<?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-4891301541596405177</id><updated>2011-09-29T04:48:42.306+08:00</updated><category term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>yayJadeeeee!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1296035376456260464</id><published>2010-12-31T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:49:46.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2010!</title><content type='html'>This year, I've taken a loooooooong break from blogging. It's just that sorry, I don't have the drive to continue this anymore. I've became more stuck with microblogging, or Twitter, and maybe in 140 characters, I could summarize everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll always remember that I was once a blogger. :D (And hopefully, I'll always will.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the last day of the year, all I just want to say is thank you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my family and friends for being, well yeah, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my high school (and elementary and pre school) friends. You were there as my support team, to fight the bad guys and bring justice. :)) Thank you for being my friends, my companions in this journey (or actually the last three months) in SJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my newfound college friends. Without you, I'm just one. I won't be able to enjoy college without you. With you, I not only found people I know, I now found walking buddies, future classmates, brothers, sisters, cousins, whatever... :) You're the best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most especially, thank You to the LORD for all things possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May everyone have a great 2011 ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll be kind and not leave curses or threates, but what happened in the early part of the year (the last months of high school), or whatever that happened in high school, may it good or bad, mostly the bad and the worst, will never be forgotten. And the long time and distance is not a reason to get back together and forget what happened. In short, I'll be childish and not forget that you stole my lollipop, or whatever. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1296035376456260464?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1296035376456260464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1296035376456260464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1296035376456260464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1296035376456260464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2010!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5373147849921419100</id><published>2010-11-01T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:52:47.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I start anew?</title><content type='html'>For three months, I only posted one short entry (per month). Don't blame me though. College has been taking a lot of energy right now. Blogging requires too much time, and although I could squeeze in some entries here and there, I just don't feel like it. Sorry. It's just that I'm usually drained and I don't have enough energy to have a blog post regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first semester in college is quite a rollercoaster ride. I've been through ups and downs and the ins and outs. And I'm here breathing, still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking from one building to another. I can't say I've lost weight; I think I did not. Anyway, remember my former posts about applying to two orgs? That was mainly the highlight of my college life. To cut it short, I've ended up with only one org. In a big picture, I could say that I did not regret my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thankful for everyone I've met during my first sem in college. Yes, everyone. My blockmates, my classmates, my professors, my co-apps here and there whether deferred or not, my co-members, and others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this quote that I've seen somewhere: "You are the average of the five people you spend most time with." Okay. So I'm in a quest to find these five people. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college, I just became more chill, but towards the end, I still regained my competitiveness. I'm still competitive. I'm absent-minded (or sabaw, which is more applicable). I'm not GC (grade conscious) but... still. I've learned to set priorities. I've learned to LOVE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm huggable. &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5373147849921419100?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5373147849921419100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5373147849921419100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5373147849921419100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5373147849921419100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/11/should-i-start-anew.html' title='Should I start anew?'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5012655871618363517</id><published>2010-10-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:23:23.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG ACTION DAY 2010</title><content type='html'>I actually forgot. Sorry. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a yearly tradition for me to participate in this annual event. Especially since it also falls on the same day as my birthday. :) Unfortunately, I've taken a hiatus from blogging, and just as I was about to turn off the computer and go too bed, I got an email that it's the "last chance to sign up for Blog Action Day 2010" and I was like "OMG. I FORGOT?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what is Blog Action Day? It is one day wherein bloggers from all around the world blog for a cause. Former topics revolved about poverty and environment. This year's topic is WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So water is important. We all know it. I'm thirsty right now so I'll grab a glass of water after this. But what if there is no water? We're dead. Seriously. so actually the main thing we bloggers want to get across is that we need to conserve water. Just like how we were thought in kindergarten. Conserve water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is not just about conserving water. We need to have water that is clean and safe to use. A lot of diseases are related to dirty water. Without clean water, we're also dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I made a point. That's what I'm here for. To help in bringing across the message. (And to not cut my yearly tradition.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5012655871618363517?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5012655871618363517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5012655871618363517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5012655871618363517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5012655871618363517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-action-day-2010.html' title='BLOG ACTION DAY 2010'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3879049541821639610</id><published>2010-09-13T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T14:12:52.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOA.</title><content type='html'>LOA = Leave of Absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgot I had a blog. I actually forgot I have a life aside from college. Sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update at the right time. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3879049541821639610?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3879049541821639610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3879049541821639610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3879049541821639610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3879049541821639610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/loa.html' title='LOA.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1844449267645540665</id><published>2010-08-19T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:09:45.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANIC MODE.</title><content type='html'>This is proof how hectic my college life is. I haven't blogged in a long time, and probably not in another long time, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be updating my twitter &lt;url="http: iamjadee"="" twitter.com=""&gt;@iAmJadee&lt;/url="http:&gt; usually because that's all my time could afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently panicking because I have so much ti do. I'm also cramming. And I'm cramming with someone else, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this alooone. 0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1844449267645540665?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1844449267645540665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1844449267645540665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1844449267645540665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1844449267645540665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/panic-mode.html' title='PANIC MODE.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6557164065225764544</id><published>2010-07-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:00:53.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please. I'm not Korean.</title><content type='html'>Ever since I've started school this June, I've been asked if I'm (part) Chinese or Korean or Japanese. I'm not Korean, sorry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's an insult to be mistaken as a Korean. For me, maybe it is; and I don't get why a lot of people nowadays are obsessed with the different mainstream K-Pop bands. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Korea and I've been told (by our tour guide) that Korean girls are generally "not pretty", and they are not what we usually see on television. All those girls (and guys as well) on the Korean soap operas and music videos are excessively coated with makeup. That's true. I haven't seen any girl (or guy) that was crush-worthy or someone that looks like those stars in TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get K-Pop. I don't know if people like it because of the artist, the song, the video, the dance routine, or whatever. I barely understand any of those songs. Some may have an English title- which are also the only English words used in the song. That's just weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a picture of a Korean girl group without makeup on. (Sorry forgot the name 0.0) True to what I just said (or what our tour guide said, for that matter), those girls looked like battered housewives or untidy squatters. Okay, so one looked "decent" enough to pass for a Korean celebrity, but the rest didn't look like themselves under the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why girls get so obsessed on Korean guys. I didn't find them at all cute, sorry. I don't find the girls pretty either. I don't get the point of crushing guys who speak in a language that's alien to me. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, these Korean celebrities have their contributions to their mother land. I'm pretty sure they've increased awareness to their country and tourism. The collaboration between two K-Pop groups (namely Super Junior and Girls Generation) on a song appropriately SEOUL did chart and has an immense airtime on a music channel. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just recently, I saw Korean people in school and they didn't look like any of those guys in TV. They kinda freaked me out, lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a K-Pop fan also. Sorry. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6557164065225764544?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6557164065225764544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6557164065225764544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6557164065225764544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6557164065225764544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-im-not-korean.html' title='Please. I&apos;m not Korean.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-916702236161720893</id><published>2010-07-10T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:37:11.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomizing.</title><content type='html'>Because (a)I have an exam tomorrow for Econ (yes, tomorrow's a Sunday), (b) I wasn't able to go to the OBEM genmeet becxause I had class and I felt incomplete (lol~), and (c) I spent too much time on tambay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I came up with a random list of guy clothes I'll be willing to wear. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a guy's fitted plain white shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. the black vest :D&lt;br /&gt;3. flipflops as long as its my size&lt;br /&gt;4. sneakers/rubber shoes, also as long as it's my size&lt;br /&gt;5. school/batch/event shirts&lt;br /&gt;6. PE uniform (assuming that both boys and girls wear it)&lt;br /&gt;7. "the boyfriend polo" or basically a polo shirt that is not too big to swallow me down :))&lt;br /&gt;8. black leather jacket&lt;br /&gt;9. varsity jacket :))&lt;br /&gt;10. hoodies&lt;br /&gt;11. suspenders&lt;br /&gt;12. "boyfriend jeans" if they're not too big :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm getting more creative by the minute, or did my brain just malfunctioned? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-916702236161720893?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/916702236161720893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=916702236161720893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/916702236161720893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/916702236161720893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/randomizing.html' title='Randomizing.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-9160692269466253373</id><published>2010-07-09T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:03:12.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't eat burgers?</title><content type='html'>"I don't eat burgers." - I got that from the sigsheet. :)) With a check mark on that sentence, my blockmates assumed that it was me who do not eat burgers. &lt;u&gt;TO SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT, I EAT BURGERS AND I EAT SQUID."&lt;/u&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/08/10&lt;br /&gt;I only had ONE class that day. The rest were cancelled, so I didn't have class for 3 of 4 subjects. If I wasn't &lt;i&gt;training to become a professional tambay,&lt;/i&gt; I would have wasted my time doing nothing. Then I would live a boring life. :)) And my first class was Math17 - that was also my only class. That meant that I could be home after around an hour. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spent the rest of my breaks on tambay mode. :p I &lt;s&gt;ran&lt;/s&gt; brisk-walked from one building to another thinking that I was going to be late because I spent too much time on the tambayan(s) only to find out that (1) Socio10 didn't have class and (2) the prof didn't show up for Eng10. There was no class for Econ and I don't know that for some reason I didn't know that there was no class. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm always late to my classes because I pend too much time on tambay. :)) (I'm not really a good example, am I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07/09/10&lt;br /&gt;Today, I felt like I spent just a few hours on tambay mode considering that the other people spent more. :)) Aww. Just when I thought that I could be a professional. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today ended up on a "high note". :) I had fun. I mean, I always have fun during tambay. &lt;s&gt;I do try hard not to sleep during class but my efforts always spell fail.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I could finish what I started though. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-9160692269466253373?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/9160692269466253373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=9160692269466253373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/9160692269466253373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/9160692269466253373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-dont-eat-burgers.html' title='You don&apos;t eat burgers?'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3995376948329127786</id><published>2010-07-08T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T17:45:05.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07-07-10</title><content type='html'>This day was memorable, well, kinda :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went from MB to SE by Ikot.&lt;br /&gt;2. I downpaid my batch shirt.&lt;br /&gt;3. I had a half hour at OBEM.&lt;br /&gt;4. I walked from SE to NIP.&lt;br /&gt;5. I almost slept during Physics10.&lt;br /&gt;6. I had a "traumatic" Toki ride from NIP to Vanguard.&lt;br /&gt;7. I ate my lunch inside the classroom at Vanguard.&lt;br /&gt;8. I walked from Vanguard to AS.&lt;br /&gt;9. I had lots and lots and lots and lots of hours in CSA. &lt;br /&gt;10. I walked from AS to SE and it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;11. I had another hour at OBEM.&lt;br /&gt;12. I sat in the dark &lt;s&gt;telling scary stories&lt;/s&gt; for the batchmeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me bored, but yes I am. Yesterday, I took on a self-proclaimed walkathon. I walked the so-called "ride a jeep" routes. Okay, so it's really silly to walk from here to there knowing that they're at "different ends", but hey, it's fun. :) It also gives em a story to tell. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm fond of sleeping during Physics10. Who can blame me? The room is air-conditioned. Whee~ unfortunately, it doesn't quite interest me yet. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jeep ride was traumatic in a way because I almost fell out if I didn't hold the "rail". 0.0 The driver was driving so fast and I was eated at the open end of the jeep. Also, suddenly- I bounced and bumped my head on the ceiling. Aw. It's because the jeep is so fast and I guess it hit a hump. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had early lunch because I had to stay until 6pm. I brought my own lunch though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the walk from Vanguard to AS is almost deadly. Whee~ and then started my looooooooooong training to become a professional tambay. :)) I was there for three consecutive hours so I looked at people as they come and go. &lt;B&gt;AND IT WAS FUN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked back to SE to make tambay for one hour before the batchmeet. It was raining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And total: I spent 4:15 in class time. I also spent 4:30 in tambay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3995376948329127786?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3995376948329127786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3995376948329127786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3995376948329127786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3995376948329127786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/07-07-10.html' title='07-07-10'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6103730298522286997</id><published>2010-07-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T21:17:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I now use the emoticon 0.0 a lot.</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm having a bit of trouble with academics, but my extra-curriculars stress me out. And I'm just an applicant! Well, maybe most of the hard work is when one is an applicant. 0.0 And I'm brave enough to take on two orgs at a time! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should quit. I'm giving it a shot for two months, then make a final decision. Either way, I hope that I'll choose the right one. :] And... I feel like once I'm part of an org, it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not blog often because I'm usually tired after school. And, I might stay a bit longer... or waaaay longer just to finish orgwork. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I was able to watch Eclipse on it's opening day! It wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good, I felt it was &lt;i&gt;"bitin"&lt;/i&gt; (sorry I'm trying to find an appropriate English word, but it's almost close to not enough) at the end, but I kinda know that the movie is going to end at that point. And there's Breaking Dawn 1 and 2 to finish the saga. :) BTW TAYLOR LAUTNER, YOU ARE SO HOT. :] (And I bet Edward Cullen agrees with me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss High School. I went back to my alma mater today and I wasn't allowed in because I came late. :( But I waved (like crazy) at a lot of people. &lt;b&gt;It was nice being back. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to applicant orientations and I'm stressed out. 0.0 I hope I'll survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6103730298522286997?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6103730298522286997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6103730298522286997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6103730298522286997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6103730298522286997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-now-use-emoticon-00-lot.html' title='I now use the emoticon 0.0 a lot.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2171135976373512708</id><published>2010-06-23T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:40:29.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could say I'm adjusting, but HS is a custom.</title><content type='html'>College is not getting worse each day. In fact, I've kinda adjusted. Sometimes, I would wander back to the time when I was in HS, and everything was definite... that everything has its own place and I know the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, it's back to square one all over again. There's this urge to prove myself again. There's this feeling of emptiness, of longing for the past, of misunderstanding and confusion. Whatever, I'm not really used of the idea to describe feelings towards college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my third week of college. I'm having fun sometimes. I &lt;b&gt;think&lt;/b&gt; I have a set of friends. A set, something that is like {a, b, c, d, e} &lt;i&gt;(Still remembers lessons from Math17.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first Physics10 class today and I love the classroom. It's cold and air-conditioned. I think I could stay there for two hours (1.5 hours is the normal class time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECON11 disc was at its worst yesterday. Sorry. We had a surprise quiz and I wasn't able to answer a thing. It makes me miss everything in HS where surprise quizzes have ample time to review, and sometimes they are open notes. &lt;b&gt;Unlike HS, college - or Econ11 disc was the worst Econ experience until now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be comfortable with college soon. 0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2171135976373512708?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2171135976373512708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2171135976373512708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2171135976373512708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2171135976373512708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-could-say-im-adjusting-but-hs-is.html' title='I could say I&apos;m adjusting, but HS is a custom.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3775226867652447974</id><published>2010-06-16T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:40:26.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the first week of college...</title><content type='html'>...I realized that maybe I should be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I met new buddies. I've been to places. I've met upperclassmen. I know names of at least twenty people I've just met in college. But still, I feel different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there's this humongous pile of readings for classes. I'm not a reader, and I don't like reading nonfiction. I prefer my Gossip Girl and The Clique more. But no, I was stuck with some Indian guy's works and some American writer's nonfiction on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't eaten proper lunch in college yet. I wanna eat lunch there, but I don't want to eat alone. I don't want to get lost either. It's not like Disneyland wherein getting around is a piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm cut out for &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; college after all; but I'm trying my best. High school was tough; this is tougher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the year, I just may feel like I'm also at home. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3775226867652447974?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3775226867652447974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3775226867652447974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3775226867652447974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3775226867652447974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-first-week-of-college.html' title='After the first week of college...'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4056309538229917531</id><published>2010-06-11T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:28:00.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College makes me sick.</title><content type='html'>I've been in college for just four days... and I'm feeling sick. I can't believe that I actually picked classes that start at 7:00am just so that I could go home early. Now, the consequences are starting to show up. I'm feeling dizzy every day and hopefully, I'll be able to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to all my subjects except for Physics because the prof wasn't there yet. I have two no-physics day, but those are coming to an end, and I'll have only-Physics days. :( Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met new friends, which are also my blockmates, and I hope I'll get to be closer to them as the days go by. :) I want to have someone to commute with, or someone to walk with me to AS, or someone to eat lunch with. (Note: I haven't eaten proper lunch in UPD yet. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were assignments and graded stuff already and I'm currently suffering from brainbleed. :) I'm hoping to be an honor student (or its equivalent) but that seems... I don't know, hard? But, to be studying in the best university in the country is an honor in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those who are not going to school yet. Example, my other buddies from high school. :) They aren't tortured... yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College made me reminisce on high school life. Those days when I took almost every day for granted. Every prof I've met in college reminded me of his or her equivalent in high school. The lessons made me think again about high school lessons that I've already forgotten. I even forgot what the heck the Law of Diminishing Marginal Utility was but I remember the term. I forgot a lot of stuff that were once part of normal high school conversations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school... the best days of one's life. Simply because everything on the next stage is so alien. In time, college might be the best days... it just takes a little bit of getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some "I miss HS" memories:&lt;br /&gt;English10! I remember when I was tortured during HS English 3 and 4. Now... it's torture all over again. :) But I feel like I'm the only one who doesn't enjoy the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math17! Geometry... all over again. Proving. I remember when almost everyone failed. Now, even the simplest of things required proving. Brainbleed during the graded seatwork. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econ11. Why did I forget all those terms? *bangs head* I liked HS Economics. I just forget all those fancy terms that left me to simply pick a word from my lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Best question ever. "What is your fave Econ term and why?" (OMG nosebleed) "Umm... I would say it's (sir) Marlon Engco Ocfemia because he's the "father of economics"... " But seriously, I just made up something on the spot. :) I miss Economics in SJ. Econ11, please don't kill me."&lt;br /&gt;Econ11 disc, 08 June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4056309538229917531?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4056309538229917531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4056309538229917531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4056309538229917531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4056309538229917531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/college-makes-me-sick.html' title='College makes me sick.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-657131860977825726</id><published>2010-06-03T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:08:02.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Memories that Ruined My Life (from my previous school)</title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER: This is not meant to hurt anyone. It's just a vent for releasing everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 5th birthday party and someone stole the prizes I won on the party games. They were "girly toys" and it was said that my best friend (at that time) was the one who stole them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prep 1, I was scolded for walking around the classroom to ask for food. That stinks. I got some sort of hard punishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up rank 4 in the class during my Prep 3 graduation. I was so happy back then. Looking back, it stinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of grade 1, my best friend (at that time) pulled up my skirt to see if I was wearing shorts. For the record, I was. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost as class secretary when I was in Grade 1. The truth is, I didn't even know that people would nominate and vote for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won as class president when I was in Grade 3 but I turned down the job because I feel that I wanted to be secretary. Unfortunately, I lost for the secretary position (by a few votes) and lost for Sergeant at arms also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two groups of friends and had to choose between them. It was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the highest score in the periodical exams in the class for Reading and Language when I was in Grade 4. One day, the teacher had a question and she asked everyone for the answer, and when she got to me, she pulled my sleeve. I didn't know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the finalists for the penmanship contest when I was in Grade 5. Some people became mad at me because of that and I lost my best friend (that time). I lost the contest as well because my hand shook during the competition because I was so nervous. I didn't have an awesome penmanship back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First year, first day. There were class officer elections and I was humiliated. I was nominated for assistant secretary with another person. As soon as I was nominated, someone from "the group" closed the nomination and almost the whole class voted for the other nominee. I got four votes. That sucked. Ever since, I hated "the group".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this person in my Bio investigatory project group (Second Year, Third Quarter) who didn't do her part (but she insists to have texted me her part) and made me stay up late until midnight. I hated her and will continue to hate her for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a consistent honor student for my first and second year in high school. My streak ended in third year, first quarter because of English. NOTE: Afterwards, third year became one of the best years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was separated from my third year family when I was about to enter senior year (the supposed-to-be best year of everyone's life). I wasn't close to a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like third year, I wasn't an honor student for the first quarter, also because of English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say that I didn't have true best friends when I started senior year. I never felt that I fit in with the class. When everyone has his or her own group, I was left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was money-deprived when I was in senior year. Collections for this teacher's birthday celebration, for another teacher's birthday celebration... illegal collections also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WASN'T ABLE TO GET MY FOOD DURING THE TEACHERS' DAY PARTY &lt;S&gt;AND I ALMOST DIED OF STARVATION&lt;/s&gt; AND I'M STILL MAD ABOUT IT AND I WANT MY REFUND IN THE INFLATION PRICE WHATSOEVER. (I forgot what it's called - need to brush up on Econ notes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a teacher assigned leaders for a groupwork and I wasn't one of them, I was happy. :) Unfortunately, I didn't like the leader of the group I was into because the leader always ask me about how to solve the problem or what's the answer or questions about the activity. And worse, she poked me with her ballpen. I'll hate that person forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending up as rank 4 of the class and 14 in the batch. It sounds good. Apparently, I wasn't happy about it because I didn't get anything for my hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I couldn't remember all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-657131860977825726?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/657131860977825726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=657131860977825726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/657131860977825726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/657131860977825726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/past-memories-that-ruined-my-life-from.html' title='Past Memories that Ruined My Life (from my previous school)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2881869632490193194</id><published>2010-05-20T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:30:33.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Reasons Why I Love Lee DeWyze</title><content type='html'>Lee is my favorite contestant on American Idol 9. He wasn't my favorite at first, not my hatest either. Now, I'm rooting for him to be the next American Idol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He's so cute when he smiles. It's not "straight", but when he smiles, it's so adorable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He sang a lot of the songs I like - A Little Less Conversation (Elvis), Lips of an Angel (Hinder), You're Still the One (Shania Twain), Fireflies (Owl City) - haven't watched him performed this though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ...and when he sings, it's awesome! It's like it's his song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He sounds a bit like David Cook. I like David Cook. :) But still, I could see Lee has his individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. His outfits on Idol suits him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He plays the guitar. I like guy guitar players that also sing. :) According to Wikipedia, he can also play the piano. It's awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. During elimination or when the contestants are on stage, he would shake their hands (maybe as a form of good luck?) and pat them on the back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Even though I don't know what he's singing, it still turns out great. It's something that I would put on my iPod. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "...because he's DeWyze choice!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a fangirl. :p Still, Lee Dewyze is my American Idol. :D beLEEve♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2881869632490193194?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2881869632490193194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2881869632490193194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2881869632490193194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2881869632490193194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/9-reasons-why-i-love-lee-dewyze.html' title='9 Reasons Why I Love Lee DeWyze'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5526340740746041022</id><published>2010-05-18T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:19:59.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation 2010</title><content type='html'>It's been two months since the last day of my senior year, or the last day of my high school years, or the last day of my entire stay in my alma mater. It took me months to finally write something that would hopefully last a lifetime so that I'll always have a memory about this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is the day I've been waiting for since the first day I stepped into the classroom on the first day of senior year. Seriously, who would want to be in a section that is full of strangers, a few old friends, and no one to run to during class hours? I never wanted to be in that section anyway, so why not just graduate and everything will be over. (So if you're guessing why my senior year section is included in the banner, it's just because &lt;s&gt;I might get a lot of nasty comments&lt;/s&gt; there were a few good memories, I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was boring. There was actually nothing to look forward to on that day. I was bored; I wanted to tweet during my graduation but I could not do so. It was hard watching parents with my bacthmates going up the stage while I was sitting down. It was actually hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... knowing that I'm just a few points away from earning myself a spot on that stage. I'm just one rank short for class medalist and four ranks short of being an honor graduate. And after two months? The thought still haunts me. I'm sorry to say, but &lt;b&gt;it's a big deal to me.&lt;/b&gt; I see myself as an achiever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but, if I were in another section, I might just earn a spot on being a class medalist. So why am I in 4E anyway? To live a life of misery and loneliness? To realize that I cannot achieve much? To be short of some things? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did enjoy my senior year. Looking back, I could say that I was alone. I had no one. Everyone had his or her own set of friends, and yes, I had mine, but my friends had other sets of friends too. If I were not separated from my former former section (from 3A), I just might have gotten a stronger bond with my junior year classmates. But no, they had their share of fun, while I am just at the sidelines, looking at how they bonded and just thinking that I might be there, &lt;u&gt;only if I weren't in another section.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation songs: 2 Chinese songs, Who Am I - religious song (Casting Crowns), Special Memory - song to parents, No Boundaries - batch song (Kris Allen). It was a noisy graduation song. I could say that it was fun; I mean, almost everything had its share of fun times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efren Penaflorida (CNN Hero of the Year) was our guest speaker, and I was glad to have shaken hands with him (while getting my fake diploma), have a pic with him and have him sign my fake diploma (just because I wanted to lol). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw my toga cap after graduation. I was the only one to do so, and it landed on the seat of a parent. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Graduation is... not equal to goodbye. Finally, I'm free of the burden that school has caused me. I'll be &lt;a href="http://www.takingoncollege.blogspot.com/"&gt;going to college&lt;/a&gt; next month, but that doesn't mean that I'm free of all the stress high school has caused me. It will still continue on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5526340740746041022?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5526340740746041022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5526340740746041022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5526340740746041022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5526340740746041022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/graduation-2010.html' title='Graduation 2010'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6720959642089949696</id><published>2010-05-17T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:12:42.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the old memories play on.</title><content type='html'>I went back to my alma mater last week (I think it was last Friday). I stayed inside my favorite place in the entire school, the DBMC room. I felt like a stranger when almost everyone there is new. But, I still recognize a few faces, and by the time I left, I felt like home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember four years ago when I first started attending summer training. It was hot. I started out with the bamboo flute with the flag at the side; then the (mini) lyre ending with the table lyre at the end of the school year; then the plantsa (table lyre but bigger and with stand) with an occasional marimba at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of people who became "family". Even if I was just an officer for one year (my senior year), the whole experience was worth it - even if I had to sacrifice time, effort, and other clubs that I wanted to join ever since first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun "going back" to where it all started. It was like American Idol - where the top 3 go back to their hometown... except without the "hero's welcome" and all the fans. Nevertheless, I thought of it as "paying back" to the home where I have been for three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when I would play my heart out. I miss the times when I would look forward to every after-school practice because I want to escape the "cruelty" of every class hour. I miss the times when I would catch up with the song easily. I miss the times when I would leave the log-in sheet and check the attendance every meeting. I miss the times when I would post in the YG about the next schedule. I miss playing during flag retreat. I miss everything that revolved around DBMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the day with a trip to the store selling drinks outside the school. Awesome. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6720959642089949696?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6720959642089949696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6720959642089949696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6720959642089949696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6720959642089949696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-old-memories-play-on.html' title='When the old memories play on.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-685514213483213600</id><published>2010-05-11T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:20:34.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I heard you're taking the UPCAT... (College Entrance Exams 101)</title><content type='html'>By this time, a lot of incoming high school seniors are preparing for the most important exam(s) of their lives- the &lt;b&gt;COLLEGE ENTRANCE EXAMS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, if you are an incoming high school senior, you should have at least got hold of your application for the UPCAT, &lt;i&gt;the University of the Philippines College Admission Test&lt;/i&gt;. If not, then do so. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, if you are an incoming high school senior, you should have started reviewing for the college entrance examinations. Yes, now is the time. You should have started it by the start of the summer break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the fuss with this entrance exams? Let's just put it this way. If you don't pass a college, what's your life after high school? Okay, it &lt;u&gt;might&lt;/u&gt; be easy to pass a college, but surely, a lot of you guys want to pass in the big universities in the country, namely: &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;University of the Philippines (UP)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;De La Salle University (DLSU),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Ateneo de Manila University (ADMU)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;University of Sto. Tomas (UST)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the rundown of almost everything you need to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review Center or Not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're the type who does well when a teacher is teaching, or if you don't get bored during class lectures, then opt for a classroom-based review center. If not, maybe you could find peer tutoring. If you are simply lazy... well, good luck. There are books that serve as reviewer for the college entrance exams which can also help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did not enroll in a review center, and I just bought a book for reference, and I borrowed some books from my older cousins. And yes, I passed all four college entrance exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advantage of a review center is that you'll get all the confidence you need. A friend of mine who enrolled in a review center felt that one of the entrance exams was easy and I didn't feel so. But easy and difficult are relative terms. Also, some review centers update you with the results and other college stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that a review center doesn't guarantee passing all entrance exams. It's all hard work and stock knowledge. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's going to appear on the test?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything and anything might appear, but the usual parts are:&lt;br /&gt;- English&lt;br /&gt;- Math&lt;br /&gt;- Reading Comprehension (in both English and Filipino)&lt;br /&gt;- Science (except ACET)&lt;br /&gt;- General Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it covers everything you've learned from first year until your future lessons in fourth year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ACET also has an essay part. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How long do I have to answer everything?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, you have one minute for each item. The test is answered in parts. Example: 1 hour for English, 1 hour and 30 minutes for Math, etc. They say that those entrance exams are designed not to be finished, but I finished them all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be relaxed, but do take note of the time. Make a guess if you have to, chances are, you won't have time to go back and answer what you've missed. Aside from the UPCAT, everything is not right minus wrong. The UPCAT is right minus one-fourth wrong; one point is deducted from your right answers for every four wrong answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When are results out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DLSU is known for releasing results really early, usually by the first week of January the next year. Soon is UST, then ADMU, then UP (based on my experience). You'll be updated by a lot of eager applicants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting your results, scream!!! :) (Except if you're checking your results in a  library.) I checked my Ateneo results in our school library and I was keeping my screams to myself, and I screamed when I was out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your school grades do matter. In the UPCAT, your grades from first year to third year are counted in computing for your grade. I think it's also the same for the other universities. You can bring candy or water to take on during the test, just in case you get dehydrated or hungry. Bring Mongol #2 pencils, and also a clean eraser. Bring a jacket just in case the room you get is chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not confident of your skills, apply in other universities as well. If you're not planning to study in UP, still, apply. It's the first entrance examinations and that will give you an idea on what to expect on the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the entrance exams. It happens only once (per university / college). :) Do your best, and don't hesitate to comment for more questions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember: &lt;b&gt; This is the most important exam of your life!&lt;/b&gt; Pressure much? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-685514213483213600?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/685514213483213600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=685514213483213600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/685514213483213600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/685514213483213600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-i-heard-youre-taking-upcat-college.html' title='So I heard you&apos;re taking the UPCAT... (College Entrance Exams 101)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4579633714389297098</id><published>2010-05-08T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:08:56.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My vote goes to... (Eleksyon 2010)</title><content type='html'>NOTE: I'm not a registered voter. I'm not even allowed to vote; so don't waste your bribes on me. I do like the baller though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is an election free from any form of cheating. That might only exist in utopia, right? You can either blame the machine or blame the person. Machines can have technical difficulties while humans are prone to human error. Both are just the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no single bet for president. No bet for vice president. Neither for senators or other government officials. Heck, I actually want the person campaigning outside the house to lose for making me wake up very early in the morning because of his/her campaign jingles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of all those ads in the tv and radio. I also hate those fan pages in FB that show up at the side of my browser when I'm playing a game. Those Fan Pages are not a sure basis of winning -  a lot of fans are underaged people or those who are unable to vote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fellow countrymen: vote wisely. Use your vote. Get up, and vote... and while doing so, &lt;i&gt;(you're causing traffic)&lt;/i&gt; think of the future of this country. Shade the circles fully. Shoot your ballot in that fancy machine. End with a fingernail manicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not eligible to vote. So please, vote in behalf of me... and the rest of the Filipino minors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I still do like the baller though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4579633714389297098?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4579633714389297098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4579633714389297098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4579633714389297098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4579633714389297098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-vote-goes-to-eleksyon-2010.html' title='My vote goes to... (Eleksyon 2010)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6956728342366051124</id><published>2010-05-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:34:20.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go fight! Whoa~</title><content type='html'>I can't have the exact same title for two entries in two blogs that I own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoyed FOP. :) I met another new person which was fun. :) I just hope that I'll meet more people from Econ / BE because it's fun knowing who is who. Well, that's around 90 for Econ and probably another 90 for BE, and I already know two new people... whee, that's fun. :) I haven't met a blockmate though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot of UP cheers today, but &lt;i&gt;unfortunately&lt;/i&gt;, I forgot them all. :( Okay, I remembered a few like U-nibersidad ng Pilipinas (and I forgot the rest...),  then my mind erased everything. *bangs head on keyboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were &lt;u&gt;forced&lt;/u&gt; to shout Go Fight Whooooaah almost all of the time. It was fun. Today's FOP had &lt;b&gt;Econ&lt;/b&gt;, Eng and MassCom. MassCom was &lt;s&gt;wild&lt;/s&gt; loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is one orientation that was fun. The emcees were entertaining and the guy wore heels and the girl wore flats. :D And they talk so loud. And I was seated in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UP Street Dance reminded me of my recognition days (yeah, the recognition program that as meant to surprise my friends) while the UP Pep Squad reminded me of my dream to be a drummer. I now regret that I didn't audition for drums when I was in high school - but I had better things to do that time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have some things in mind when I enter UPD this June. :) And I'm going to the Freshie concert! &lt;i&gt;I'm actually not sure yet.