll finish them all tonight, or I'll start them up so that my group could finish early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HqJ-zciVr34/TsOwPqeD12I/AAAAAAAAAYc/8DOwzEb1Kfc/s1600/DSC07018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HqJ-zciVr34/TsOwPqeD12I/AAAAAAAAAYc/8DOwzEb1Kfc/s320/DSC07018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Acads, can't you finish yourself?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This house is charged with so much negativity. The only thing that made me smile today was Victor King's new video on Youtube and KBS World's &lt;i&gt;Let's Go! Dream Team 2. &lt;/i&gt;Korean variety show are so... fun. I actually wanna join them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Projects and papers are proving to be my shackles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AnaRay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;get me out of here!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6202841685520606627?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6202841685520606627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-16-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6202841685520606627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6202841685520606627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-16-2011.html' title='November 16, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWsYjnBjr7U/TsNptVq2rjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/MgNf1eqX0Ps/s72-c/DSC06995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-9078360533495628044</id><published>2011-11-15T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:26:18.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>November 15, 2011</title><content type='html'>What was I preparing for last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I present to all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8pTAcRHl4w/TsJqOf3GK1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/5SHIpvNQdHQ/s1600/DSC06995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8pTAcRHl4w/TsJqOf3GK1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/5SHIpvNQdHQ/s320/DSC06995.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Puzzled Mess~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning my five hundred fifty piece puzzle and since I've done the sides within one hour, I hope to finish this before the night is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, I can't talk about an unfinished project. Let me just tell you about my weird day. It started with the first class where our professor texts us to come back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYyO-WLOMRc/TsJqgpdHYlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NJA8ufXFY5w/s1600/DSC07003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYyO-WLOMRc/TsJqgpdHYlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NJA8ufXFY5w/s320/DSC07003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Get Back to Class!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all he did was return my rather barely passing midterm exam. Then, I had to head to William Theater, my first time to enter there, to celebrate Lasallian Action Week's Founder's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycW1JPJRnRw/TsJp4GzJ-dI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WUhsuvuFHKw/s1600/DSC06994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycW1JPJRnRw/TsJp4GzJ-dI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WUhsuvuFHKw/s320/DSC06994.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~William Theater for Founder's Day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I had this fairly easy quiz, which I hope to pass, but I doubt because I rarely do. Finished this rough draft of our project in Bible Studies, and then my day ends with commuting back home, with a slightly heavy rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MuM7FM3M90E/TsJ2WlRCUyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hzbOmYNWnOA/s1600/Image%2528134%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MuM7FM3M90E/TsJ2WlRCUyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hzbOmYNWnOA/s320/Image%2528134%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Rough Draft on Marian Themed Art~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't like having too much to do but I have to buy a 18"x24" canvas, and I'm not so sure how exactly we're going to make a music video through a classical song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll stress myself out with my frustrating hobby of building this confusing puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with whatever you're doing,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm excited to actually finish this one!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-9078360533495628044?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/9078360533495628044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-15-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/9078360533495628044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/9078360533495628044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-15-2011.html' title='November 15, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8pTAcRHl4w/TsJqOf3GK1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/5SHIpvNQdHQ/s72-c/DSC06995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-4009347777301159303</id><published>2011-11-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:13:04.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 14, 2011</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt all eyes on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did. Of course, if you bring in a hot Starbucks coffee in a bus during rush hour, everybody's going WTF is she doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a reason. I forgot my jacket and it's always way too cold inside the bus PLUS it was raining badly. So, in exchange of my forgotten jacket, I bought a hot cup of peppermint mocha to keep me warm. I felt bad for my seatmates. They were so wary that I might spill the drink on them. But, it was super funny seeing people's face go: O.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have these two amazing puzzles from a good friend, and I don't know which one to complete first. Because, I am seriously going to have it framed and then hang it on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IznewcMxcY/TsEcAiDoFoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4uAtaVXLjM4/s1600/DSC06967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IznewcMxcY/TsEcAiDoFoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4uAtaVXLjM4/s320/DSC06967.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Puzzling~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; creating puzzles, the only sad thing is I don't know where to place all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the next post,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i need my pens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-4009347777301159303?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/4009347777301159303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-14-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4009347777301159303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/4009347777301159303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-14-2011.html' title='November 14, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IznewcMxcY/TsEcAiDoFoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4uAtaVXLjM4/s72-c/DSC06967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-7516248263692228698</id><published>2011-11-13T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:29:49.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>November 13, 2011</title><content type='html'>Don't you ever feel... sad? Detached for absolutely no reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to use one word to describe myself today, it'd be: unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy because I'm exactly what it meas, not happy. I have the most amazing friends, the greatest pamilya but I just feel so sad. God, I think I need a hug... or a psychologist, psychiatrist or whichever deals with these things. I'm looking around the Internet to see if I have "depression" or if I'm just bored with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not bored. I'm thinking about so many things at once that I don't even have a break... unless, I fall asleep. Multitasking... doesn't keep my head busy. In fact, it lets my mind wander much more than I'd love for it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just need to watch a few "feel good" movies, or some comedy. I didn't even find the Big Bang Theory funny when I was watching it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYAAAHHH! I don't wanna be like this. I &lt;b&gt;can't&lt;/b&gt; be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we got out for dinner. I just wanna apologize to the Old Spaghetti House at Festival Mall. They got so confused with my order because I wasn't able to read it right. So yea... I'm very &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; sorry. And to the people at Krispy Kreme, thank you for the "normal" doughnut and my first Hawaiian Punch. I can't imagine how people actually eat the other kinds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqDBoiRn3BM/Tr_g77QdI_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/6mCHQUDLqis/s1600/Image%2528129%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqDBoiRn3BM/Tr_g77QdI_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/6mCHQUDLqis/s320/Image%2528129%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Carbonara with Shitaki Mushrooms~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxmeLT7oAlY/Tr_g841smpI/AAAAAAAAAW8/F8TjZNyBHvc/s1600/Image%2528131%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxmeLT7oAlY/Tr_g841smpI/AAAAAAAAAW8/F8TjZNyBHvc/s320/Image%2528131%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Krispy Kreme and Hawaiian Punch~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krispy Kreme made me smile today,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some people here are bit bitchy today, me included.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~~Song of the Day: Lonely by 2NE1~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-7516248263692228698?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/7516248263692228698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-13-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7516248263692228698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/7516248263692228698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-13-2011.html' title='November 13, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqDBoiRn3BM/Tr_g77QdI_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/6mCHQUDLqis/s72-c/Image%2528129%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-3611095368456588876</id><published>2011-11-12T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T13:48:10.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 12, 2011</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Puerto Princesa's Underground River for being chosen as one of the new seven wonders of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the new seven wonders of nature were announced, including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d30mmglg94tqnw.cloudfront.net/wp-content/plugins/magic-gallery/uploads/19/iguacu-falls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://d30mmglg94tqnw.cloudfront.net/wp-content/plugins/magic-gallery/uploads/19/iguacu-falls.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Iguazu Falls in Argentina and Brazil~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tourismtheworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/amazon_river.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.tourismtheworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/amazon_river.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Amazon Rain Forest~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://famoustourisms.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/halong-bay-overview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://famoustourisms.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/halong-bay-overview.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Halong Bay in Vietnam~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimchicrew.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Jeju-0Island.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://kimchicrew.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Jeju-0Island.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Jeju Island in South Korea~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesouthafrican.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/table-mountain-sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.thesouthafrican.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/table-mountain-sunset.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Table Mountain in South Africa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialblogr.com/pictures/2011/02/Komodo-Island-is-the-NEW-7-Wonders-of-The-World.jpg?9d7bd4" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.socialblogr.com/pictures/2011/02/Komodo-Island-is-the-NEW-7-Wonders-of-The-World.jpg?9d7bd4" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Komodo [Island] in Indonesia~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;`&lt;a href="http://d30mmglg94tqnw.cloudfront.net/wp-content/plugins/magic-gallery/uploads/6/Puerto_Princesa_Underground_River.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://d30mmglg94tqnw.cloudfront.net/wp-content/plugins/magic-gallery/uploads/6/Puerto_Princesa_Underground_River.