&lt;/i&gt; That's just one of the benefits of being a freshie. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My seatmate (person seated beside me) told me that "that guy" is cute. That guy looked like a mash-up of some cute celebrities though, but I could say that he's one of the cutest among those people on stage with him that time. :)) I guess. &lt;u&gt;(I'm not on an attempt to find cute boys.)&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be going to UP for a while, which gives me time to blog about non-college stuff. :) I was tired when I went home today at around 5:30pm. Tired but happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet all Econ freshies.&lt;/b&gt; :) What a goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6956728342366051124?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6956728342366051124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6956728342366051124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6956728342366051124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6956728342366051124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/go-fight-whoa.html' title='Go fight! Whoa~'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7478039970354135553</id><published>2010-05-05T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T17:33:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRS loves me! :)</title><content type='html'>Basically, I blogged everything I need to blog at http://takingoncollege.blogspot.com/ . That's one disadvantage of having two blogs because I used up all my blogging creativity on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But... I guess there's still some creativity left. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually learned that Eng1 is for people with deficiencies and so is Math2. Therefore, I switched my Eng1 with a more complicated one. Sounds brave? Yeah it is. English &lt;u&gt;was&lt;/u&gt; my forte, until the day that third year and term papers arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get involved with other stuffs even if I'm just an incoming freshman. I'm thinking of orgs and other things that I never got the chance to do when I was in high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt totally in charge for the first time in my life. My phone didn't have signal so I can't text anyone unless I get out of the building, which I can't. So, I was in charge of my life that instant. I saw other people who had their parents with them, and I felt &lt;i&gt;totally responsible and capable&lt;/i&gt; and brave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip of the day: Bring spare change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my SE shirt! :) It makes me feel that I'm already in college. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topics: Tomorrow's FOP, Tips for the upcomming entrance exams, Graduation (long overdue), Summer trip, Thank you - but where are you now? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-7478039970354135553?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7478039970354135553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7478039970354135553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7478039970354135553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7478039970354135553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/crs-loves-me.html' title='CRS loves me! :)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2825100402108825946</id><published>2010-05-04T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T17:31:09.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh college, why so soon?</title><content type='html'>I already have my college blog: &lt;a href="http://takingoncollege.blogspot.com/"&gt;TakingOnCollege @ blogspot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my schedule for enrollment and I'm pretty nervous. I don't really know what to expect. I'm all alone - with none of my buddies with me. :( But that's a challenge - to be independent, to stand alone, to survive college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, if I were in another university, would I still feel this way? Majority of my friends and classmates went to another university. I know, it's really hard to pass the UPCAT, and it's one of my greatest achievements ever, so not going to UP would be a waste of... talent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I went to UST or DLSU, I could feel myself easily maneuvering my way around the campus. It's not that big compared to UP. UP is enormous. I could easily get lost would all those streets, twists and turns, and jeepney* routes. That's the price I would have to pay if I wanted to take &lt;i&gt;"the road not taken"&lt;/i&gt;. Oh, it reminds me of the poem of the same name during third year English class. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*If you don't know what a jeepney is, here's some self-promotion:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=162344199&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=162344199&amp;width=1337" height="385" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/162344199/"&gt;The Jeep&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/"&gt;noiseless-superhero&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is definitely a rollercoaster ride. Could it be a &lt;u&gt;"Highway to Hell"&lt;/u&gt;? Oh it reminds me of Glee - I can't wait for the next episode! :) *finding replays* I'll be at UP when it airs. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2825100402108825946?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2825100402108825946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2825100402108825946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2825100402108825946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2825100402108825946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-college-why-so-soon.html' title='Oh college, why so soon?'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3516861186022565294</id><published>2010-05-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:08:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On mixed schedules and missed debuts</title><content type='html'>Thinking, I realized that I won't have enough time to have another blog. Although, yeah, I know it would be cool to have a blog that's strictly dedicated to college. :) I know I would have to create a schedule for blogging on both blogs, and at least one might be neglected... and that's awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to my future university in a couple of days from now because of my enrollment and orientation and all other college Freshman rituals... and I had to skip a few things because of that and my busy sked (see next entries ;) )...so I had to miss my friend's debut. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to her debut for a lot of reasons. First mainly, because I wanted to see a real grand debut. Okay, that's just second. First is because she's my &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; friend, and I'm one of her 18 candles. Third, I wanna see my friends / batchmates. Fourth, I like parties. And too bad I won't be going and I'm terribly sorry that I kinda ruined her awesome debut just because of my hectic schedule. If you can read this, I'm sorry. (I know, I aplologized a million times already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This long holiday due to Labor Day and PGMA's &lt;i&gt;holiday economics&lt;/i&gt; was kinda fun. I've been out for three days... not three &lt;b&gt;whole&lt;/b&gt; days, but two out of the three were fun ones. I got to bond with my cousin today at Rockwell, which was so fun because we rarely go out together. :) And although we didn't shop much, I got to enjoy the day. Yesterday though, we went to Tiendesitas (sp?) and I left my camera at home. :( And... I think there was this awesome opportunity to take photos because of the fish exhibit but I left my camera because I brought my medicine because I am coughing so my bag was full and I thought we're just going to eat and go home immediately afterwards. What a(n) explanation. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that I want to do this summer which does not (directly) involve the computer but because of schedule conflicts, I can't. But it's because of an &lt;u&gt;awesome thing&lt;/u&gt; that I had to sacrifice others. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but I still promise to keep this blog updated with random stuff about anything under the sun. :D Life is fun. It's a party every day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3516861186022565294?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3516861186022565294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3516861186022565294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3516861186022565294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3516861186022565294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-mixed-schedules-and-missed-debuts.html' title='On mixed schedules and missed debuts'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4781906336469316909</id><published>2010-04-30T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T17:32:59.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah; welcome yayJadeeeee!</title><content type='html'>A new blog... well, it's not. I added all posts from LostContacts into my new URL. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why did I decide to change my URL? It's because I felt that LostContacts is too pessimistic, and so, I changed it to yayJadeeeee! which sounds more optimistic now. Am I right? And the tagline is "A New Take on Optimism".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being so inactive. I've been active on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/iAmJadee"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jadeeeeeXD"&gt;Formspring&lt;/a&gt; but I didn't find enough motivation to blog. It's because I haven't finish this layout yet... until now. I actually rushed it just so I could blog at least twice this month. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banner is actually... changing. Try it. Reload the page and you'll see a new one. :) I thought it's just a piece of cake, but it took time to find the script. It was so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, summer was awesome for me. I've been a bit lazy, but all that will change sometime soon. I'll be a college student in a few weeks, and I'm so nervous. Speaking of college, should I make a "college blog" or should I just blog here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And give comments on the new layout! &lt;i&gt;Which banner do you like most?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4781906336469316909?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4781906336469316909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4781906336469316909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4781906336469316909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4781906336469316909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-yeah-welcome-yayjadeeeee.html' title='Oh yeah; welcome yayJadeeeee!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4388238407914202588</id><published>2010-04-13T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>MOVING. :)</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm moving out of LostContacts... and into a new "domain" or a new blogger username. It has been a year with LostContacts, and I've been through a lot of lazy times, and I can't promise that blogging under a new URL will make me more industrious, but I hope everything turns out well. I'm finishing a layout that is so LONG OVERDUE, and it'll be on the new URL. Should I keep the old posts as well? Maybe, or maybe not... oh well, I'll keep the old posts. :) It makes my blog look old. (Although I had a lot of lazy entries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are things that will appear in the new URL:&lt;br /&gt;- Graduation&lt;br /&gt;- The massive thank you&lt;br /&gt;- Summer trip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I haven't said about it much...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My soon-to-be college life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above will be posted on the new URL. I've been lazy this summer, but that will change. :) I'll reserve LostContacts for now as an update blog - and soon I'll be moving. I already have the URL planned in mind. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, blogging &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; from LostContacts.blogspot.com ;&lt;br /&gt;Jadee ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4388238407914202588?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4388238407914202588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4388238407914202588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4388238407914202588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4388238407914202588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving_13.html' title='MOVING. :)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2421496919748205717</id><published>2010-03-27T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>EARTH HOUR 2010</title><content type='html'>I wonder, how can turning off the lights for one hour save the environment? Maybe if you look at it as a whole, you'll save lots and lots of Watts of energy. One home may not do much, but add a hundred homes, that's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't heard of Earth Hour, it's today, 27 March at 8:30pm (local time - so that means it's on that time wherever you are, which makes it not on the same moment at all places i the world) and lights are switched off. I don't know if ALL lights must be switched off, but even just leaving a bulb on won't hurt... because it will still reduce electric consumption. Think about a wonderful movie night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, my family participated in this Earth Hour and I was hoping we do the same this year. As I remember, we had movie night. :) It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage everyone to do the same tonight. Switch off your lights. Help Mother Earth. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2421496919748205717?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2421496919748205717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2421496919748205717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2421496919748205717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2421496919748205717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour-2010_27.html' title='EARTH HOUR 2010'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6066647707946562837</id><published>2010-03-24T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Can you believe this is only 4/10?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=158264284&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=158264284&amp;width=1337" height="385" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/158264284/"&gt;Purplish Orange&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/"&gt;noiseless-superhero&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo got a 4/10 in EP (Religion). I believe it deserves MORE. Add your comments here or on the DA page. Please give this comments, views, faves... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's EP, not even photography! So why the injustice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also located at &lt;a href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/art/Purplish-Orange-158264284"&gt;noiseless-superhero @ DeviantART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even cram this photo. It was carefully thought of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6066647707946562837?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6066647707946562837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6066647707946562837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6066647707946562837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6066647707946562837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-believe-this-is-only-410_23.html' title='Can you believe this is only 4/10?'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3318187946408738326</id><published>2010-03-23T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>14.</title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to blog recently... until now. :) Graduation's coming up. I have an awesome idea for my new (and improved) blog layout, and I'm trying to change some elements... but I'll start on it once I'm ready. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is hard. There's practice everyday and blah blah blah... but it's gonna be with it. It has to be. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3318187946408738326?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3318187946408738326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3318187946408738326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3318187946408738326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3318187946408738326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/14_23.html' title='14.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6587022971907717937</id><published>2010-03-15T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I JUST DON'T GET THE POINT.