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Puerto Princesa's Underground River~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the seven new wonders, I've only been to the underground river. Now, if you'd want to get into that river be warned that though it looks pretty and worth the experience, bats still do live there, as well as, snakes. But, the rock formations (stalagmites or stalactites?) are really cool, especially if the tour guide you have would point at it and say, "We call that one the fallen angel." Then, when you look at it for awhile, it &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;look like an angel. Yea, I'm talking from experience and there are a hell of a lot more in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the others, I've only "seen" Table Mountain from the game, Chocolatier: Decadence by Design (PC Game). I've "seen" the Iguazu Falls (or Iguassu Falls) from the game, Shadow Hearts: From the New World (PS2 Game). And lastly, I've "seen" Jeju Island on several shows in KBS World. All of these I've "seen", before the announcement of the seven new wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I vote? Yes! I've voted for Jeju Island, Table Mountain, Iguazu Falls, Underground River, Uluru &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I've "seen" this in Chocolatier as well.)&lt;/span&gt;, Island of Maldives and the Dead Sea. I got four out of seven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a massage. And, I've been playing non-stop this game that I downloaded, not exactly the most exciting game, but it's my alternative for not being able to cook. It's none other than, the Cooking Academy 2: World of Cuisine. I've noticed that I'm taking about too many video games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm looking for ideas to start on our Art project. It should be like a music video to this classical music, and I'm having a really hard time. The music is Dance of the Goblins by Antonio Bazzini. Also, we have this Marian Art project, which I'm thinking about turning it into an stained-glass window type of painting, if our leader permits. 'Cause I already have the thing sketched out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is hardwork,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sketching a painting. drafting a storyline.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-3611095368456588876?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/3611095368456588876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-12-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3611095368456588876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/3611095368456588876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-12-2011.html' title='November 12, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-6822472196620372814</id><published>2011-11-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:02:03.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 11, 2011</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD! IT's 11/11/11! -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obviously&lt;/i&gt;. I've been hearing about it the whole day yesterday and this morning from the TV, my friends and the radio. Yes, it's the twenty first century and I don't have an MP3 player or an iPod so I listen to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished at exactly 11/11/11 11:11:11 am. I was patient enough to wait 'til the seconds. What was my wish exactly? I wished that it won't rain on one of my birthdays because ever since I could remember, it always rained on my birthday. Thus, it always rains on my brother's birthday. If you think it's pretty stupid, well... it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday, I have four classes that start at eight in the morning 'til two-thirty in the afternoon, no breaks. But, today, thank God for cancelling almost all of my classes! But, I didn't KNOW so I was early and wasted my time in the library. If I actually total the number of hours I was in school it'd be six hours, how long did my classes take in total? Two absolutely &lt;i&gt;useless&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;hours, not boring just useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ygunited.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/2NE1-mtv-iggy-2-260x152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ygunited.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/2NE1-mtv-iggy-2-260x152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: CONGRATULATIONS 2NE1!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the other hand, I was able to see that 2NE1 won MTV Iggy's Best New Band in the World. I voted like crazy for them to win clicking again... and again... and again... 'til I was "sure" I voted around a hundred times or so. I know there are a lot of other fans here in the Philippines, making us only second to the US in having the highest number of votes this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Question! Is it really so sad that I'm at home with my mom at an epic date such as 11/11/11? When my brother's somewhere in Dasma, Cham is somewhere out there, and so is my Dad. And, it's raining outside. Cue in the sad depressing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need to get my social life back in track. Or get some money to actually spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my 11/11/11 as &lt;i&gt;epic&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as I could possibly do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd Mode On,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i can't believe my stomach still feels bloated.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-6822472196620372814?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/6822472196620372814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-11-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6822472196620372814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/6822472196620372814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-11-2011.html' title='November 11, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2066464985306024039</id><published>2011-11-10T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T19:00:18.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 10, 2011</title><content type='html'>Enrollment day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was the easiest, fastest and most stress-free enrollment I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was a good day. We watched Dangerous Minds during my first class. Enrolled my majors for next term, which I hope to get already. During enrollment I usually don't sacrifice a class, but now, I had to sacrifice my Speech class to get the sections I wanted since these are my MAJORS. Got back for Art class and watched this short film by Raymond Red entitled Anino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313732_10150270023518931_531833930_7747198_614290_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313732_10150270023518931_531833930_7747198_614290_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Brooklyn Pizza in Robinson's Manila~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to eat in Goodles and Brooklyn Pizza, then coffee in Starbucks. I feel so full 'til now, I seriously don't think I can eat any more food and it's been like four hours already. I feel so dizzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8v2sX8VbiW8/Trum59Gj_zI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QAqT1sVpP4w/s1600/classes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8v2sX8VbiW8/Trum59Gj_zI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QAqT1sVpP4w/s320/classes.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Majors~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main point here is next term, my life is going to be boring if I pass my qualifying exam. If I don't pass my qualifying exam, my life is going to be a breeze unless I shift to a different course. So, what the hell am I doing with my college life? Well, I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I go to class, take an exam, give out a speech or make up an art, I always say that I'do my best and the rest is in God's hands. That's why I think I'm still on the right track because even though I've failed a lot of times, I'm still an Accountancy student. I do doubt my choices to the point that I even have a back up course that is, AB Major in Psychology and BS Major in Business Management. A double major because I really want to take up something in the College of Liberal Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes out of my exams this December, I'll take it. It would literally be the turning point in my college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of the Day: Dippin' Dots is declaring bankruptcy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloated,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love peppermint mocha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2066464985306024039?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2066464985306024039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-10-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2066464985306024039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2066464985306024039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-10-2011.html' title='November 10, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8v2sX8VbiW8/Trum59Gj_zI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QAqT1sVpP4w/s72-c/classes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-2023220520317253486</id><published>2011-11-09T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:43:16.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 9, 2011</title><content type='html'>I am a "Jack of all trades".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilIm6kMy7To/Trp0-F3t5HI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UYPJMYeTevA/s1600/jack+of+all+trades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilIm6kMy7To/Trp0-F3t5HI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UYPJMYeTevA/s320/jack+of+all+trades.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Jack of All Trades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credit goes to Mr. Matthew Stumpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;check him out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.gurustump.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And, you know what? It sucks. Because, people usually end the idiom right there. Did you think that that was the whole saying? No, it isn't. The whole idiom is: Jack of all trades, master of none.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earlier version of the famous phrase did not include the very negative second half, making it such a positive description for anyone who excels at a lot of skills but is never the best at a specific one. Wikipedia says it best as, "a person that is competent with many skills but is not necessarily outstanding in any particular one". Although don't be discouraged, the whole&amp;nbsp;entirety of the phrase is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack of all trades, master of none,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Certainly better than a master of one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many don't exactly continue on to the second line. A&amp;nbsp;little new knowledge for all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The real reason for posting about the term is not for you to learn about English &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(which I suck in at school),&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;but it in fact applies to me. I'm an expert on... nothing. But, I can do a lot of things on a passable level. I'll show you what happens when they leave me at home all alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQRaSOjUNBc/Trphpj66HRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gh8_DUN7I4A/s1600/DSC06959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQRaSOjUNBc/Trphpj66HRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gh8_DUN7I4A/s320/DSC06959.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Vietnamese Lady,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pencil on Watercolor Pad~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGz1PvQZNZA/Trph92fVA9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/tCrLNfzE_9o/s1600/DSC06962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGz1PvQZNZA/Trph92fVA9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/tCrLNfzE_9o/s320/DSC06962.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pen and Watercolor Pencils on Watercolor Pad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiU3M9_PVD8/TrperYGNFRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Om9_CrregJQ/s1600/DSC06956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiU3M9_PVD8/TrperYGNFRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Om9_CrregJQ/s320/DSC06956.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Shackles of War,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Poster Paint on Watercolor Pad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, my works of art &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(above)&lt;/span&gt; that I worked on for the whole afternoon, is not as amazing as, let's say, my friend Cybelle's work of AMAZING ART! She has a real talent when it comes to the arts. You could even watch and/or hear her sing on Youtube, just &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/lyricallyours"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;In addition, this piece of art was being sold by Cybelle though I'm not so sure if someone bought it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/163833_1670349931819_1629505040_1528275_1868192_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/163833_1670349931819_1629505040_1528275_1868192_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Cybelle's Work of Art entitled,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Struggles of Blending In~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I was supposed to do a piece with ink but I couldn't find it. Wherever it is, I miss playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up the mess,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;making the most of a quiet wednesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-2023220520317253486?