</title><content type='html'>I know you wouldn't get it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST DON'T GET THE POINT WHY 208 OF US OUT OF 210 ARE NOT GOING TO SING THE WHOLE "NO BOUNDARIES" BY KRIS ALLEN AND THAT WE'RE ONLY GOING TO SING THE CHORUS OF THE SAID SONG, WHILE WE'RE GOING TO SING ANOTHER FOUR SONGS THAT AREN'T AS AWESOME AS KRIS ALLEN'S "NO BOUNDARIES".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Boundaries is my favorite of all my graduation songs - EVER. Those verses just seem to make me attracted to them and at first, I could feel the girls saying "awww..." when the guys are the only ones who are going to sing the verse part, but I could "get the point" because that part was kinda in a low pitch, but still, it would be fun if all could sing it. So during our periodical exam in MAPEH / Music, all of us (the whole class) sang the whole song. :) It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During practices, both boys and girls are now singing No Boundaries - which is a good thing. :D It sounded nice too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just today, we were told that ONLY 2 PEOPLE ARE GOING TO SING THAT SONG which made me so confused? Since this is OUR graduation, we HAVE TO SING THE GRADUATION SONGS. Why only two people? Only 1% of the batch? IF THEY REPRESENT THE BATCH, THEN THEY ARE THE ONLY ONE PRESENT DURING THE GRADUATION and I am willing to boycott the graduation if that happens. It's also MY GRADUATION as well and I wanted it to be special, and knowing that our grad song is No Boundaries made my day and now knowing that we're only going to sing the chorus made me freaking mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't get the point why we're not going to sing the whole song. Why only two? It didn't sound awesome, and you couldn't feel the graduation spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to boycott my own graduation. It will simply suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6587022971907717937?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6587022971907717937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6587022971907717937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6587022971907717937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6587022971907717937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-don-get-point_15.html' title='I JUST DON&amp;#39;T GET THE POINT.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3588475156009995061</id><published>2010-03-12T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>QWERTYUIOP ;]</title><content type='html'>current Y!M status: QWERTYUIOP ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling well&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alright;&lt;br /&gt;     Please take my hand and hold it tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my heart run off my chest,&lt;br /&gt;- or my feet step out of my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your stare melt me,&lt;br /&gt;- or will I be blind to not see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this my first or my last?&lt;br /&gt;     Do I really want to do this?&lt;br /&gt;     Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an answer.&lt;br /&gt;- I need -  a question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this for me,&lt;br /&gt;     - for you,&lt;br /&gt;     - for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;     - for God Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sacrifice, my proof,&lt;br /&gt;a supposed-to-be secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be there for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3588475156009995061?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3588475156009995061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3588475156009995061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3588475156009995061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3588475156009995061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/qwertyuiop_12.html' title='QWERTYUIOP ;]'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6356605602964153133</id><published>2010-03-08T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Graduation is... not equal to goodbye</title><content type='html'>March 6 - GOODBYE HWAWEN!&lt;br /&gt;The last HwaWen (Chinese Composition) exam of our lives! Yes, it was hard, but who cares? At least we're freed from the burden of TsieShi (Chinese Vocab) and WenTa (essay) for the rest of our lives. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't feel like the last day of school because we're sure to see each other - during practices. We still have 3 weeks of non-stop practices just to be able to get our diploma... or to be able to march, to say the least. I'm going to make the most out of the three weeks left by - guess what - &lt;i&gt;It's a secret.&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to leave almost everything behind. Yes, I'm getting quite emotional because I'm just &lt;b&gt;starting&lt;/b&gt; to enjoy my senior year and now it's almost over. WHO KNEW IT WOULD TAKE ME 9 MONTHS TO ADJUST?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I would want to express my sincerest gratitude to everyone who made this senior year good, great and awesome. :) Yes, I'll be continuing my "yearly" tradition of (...) but this time, it would be massive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that I'm going to school and not study. Last Saturday, while waiting for the time to pass, I decided to do homework... but there's no homework since it's the last day of classes. I still need to get the hang of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stare stare* I'll make everything as awesome as I can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Everybody's got something&lt;br /&gt;They have to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;One regret from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;That just seems to grow with time..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never Had A Dream Come True, S Club 7&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6356605602964153133?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6356605602964153133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6356605602964153133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6356605602964153133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6356605602964153133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/graduation-is-not-equal-to-goodbye_07.html' title='Graduation is... not equal to goodbye'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-120894757896199346</id><published>2010-03-03T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>WALA NA LISHI FOREVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Graduation (Friends Forever), Vitamin C&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: crazily happy&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Fine - normal&lt;br /&gt;Currently addicted to: ADAM LAMBERT! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LiShi = Chinese History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For five years, I've been bearing the burden of memorizing tons of information about Chinese history that I can't even remember and I don't even care about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the final (literally!) exam for LiShi is like taking away a burden. It symbolizes freedom - freedom from the unending memorization of names, places, dates, events and everything else. There's no more cramming for the next quiz or GE. There's no more discussion using three languages at the same time. (ex: person's name in Chinese + action in either Filipino or English + Place in either Chinese or English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe everything is coming to an end. It seemed like it was just a few months ago that I started senior year... and it feels like only a couple of years ago, I was in prep 1. It's been 13 years. 13 YEARS, I say - which felt like it was just last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more exams to go before "school" officially ends. 2 - not including grad prac and other post-exam activities. After graduation, we'll all part ways and it's farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to make the most out of these two more days. It's hard to say goodbye to once strangers, family, friends, everything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;For those who want my grad pic: (yes, I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; be giving hard copies of it)&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell me that you want it. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Give me yours.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll give you mine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No grad pic from you, no grad pic from me. Fair enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start the "trade" the day after exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-120894757896199346?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/120894757896199346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=120894757896199346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/120894757896199346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/120894757896199346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/wala-na-lishi-forever_03.html' title='WALA NA LISHI FOREVER!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5087320664655485557</id><published>2010-02-25T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>IT'S EMO TIME.</title><content type='html'>There's always a reason why I don't blog so often. I'm busy. As a senior, I've got lots of things to do and most of the time, I'm time-pressured. We're already on our exams now, and since it's (just) Calculus tomorrow, I can study later... which gives me time to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might not be able to give a full-length entry on each event, but here's a rundown. I left off at prom, so at prom I'll be starting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JS PROM 2010: 13 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. I just found last year's overall better, but this year's more fun. Ironic, isn't it? Food was better - there's salad, soup, pasta with salmon, rice with meat and dessert (I didn't touch it because nobody did). I took a little bit more pictures this year, but not even close to 100. The venue was at Le Pavillion and I came somewhat early... okay, I could say it's really early. I actually thought that it would start on time but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Too bad there's no blog entry to compare it with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prediction was right = BLG and T. Swift's Two is Better than One was played. :) So a lot of people complimented on my gown, which I find better than what I actually wore last year, and my make-up's better this year as well, And my hair's good too. (Last year sucked.) And similarities, Candy was there but without the unlimited photo service, so no pics; then my feet hurt, as always; and guess what - my prom partner was late (and I felt so guilty about losing his flowers). But still, every year is the same - I get a great guy, but this year, I shared him with Jules. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our table was fun even though I'm the only one from my class who was there. I just felt that it's weird when my partner is looking at me at times because I'm not talking... but I guess at the end, I've talked enough. And I'm guilty of leaving him. :( I'm the worst - no, wait. I'm not. I left him with permission so that doesn't make me the worst prom partner ever. And I actually thought him how to (slow-) dance... so he could ask his next partner to dance. I'm that good~ lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: Prom 2010 - Awesome still :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PASSION PLAY: 17 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for Wardrobe at the last minute was one of the most rewarding things that ever happened to me. :) Staying last minute to help out (and not to mention to have a grade) is productive. Working the lunch break to help out with dressing the soldiers was fun. But what's more fun is the backstage work. I got to help out changing and repairing outfits, and helping those who need help and helping throw stones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: It was one of the most rewarding moments of my life. :) It was such a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Mr. Rillo made the best announcement of all - NO PERIODICAL EXAM IN TECHNICAL WRITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MASS SPONSORSHIP: 17 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the "Empty your mind" was awesome. :) Yes, it's our last mass sponsorship (as a class) but it's fun doing it for the last time. Seeing our pics projected on the audi (although I saw my face only around less than 10 times) made me reminisce on the moments that... were history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CEM SHADING MARATHON: 20 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, it was shade all you can. :) I had no idea how to answer the physics question. It was fun because our classroom was not fully occupied and I got to eat lugaw during the break because my friends shared their food with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST FLAG RETREAT: 20 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was memorable. We didn't complete the song marathon, but it's our last. :( They'll have one more on Friday but I hope to get to school to have my last bow before I officially leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we lack: Jingle Bells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OUR LAST CLASS WITH SIR OCFEMIA: 23 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was vanity. It was our last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 years, he taught us AP. I remember when he first walked inside the 2A (07-08) classroom wearing a red-and-white striped polo shirt that look liked a Wendy's employee uniform. Nevertheless, for 3 years, he taught us everything from Asian Civilization to World History and now Eco(know)mics. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special, but it was our last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TLE ORAL DEFENSE: 24 Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our program had bugs at first but making it work well afterwards. ALthough I feel like I didn't do much... it's still fun to know that I coded some. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL EXAMS: 23 Feb to 06 March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally, it's FINAL.&lt;br /&gt;Test lineup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;23 Feb: TLE&lt;br /&gt;24 Feb: Music (supposed-to-be) but moved; no exam&lt;br /&gt;26 Feb: Calculus&lt;br /&gt;27 Feb: AP&lt;br /&gt;01 Mar: Physics&lt;br /&gt;02 Mar: English / Filipino&lt;br /&gt;03 Mar: Li Shi (Chi History / Literature)&lt;br /&gt;05 Mar: Advanced Algebra ( I actually found out that the book Mr. Baccay is using is "College Algebra")&lt;br /&gt;06 Mar: Hwa Wen (Chi Composition)&lt;br /&gt;*No exam in BW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be having our last whole day tomorrow. :( It's almost goodbye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yeah gotta start&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the hands of the time we've been given here&lt;br /&gt;This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin' it&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts on the clock that's tickin'&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Live Like We're Dying, Kris Allen&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5087320664655485557?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5087320664655485557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5087320664655485557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5087320664655485557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5087320664655485557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-emo-time_25.html' title='IT&amp;#39;S EMO TIME.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8911992684834489395</id><published>2010-02-11T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>PROM 101 (part 1)</title><content type='html'>I remembered my first prom. It was one of the best school related events last school year. Okay, so almost everything last year was fun, but prom stood out from the rest. So here I am, writing this blog post for two reasons: one, because my next prom is tomorrow, and two, I want to help those who will have their prom. :) I know it's a bit late, but as a senior, there's a lot of work to be done. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that you don't need to know about prom:&lt;br /&gt;a) the definition and where it all started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are some things you need to know: (in random order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it's not comfortable, DON'T wear it. Don't sacrifice comfort in style. If you're not comfortable in it, you might lose the style factor in it.