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/2023220520317253486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-9-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2023220520317253486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/2023220520317253486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-9-2011.html' title='November 9, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cbqo8cCK2Zk/TrpzdzHt3GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/omqEG48wmyQ/s1600/296409_309482135728906_100000013662490_1395181_1783397897_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilIm6kMy7To/Trp0-F3t5HI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UYPJMYeTevA/s72-c/jack+of+all+trades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099911134557596432.post-5735744567829467640</id><published>2011-11-08T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:56:24.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><title type='text'>November 8, 2011</title><content type='html'>I finally went to the art museum. The Ayala Museum to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum is near (or maybe you could say, connected to) the Ayala Malls' Greenbelt 4 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(or is it 5?)&lt;/span&gt;. Fair warning: The streets become very busy when it's near rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-siRlixWXTNY/TrkvqJL-h3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YF_lYK8WbjU/s1600/ayala+museum.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-siRlixWXTNY/TrkvqJL-h3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YF_lYK8WbjU/s320/ayala+museum.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Satellite View of the Ayala Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;thanks to Google Maps~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this museum because I'm required to go to a museum for my Art Class. I wanted to bring back lots of pictures from my experience there; unfortunately, photography is not allowed inside the museum. So, I'll be grabbing pictures from the Internet or go to Ayala Museum's website which you could visit &lt;a href="http://www.ayalamuseum.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.markmaranga.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Ayala-Museum-520x345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.markmaranga.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Ayala-Museum-520x345.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Photo of the Day: Ayala Museum Building~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credit goes to Mr. Mark Anthony Maranga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;visit his site &lt;a href="http://www.markmaranga.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic information on the Ayala Museum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museum Hours:&lt;br /&gt;Mondays: Closed&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays-Fridays: 9am-6pm&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays-Sundays: 10am-7pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fares/Packages:&lt;br /&gt;Resident Child/Student/Senior Citizen Fee is Php 75.00&lt;br /&gt;Resident Adult Fee is Php 150.00.&lt;br /&gt;Non-Resident Child/Student/Senior Citizen Fee is Php 250.00&lt;br /&gt;Non-Resident Adult Fee is Php 350.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the first to third floors of the museum, which includes 18th to 20th Century Artists &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Exhibitions could possibly change, right now it's the Abstracting Joya)&lt;/span&gt;, the Diorama Experience and Maritime Vessels, and the Changing Exhibitions. I saw them preparing the Zobel-D'Bayan exhibition right before I left. I also had the opportunity of using the headphone thingamabobs that guide you through the Diorama Experience (worth Php 50.00).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.contemporaryartphilippines.com/uploaded/55Ayala%20Museum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://www.contemporaryartphilippines.com/uploaded/55Ayala%20Museum.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~ Third Floor~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How come whoever took this picture was allowed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;credit goes to Contemporary Arts Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;visit their site &lt;a href="http://www.contemporaryartphilippines.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resident Child/Student/Senior Citizen Fee is Php 125.00&lt;br /&gt;Resident Adult Fee is Php 225.00.&lt;br /&gt;Non-Resident Child/Student/Senior Citizen Fee is Php 300.00&lt;br /&gt;Non-Resident Adult Fee is Php 425.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the first to fourth floors of the museum.The fourth floor is special because it has three galleries including, the Gold of Ancestors &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Pre-colonial Treasures in the Philippines)&lt;/span&gt;, Embroidered Multiples &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(18th to 19th Century Philippine Costumes)&lt;/span&gt;, and A Millennium of Contact &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Chinese and Southeast Asian Trade Ceramics in the Philippines)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*By resident, I mean that the person is a Filipino citizen. So yea, it's a bit biased in terms that foreigners would have to pay a larger amount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, there's a Museum Shop &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(if you guys wanna bring pasalubong)&lt;/span&gt;. And, there's also a Museum Cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would've taken the second package but I was short in time because I still had to go back to fetch Cham in the School of Design and Arts Building of the College of Saint Benilde. After which, we went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just wanted to add that I &lt;i&gt;ALMOST WON&lt;/i&gt; in Monopoly Deal if Gordon didn't collect SIXTEEN MILLION worth of rent. I had to pay in both cash and property; after payment, I was left with one piece of property! It was his fault that our game lasted for thirty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day. No classes in Law and Human Behaviors Class. Great fun in Bible Studies Class, even if it means that we have to prepare yet another presentation. Lastly, Accounting was as normal as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Victor King on Youtube,&lt;br /&gt;AnaRay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sing. dance. paint. play the uke. what can victor king NOT do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099911134557596432-5735744567829467640?l=anaray-at-18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/feeds/5735744567829467640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-8-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5735744567829467640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099911134557596432/posts/default/5735744567829467640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaray-at-18.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-8-2011.html' title='November 8, 2011'/><author><name>AnaRay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01808827192593584051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' wid