&lt;br /&gt;I wore high heels last year, and it was fine at first. I had problems with heels but that didn't bother me at first. At the end of the prom, my feet hurt bad and it was hard for me to walk every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't be absent - especially if you have a partner. Not all proms are solo flights, not all are paired up either. In my case, we were paired up by a matchmaker (aka teacher) so all of us have a partner. Some cases, we were in trios (I share my partner with another girl) but there's nothing we can do about it because there are fewer guys than girls. Especially if you're in a pair, don't be absent. You'll also ruin the night of your partner. Excusable are death, chickenpox or any contagious disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cameras aren't the most important thing you need to bring. It's a "pleasing personality" or else you'll ruin the mood of the prom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. (for the boys) At least give your partner a bouquet of flowers. :) Girls appreciate it. Then you can match the flowers up with chocolates or teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. (again, for the boys) Ask your partner to dance even if you don't want to. It's a sign of courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. (for the girls) If your partner asks you to dance, accept the offer. It takes a lot of guts to ask a girl and appreciate the effort. Even if you don't know how to dance, you can follow the other people on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It's either the guys who will make the first move or it would be a senior. So if you're a senior guy, do the first move and don't let the junior girl be bored. Remember, it's their first so they'll get a bit scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't think of school stuff. Don't do your assignment during prom. Not only is it inappropriate, you're partner might think that you're a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Outline possible topics to talk about and keep it in mind. You don't wanna run out of things to say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. But be sure to not do all the talking. :D Let your partner do some talking as well. And get to know him/her better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I predict the BLG's (and T. Swift's) Two is Better than One is this year's prom hit. :) So be sure to at least be acquainted with the song - so if it gets played, you know it. :) And it's another point for conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. It's a must for girls to put on make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Gowns look more formal but dresses can be more comfortable. Any outfit you pick, make sure that it's in your size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Be happy and smile. :D Smile at your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Aside from your partner, interact with the other people in your table. That way you'll have more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Get enough sleep the night before or overdose yourself with coffee before going to prom. Prom's going to end late and it sucks to doze off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. (same as number 2) Better late than never. It's "one more lonely guy/girl" and if you come up with a reasonable excuse, I'm sure your partner will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If ever you bring a camera, make sure it works. :) If it doesn't, then what's the usse of the camera in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. For registration purposes and all that stuff, be at the venue early. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Don't leave your valuables unattended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably make a part two of this so stay tuned! :) If you have questions about prom, don't hesitate to ask me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post your questions at: http://www.formspring.me/jadeeeeeXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends about this as well. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8911992684834489395?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8911992684834489395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8911992684834489395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8911992684834489395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8911992684834489395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/prom-101-part-1_11.html' title='PROM 101 (part 1)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2070876956187173733</id><published>2010-01-29T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>And maybe you're the one who keeps me going.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I remember every look upon your face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and everything's okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe two is better than one"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Two is Better than One, Boys Like Girls and Taylor Swift&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that you're the one who inspires me to live each day with a hopeful heart, to be happy, to forget everything that bothers me, to live a life of regret - regrets that I didn't find you sooner. But all these is, a fantasy that will forever remain in the fairytale storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I have a Chinese test tomorrow and I'm blogging right now? Truth is, I'm done with my round 1 of studying and I'm supposed to be doing my Filipino assignment until 4:00pm but it's already 4:15pm and I haven't even started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have classes today because of the SVD Mission Awards which is a good thing because that means more time for studying which ends up in more playtime. :) If we don't have a Chinese test the next day, I would probably spend the time fixing the layout and/or make emoticons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I encourage everyone to vote at the poll located at the previous post or the sidebar. :) I need a definite winner for the poll for the blog layout color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's just school - except that super mega fail MAPEH dance. I thought I could do it in my sleep but I guess I can't do it even with eyes open. I guess it's my last shot... hopefully not? I dunno. (I was actually part-nervous because it's a pair dance... I'm afraid to let my partner down... or to step in his foot lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life as a senior is about to end. If you ask me before, I would say... "Finally, it's almost over. When will it end?" But now, I'm kinda savoring the last days because I'm partly enjoying it even it there's loads of homeworks and schoolworks and almost no time for fun... but every day in school seems to be fun. I know it sounds weird, but they say high school (specifically senior year) is the best time of someone's life. I'm not here to prove it, but I'm just trying to believe that it's a statement of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get back to studying if I want to have a relaxing weekend. :) Good thing that Filipino assignment (which I really despise) is moved to Monday - which I don't need to cram today, but still, I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/currently addicted to: popcorn, Adam Lambert's (Gawrsh it's his birthday today! Happy Birthday Adam!) For Your Entertainment, American Idol --- and did I mention, I'm watching Australian Open 2010?/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Australian Open, I'm watching it yesterday - specifically Henin vs Zheng (end) and . Williams vs Li (some parts) and Cilic vs Murray (some parts too). I'm not really a fan of sports but I find Australian Open pretty interesting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The dream goes on..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Justine Henin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;I'm not really sure it these are the exact accurate words, but I'm pretty sure they are.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2070876956187173733?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2070876956187173733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2070876956187173733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2070876956187173733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2070876956187173733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-maybe-you-one-who-keeps-me-going_29.html' title='And maybe you&amp;#39;re the one who keeps me going.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2079747860302056555</id><published>2010-01-23T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I code for fun.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was card distribution. Although my grades went low, I'm still contented... it's because I'm still an honor student - with a lower rank. At first, I was shocked but deep (really really really deep) down inside, I'm happy because I know that my "fate" (of being an honor student) depends on just one point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on the header. I decided to change the layout already to include the CBox. I find the CBox so useful for some reason. Maybe it's because I like to check whether someone visits the site by leaving a message. And while your at it, you can already ask me a question - but be sure to do it through the Formspring widget or through &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jadeeeeeXD"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fully coded this layout (and also the previous one) and it took me around 4 hours to do this one. And after doing this, I went dizzy. (Really dizzy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For user interaction, I added a poll and you can leave your comments on this post or on my &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jadeeeeeXD"&gt;Formspring&lt;/a&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8" src="http://static.polldaddy.com/p/2580434.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/2580434/"&gt;What dominant color scheme should I use for this blog layout?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.polldaddy.com"&gt;poll&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find gray "classy" but maybe it's time to add some color. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of color, here is the latest update on my college entrance exam results: &lt;i&gt;(by order on how I find out about the results)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLEGE ENTRANCE EXAMS STATUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;DLSU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: accepted (01/02/2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;UST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; accepted (01/13/2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;ATENEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: accepted (01/16/2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; accepted - can you believe it?(01/18/2010)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2079747860302056555?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2079747860302056555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2079747860302056555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2079747860302056555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2079747860302056555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-code-for-fun_23.html' title='I code for fun.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-269274978993572876</id><published>2010-01-21T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Centipede, Millipede and Carbon Dioxide</title><content type='html'>We just had our outreach today. It was both fun and fulfilling at the same time. I've always like outreaches. :D They're fun and you get to hang out with people you don't know and you'll not probably see again and in the end, you're like friends and you end up missing everyone in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call time (and supposed to be departure time): 7:00 am&lt;br /&gt;Departed at : 8:00 am approximately&lt;br /&gt;Seatmate: Bea Uy (side), Michelle and Jamie (front), Jenille and Clarine (back), Allison and Elyssa (back back) -- just remind me if I missed anyone&lt;br /&gt;Assigned at: ALS (the classroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us about two hours to get to Cavite where Tulay Bitin is located. On the way, we passed by a gasoline station where we tried to go to the CR and later, we weren't able to. Or I wasn't able to. Some were able to get their "pee time" but I was at the back of the line so... no CR break for me. But it's okay, I didn't pee on my pants or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I lasted 10 hours without peeing. =D From departure at SJ to arrival at home.&lt;br /&gt;-about 2 hours ago from web &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/iAmJadee"&gt;@iAmJadee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we wouldn't miss is the food trip! My seatmates (well, some of them) are hungry-detergents (I dunno what it really means; I only got it from Bea's speech)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived at Tulay Bitin, we separated into our assigned small groups. As always, I was separated from my group of friends in 4E, but that's not a problem - even before entering the classroom. I see my classmates get down from the school bus to go to the lumpia, doormat and "river restoration project" / pulot-basura and the rags and ALS people were last. It was fun seeing their faces as they welcomed us into their small area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I want nobody, nobody but you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nobody, Wonder Girls&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were crammed inside their small classroom but still, all of us wouldn't fit so some stayed outside. The ALS learners prepared an awesome performance for us. The dancers were better than anyone I ever knew (before I knew them, of course) and after their performance (Nobody, Fire - 2NNE1, If We Hold On Together), everyone went to their respective stations... and we were left in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started by introducing ourselves and playing the "I Love You game" that we played on our retreat. It was fun... really fun. Then we interviewed the dancers and we found out that they were the "Sonic Angels" and they are really awesome dancers. And someone sang a song then another two people sang a duet... then we were also forced to. Actually, it was fine with me - but I can't do a solo so we were cheering for another classmate (which is Robert) and we ended up choosing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;WHy I wasn't meant for you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Someday We'll Know, Mandy Moore and Jonathan Foreman&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Someday We'll Know. We didn't really memorize the song and it was so impromptu, but I can see that we all had fun - both the learners and us. Then it was time for lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ALS assigned people ate inside the classroom. I got Spam. Within that one hour, we planned for the next hours. After I ate my lunch, I copied off their manila papers (which are partially ruined) into new manila papers. Fail much, I accidentally tore a side of the paper so it had a tear in it. :( And epic fail, I wasn't able to cut it using my ID and I could feel people "secretly" looking (and maybe laughing) at me... and there were scissors but I opted to use my fail much ID which ended up with Frats tearing apart the papers then Kevin told Frats that he had scissors and I told him that I'll use my ID instead. OMG- it was so fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children started to come back and the adult learners came shortly afterwards. Our first game was bring me (as far as I can remember...) then "Hep Hep Hooray" then stop dance. (OMG I can't remember on which order they were played) The first item for bring me was "so memorable". Diane told the kids to bring her a sock (medyas) and because almost everyone were wearing slippers, she told them that they could get anyone's socks. So there were a bunch of kids who pulled off both my shoes and one person was able to get my right sock. And I just sat there - so surprised. I just wonder, why did they get mine and not the others'? I think some were taking off the shoelaces of others but those kids just pulled off mine... ANyways, no hard feelings. It was a laugh moment for all of us. The last one was to get Michael Ty and I think six were able to catch him running all over Tulay Bitin. For Hep Hep Hooray, everyone was so good but there's still a winner in the end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the stop dance, one child learner was paired off with one of us (4E) and one girl (one of the Sonic Angels) approached me to be her parter. yes, it was fine with me. Some people even went to me but I'm taken... I don't usually dance but they (Tulay Bitin learners) were just some of the rare few who were able to make me dance. :D It's not about winning, but still, I tried my best to win it for my partner (which I forgot her name but it was two words and it starts with a J) but she sneezed... -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the game for the adult learners. We had them play Pinoy Henyo and we were laughing (hard). After all the adult learners had played, it was then our turn. No one expected it but the ALS person (their supervisor which I dunno their name) told everyone that we're playing and they (ALS instructors) thought of words which they said were hard and yeah, I found them simple (for some)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin was the first person to guess with Edward as his partner. The word was snake and what's funny is "Animal?" "Yes." "Four legs?" "No." "Two?" "No." "Three?" (everyone laughs) "No." "Centipede?" "No." "Millipede?" .... and that's where I got the title. But he was able to get it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert and I were the third pair to play. I guessed and it was so laughtrip. And kinda "fail" too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(excerpt)&lt;br /&gt;Person? -No.&lt;br /&gt;Animal? -No.&lt;br /&gt;Thing? -Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Nahahawakan (touchable)? -No.&lt;br /&gt;Nakikita (can be seen)? -Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Common noun? -No.&lt;br /&gt;So proper noun siya? -Yes. (nosebleed yun audience! lol)&lt;br /&gt;Carbon dioxide? - No. (everyone laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Subject? -(nosebleed)&lt;br /&gt;Subject... subject sa school? -No.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Nakikita sa (can be seen in) school? -Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sa (in) classroom? -Yes.&lt;br /&gt;(Umm...) so proper noun... Fluorescent light? -No.&lt;br /&gt;(4 3 2 1)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the word was... St. Jude! (OMG why didn't I get it?) Then I told Robert that it's a person... and I was laughing and laughing. And while I was in the middle of my guessing time, our school director (and Frats) were there behind me. (This is so laughtrip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we gave out the stickers and the merienda to the learners and other people (the neighbors/kapitbahay) I could see that everyone was happy with the food even though it's just simple = a small piece of bread. We left the "gifts" - chalks, posters and the (torn) manila paper to them. What I noticed was a lot of theem did not know the words "thank you" and they had to be reminded by their supervisor. But it was alright because you can see it in their faces that they were happy - and that's really satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone sang "If We Hold On Together" because it was played on the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and I"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If We Hold On Together&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for us to go. Around 15 minutes before 3:00pm, we left the classroom with smiles on our faces. I wanted to stay a little longer even though we ran out of things to do. We're not there to teach and give stuff. We're there to make them happy. It's like heaven - a state of mind which is full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started to officially leave Tulay Bitin, some learners approached me with high-fives and one even gave me a hug (my stop-dance partner) and some even shaked hands with me. I never felt this welcomed (as of what I could remember). This is definitely a high point. :D One even said, "Dapat dito ka nalang" and I just smiled. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus, everyone was tired but I didn't attempt to fall asleep. I was too overwhelmed by today's outreach... It was a fun thing to do over again. :D Not only did I had a fun time with the learners, I also had more "bonding" which made me closer to (some of) my classmates. It's a great activity before graduation, don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random memories:&lt;br /&gt;1. children taking off my shoes (and right sock)&lt;br /&gt;2. one adult learner told diane and I that her daughter's name is Diana Jade (I had a nametag which was now missing and it was written there "Jade" because I don't wanna complicate people)&lt;br /&gt;3. carbon dioxide lol&lt;br /&gt;4. fail in manila paper&lt;br /&gt;5. the I Love You game&lt;br /&gt;6. Sonic Angels = the awesome dancers&lt;br /&gt;7. calling Kevin (Lee) "Kevs" (I just have this "habit" of calling people by the first syllable of their name) and so he called me "Jades"&lt;br /&gt;8. foodtrip at the bus and kwentuhan with Frats (who was taking pictures of sleeping people)&lt;br /&gt;9. the small area (around half of the DBMC room) which was filled with people&lt;br /&gt;10. the smiles and welcome of everyone in Tulay Bitin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sorry no pictures. I didn't take any pictures. :( /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-269274978993572876?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/269274978993572876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=269274978993572876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/269274978993572876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/269274978993572876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/centipede-millipede-and-carbon-dioxide_21.html' title='Centipede, Millipede and Carbon Dioxide'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5003869212752009080</id><published>2010-01-13T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I just wanna close my eyes and believe that everything's over.</title><content type='html'>COLLEGE ENTRANCE EXAMS STATUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;UST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; accepted (01/13/2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;ATENEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;DLSU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: accepted (01/02/2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just changed the layout today because it's so long overdue. I don't want to spend lots of time doing this tomorrow because there's a Chinese quiz on Friday. This is fully coded by me, well, almost. I browsed through my former layouts for some CSS but I;m pretty improving in HTML. I still have a lot to learn about coding because i did this with tables. (I know, it's so amateurish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was kinda bad for me since I set foot in 2010 but my moods (or the environment) change(s) so often. It's like Katy Perry's Hot and Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Like a girl&lt;br /&gt;Changes clothes"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hot and Cold, Katy Perry&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty hectic with assignments on one day then free on the other. Nevertheless, it's supposed to be like that - it's our last year, there are only a few months remaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's nothing really special in school, except for the latest buzz on the entrance exams and stuff. Almost everyone is nervous for the results - including me. I mean, why wouldn't I be nervous? My future depends on the results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only new thing in school is the MAPEH dance thingy which I'm supposed to get out off because of DBMC but it's MAPEH and not PE so there's no way out. We have it every MAPEH time which is last class for Tuesday. It turned out to be not that bad after all. (After all those "scary stories" by people from the other section.) The bad part is, I'm not much of a dancer... not that I have two left feet (my feet are both different), but it's a pair dance and I'm sweating in nervousness (which is not really obvious because I don't sweat a lot but you can see it in my bangs which become so untidy when I sweat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be back to normal, but I can't wait for the next break (or no class days) :D I may miss this school life after I graduate, and face regret because I don't want to make the most out of the remaining 50+ days. I should be more optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when history repeats itself: I just saw my second year term paper yesterday (yes, the one I made during my 17th birthday) and it was (epic) fail. I mean, question marks (the big ones) on three pages of decent crap? (I'm suddenly starting to miss the English torture of third year...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5003869212752009080?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5003869212752009080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5003869212752009080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5003869212752009080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5003869212752009080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-wanna-close-my-eyes-and-believe_13.html' title='I just wanna close my eyes and believe that everything&amp;#39;s over.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5581574071418588466</id><published>2010-01-01T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>It's my first blog post for the year. :) I just want to wish you all a &lt;b&gt;HAPPY 2010!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of 2010, it reminds me that I should change my layout to something more appropriate. This layout might stay until the first week of January, but too bad - it'll revert to the old one. I'm actually bored of the old one. Maybe I'll modify this a little bit. You see, I don't have enough leisure time already. So any suggestions for a layout theme? (Chosen theme will have the suggestor's name on the credits box. Isn't that awesome?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't that productive this Christmas break. It's all fun and stuff, but I did manage to study... hopefully, I still remember those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 felt so far yet so short. It was like those things happened a long time ago but at the same time, it was just last year. It's only a few months ago but it felt like history. Other things felt so near and yet they're so far. It's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random memories from the previous year.&lt;br /&gt;1. I wasn't at "home country" last new year, when 2008 became 2009. That's why I missed the family gathering. (But I enjoyed this year's. Go Pictionary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I won an awesome contest (photography) unexpectedly. But since there were a few entries, it was, I dunno. It's unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. JS Prom. My first. It was one of the best days of last school year. I wasn't studying and I didn't care about schoolwork and stuff. It was a "night to remember" - even though my prom partner was late. (BTW, Candy was at our prom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Family trips to HK and Korea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DBMC summer training - and I eventually became officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A new school year separated with my 3A family, but it worked out in the end - with the retreat. They were really hard times before; now, it's not that tough anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Still, history repeated itself. English still is harder than diamond. Calculus is way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I experienced the awesomeness of student teachers. It's nice to see a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. DBMC is getting awesome - at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I got a lot of family time because I "hate" school. But I'm staying every Wednesday and Saturday for DBMC practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I was part of the rondalla for the Christmas program. I played the marimba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;rondalla - a band composed of people (mostly second and third year students plus 5 DBMC members) headed by Mrs. dela Rosa with Mr. Gelido Jr. playing the banduria, violin and guitar, with the marimba and drums from DBMC&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met a lot of people last 2009, and I want to thank each and every one of you who made my life &lt;i&gt;worth living&lt;/i&gt;. This 2010, I don't want to make any new year's resolutions for they are simply made out of boredom and also for breaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my new year's eve with my family, a bit with the mother side and most of the time with the father side. We played Pictionary until it's January 1 and continued for about an hour after the fireworks. Then today, I was at the mother side house for lunch and we played Wii afterwards and ate merienda and watched movies and shows on Disney Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Christmas week, yes, I was on hiatus - but where did I go? Clue: it's far from where I am right now and I can't go back at this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, have a great year ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5581574071418588466?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5581574071418588466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5581574071418588466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5581574071418588466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5581574071418588466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010_01.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1310060983881400204</id><published>2009-12-31T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE!</title><content type='html'>I was back yesterday. I just didn't blog because of internet failure. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1310060983881400204?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1310060983881400204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1310060983881400204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1310060983881400204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1310060983881400204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-eve_31.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR&amp;#39;S EVE!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6713503358268315036</id><published>2009-12-25T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS! (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's the first Christmas for my blog... nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up late just to wish almost everyone a very merry Christmas. It's like my first time to do it. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you know how long is a typical Christmas Day? It's 24 hours or 1440 minutes or 86400 seconds, so make the most out of this wonderful day. But Christmas won't stop unless you want it to stop, and Christmas can last even longer than the time stated above as long as you keep the Christmas spirit alive in your hearts. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;sub&gt;(this is a Jadee original, please credit when used)&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Merry Christmas! (I'm so excited! 0_0 )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6713503358268315036?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6713503358268315036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6713503358268315036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6713503358268315036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6713503358268315036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009_24.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS! (2009)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6877644549385477583</id><published>2009-12-24T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself to &lt;s&gt;be kind&lt;/s&gt; give something to my affies this Christmas, so here it is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=147839307&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=147839307&amp;amp;width=1337" height="410" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/147839307/"&gt;LostContacts Christmas Ball&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/"&gt;noiseless-superhero&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll appreciate it if you click this link to save the image and to have a better view of it (or to view some of my awesome stuff too) &lt;a href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/art/LostContacts-Christmas-Ball-147839307"&gt;CLICK HERE TO VIEW JADEE'S AWESOME STUFF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! I won't be blogging tomorrow because I won't have the luxury of time, but I'll recommend you all to view my twitter @&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/iAmJadee"&gt;iAmJadee or at my widget at the sidebar (which is &lt;- )    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, &lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Christmas, Christmas time is near,&lt;br /&gt;Time for toys and time for cheer.&lt;br /&gt;We've been good, but we can't last,&lt;br /&gt;Hurry Christmas, Hurry fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...We can hardly stand the wait,&lt;br /&gt;Please Christmas don't be late."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chipmunk Song / Christmas Don't be Late, ALvin and the Chipmunks&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;(can't wait for the movie! ILY Theodore :D )&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6877644549385477583?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6877644549385477583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6877644549385477583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6877644549385477583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6877644549385477583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-christmas-eve_24.html' title='Happy Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1400804267326342541</id><published>2009-12-23T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I already opened my Christmas gifts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's too early to open Christmas gifts. I plan to open mine tomorrow, but me and my siblings just opened them this afternoon just for no reason. :) We can't open them on the exact Christmas day because we're out, and we don't open gifts at night. (It would be messy and such.) But still, it was fun opening the gifts even if we don't feel like Christmas yet. I don't really feel it. It's like, oh, so soon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Doesn't it feel like Christmas&lt;br /&gt;(it feels lovely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yes it feels like Christmas."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 8 Days of Christmas, Destiny's Child&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going somewhere this Christmas break... so yeah. :) I'll be off. But even if I'm here, I"m usually on "hiatus", right? I can't really find the time for blogging... you can blame school for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I changed my layout a few days ago. I think it was last Monday... and I spent around two days working on this layout. :) I find it cool. BUt sad to say, I have to change it once school arrives because it's not Christmas anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, I've been so obsessed with Gingerbread Man and reindeer ears... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog tomorrow about what happened days ago, if I'm not busy packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1400804267326342541?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1400804267326342541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1400804267326342541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1400804267326342541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1400804267326342541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-already-opened-my-christmas-gifts_23.html' title='I already opened my Christmas gifts.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8993023870842805124</id><published>2009-12-17T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS BREEEEAAAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for not blogging but I just don't have the time. There's a lot of things that just had to be done, and this is the only time when I can sneak in a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had the Sportsfest and the DBMC Christmas Party (as partly organized by me) and I enjoyed the latter event and I was NR (no reaction) on the former. I wasn't paid to shout. I was full-support last year... but the thought of no incentives just kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll be blogging tomorrow - hopefully and changing the color scheme of this layout. Hopefully too. This quarter was just too hectic without exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this post, I just want to greet you all a &lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS :D &lt;/b&gt; and happy birthday to all celebrants for December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention to:&lt;br /&gt;Sharlaine Sy and Allison Yu, 4E classmates&lt;br /&gt;Jules Chua, Kelsey Yu, Germaine Teng and Eunice Sy, 3A Kapatids&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Chua, Johnson Revidad and Sabrina Sia Sin, DBMC Family / bandmates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8993023870842805124?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8993023870842805124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8993023870842805124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8993023870842805124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8993023870842805124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-breeeeaaak_17.html' title='CHRISTMAS BREEEEAAAK!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1362315274603257488</id><published>2009-11-21T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>The first and only retreat of 4Emergency</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;34&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ore ore deo&lt;br /&gt;Umbalalaumba&lt;br /&gt;Umbalalaumba&lt;br /&gt;Umba de umba deo&lt;br /&gt;Zoom&lt;br /&gt;Zoom"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga taga-4Emergency lang ang nakakaalam ng buong story, lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long awaited post about the retreat - as detailed as possible, from the first day of senior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really excited for our retreat since last year's was really awesome with the awesome people I'm with last year. I didn't look forward to the retreat just because I won't be with my former classmates, but also because I knew that I'll be stuck with someone as my roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things changed just days before the retreat. I became more excited knowing that I'll be able to read wonderful reco letters and stuff, and it's also a great way to miss class without worrying about make-up tests and missed discussions. And I actually got a roommate way before the retreat - around the first few months of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked almost EVERYONE to write a reco letter for me. Most came back, fortunately. A day before the retreat was our MASA performance with DBMC, and I missed lots of classes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to our first day. We were in the classroom, with loads of reco letters on the platform, waiting to be distributed to their rightful owners. Just before leaving the school, I think I hugged with around 10 people? That's even before stepping inside the bus, even before the first session of the retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was a dizzy one. I was seated at the center seat, which is not really comfortable, but it's alright. I'm with my friends. Foooooood! And I also chatted with Fr. Paul on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we reached Tagaytay - SVD Retreat house. After bringing my heavy luggage to the fourth floor, settling in our room (with Sharlaine - my great roommate), it was time for the first session with Kuya Men (our facilitator for three years!). We had this blindfold game, which sucks (for reasons I don't wanna disclose) and we were grouped. My groupmates were Jenille, Andrew, Kevin Lee, Jamie, Michelle, Neil and Germaine. We're Team Colossae (sp). It's with them that I had the small group sharings plus something extra. (read: truth or truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember every detail, but it was on the first night that we read our reco letters. I couldn't help but cry... just for no reason. My sponsor, Gabe, told me that I'm going to cry when I read hers, and so I did. (Thanks again for sponsoring me) And I also cried on the next letter (from Achi Pan, thanks for distributing) and on the next and the next ones. My hanky was wet. Really wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we had the giving of candles, and i really appreciated it when my name was mentioned by some of my classmates, thanks. =D I actually forgot what I was going to say so I made pahabol on the... (spoiler) On the second day, we had so much fun during the small group sharing so we actually had dinner late. And I actually slept on one activity because I didn't sleep on the siesta time (because I got dizzy when I woke up after the siesta of the previous day) and I studed Hwa Wen during siesta time. (Sshhh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SOPs on the two days were awesome. I got the chance to talk and hug or appear or whatever with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, it was like, goodbye to the place... We'll be back to reality and back to school. But I'm sure that we won't forget all the memories and experiences of the retreat. Our two advisers, SIr Tanpoco and (Taofen) Yan Lao Shr came during the start of the mass. And on the mass, we had the footprints thingy and that's where I made pahabol. =D And after the mass, or towards the end, our advisers talked and Yan Lao Shr came first, and I felt like she was making "sermon" because my mind wandered like it was some sort of lecture, but still, I felt the "adviser love" and so with Sir Tanpoco who also had his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As had our ride back, as always, I was at the center seat, and I was seated next to Fr. Paul and Allison. While on the bus, I felt dizzy and sleepy. As we arrived at school, we had some picture moments and it was again time for DBMC practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was three days and two nights and I had only around half of last year's pictures. =( It was even less than 100. Anyways, it was one of the best retreats. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 4Emergency, and as what I said, I love you all. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/6162/4emergencyretreat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1362315274603257488?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1362315274603257488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1362315274603257488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1362315274603257488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1362315274603257488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-and-only-retreat-of-4emergency_20.html' title='The first and only retreat of 4Emergency'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7991355741528437098</id><published>2009-11-19T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>1 DAY BEFORE NEW MOON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly what you call a &lt;b&gt;Twihard&lt;/b&gt;, but I'm quite excited about New Moon because I'm quite a movie addict now, and it's the best movie (I think) that will be showing on theaters. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's card distribution as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to celebrate the release of New Moon, here are some graphics I created. Thanks to bellaandedward.com for the pictures. I hope it's fine that I used them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit will be appreciated when graphics are used. (eg, "Thank you to lostcontacts.blogspot.com or something like that or a link will do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/noho55.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/dbqtzc.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/260syys_th.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/11c7293_th.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2nqbee1_th.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/30tmf0w_th.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/zo7x4h_th.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/vrsm75_th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And are you on Team Edward or Team Jacob? (&lt;i&gt;Both graphics are also created by me.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/1487/teamedwardgif.gif" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://img40.imageshack.us/img40/1489/teamjacobgif.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They won't animate on Safari. :( Not tested on other browsers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment when grabbing. (On comment form please, not on tagboard)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-7991355741528437098?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7991355741528437098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7991355741528437098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7991355741528437098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7991355741528437098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-day-before-new-moon_19.html' title='1 DAY BEFORE NEW MOON!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/noho55_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3744429610411666293</id><published>2009-11-17T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Chinese, Math and Physics - with English on Top</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;38&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This is all so crazy, &lt;s&gt;everybody seems so famous&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy's turnin' &lt;s&gt;and I'm feelin' kinda homesick&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much pressure and I'm nervous"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Party in the USA, Miley Cyrus&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our MASA performance (DBMC)last November 7, we had our retreat last November 9 - 11,, then another DBMC performance last November 14. So, how many classes did I skip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I feel so tired after days of cramming and catching up, and the worst part is, I missed two days of Calculus discussions and I have to take the test tomorrow... without even listening to the discussion. Oh well, I have to drop this. But still, it's Calculus, and who knows, I'll ace it - without knowing what the lesson is about? That's a miracle, or a skill, or a superpower. Enough about Calculus, which is the subject way better than English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't talk about the retreat because it would take me an hour to finish everything, and I don't have much time. It was fun, of course. No Chinese lessons for three days? It's like heaven without a decent hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on rest mode because I don't want to study Calculus because I have no idea about the limits and stuff and everything else. Besides, I intentionally left my notebook inside the locker in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all the studying, I have DBMC for added work, but it's something that makes me escape the studying inside the classroom. I have a hectic schedule with all the performances and deadlines and stuff and I can't have any other extra-curricular activity to add. As much as I want to do our class' bulletin board... I can't. I'm sorry. It's like I'm using DBMC as an excuse to get out of "extra work", but no, I'm "proving" that DBMC is a valid excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all so crazy. My tummy's turning. Too much pressure and I'm nervous. Quoted from Party in the USA. =D Report card distribution is on Friday and I'm not really that excited, not that nervous, and not that prepared for the worst. It's like nothing to me because of the busy life, but once I have the time to think of it, I might scream and panic. I don't wanna cry anymore. I don't want to waste my tears on something like that. Most of all, I don't want to spend a lot of time worrying about something when I can spend that time being happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like going to the "boulevard of broken dreams" all over again, but am I immune to that pain already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3744429610411666293?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3744429610411666293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3744429610411666293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3744429610411666293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3744429610411666293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/chinese-math-and-physics-with-english_17.html' title='Chinese, Math and Physics - with English on Top'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3178545508109203812</id><published>2009-11-05T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Retreat and all that back-to -school work</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like finding songs anymore. I seem to have run out of songs to use... and it takes up a lot of time finding the right song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after going back to school, I've already taken 3 GEs (graded exercises) and more are coming tomorrow. I've adjusted pretty well. And the best thing about the third quarter is... &lt;b&gt;NO EXAMS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my retreat on Monday to Wednesday, I've got one more thing coming up - another DBMC performance outside the school! It's actually awesome because we (might) get to skip class, but it would be hard for me because I'll be skipping Chinese and Chinese (which is awesome...) and Physics and... it depends on the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't wait for my reco letters! It'll be a last minute cram again, but still, it's better than nothing. For online buddies: you can send me reco letters until Saturday, just comment for more info. You can PM me in thr forums (TG &amp; BWU &amp; others...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This third quarter is really short. Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3178545508109203812?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3178545508109203812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3178545508109203812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3178545508109203812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3178545508109203812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/retreat-and-all-that-back-to-school_04.html' title='Retreat and all that back-to -school work'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6851494567084221592</id><published>2009-10-31T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Come let's tip-toe into the dark&lt;br /&gt;One good scare ought to do it!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One Good Scare Ought to Do You Some Good, Phineas and Ferb&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the new layout! It's especially modified for &lt;b&gt;HALLOWEEN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a better layout in mind, with halloween graphics and stuff, but this is what I can come up with in a short span of time. Besides, I still have a lot to learn in creating vectors and stuff. (I don't want to just get a picture on the net and add effects and text... it just doesn't feel right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's semestral break and I've already done my assignments... which is good. =D There's no "free day" left for me which is sad. This year's sem break is too short for me. I haven't made a new layout or an album or anything else for that matter, oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out of the house for almost everyday of the sem break, which is good, even though I wasn't able to play a lot... it's still fun. At least I'll get to have some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I look forward to go back to school. Not that I'm bored at home... it's just that school makes the time pass by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next halloween, if we're going to Disneyland... or not, I want to dress up as a vampire - without the teeth and the blood. I just think it's awesome. I like the cape. Or something else that is way cooler... I'm thinking of a secret agent or a killer, lol. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this entry, I just want to greet everyone a &lt;b&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6851494567084221592?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6851494567084221592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6851494567084221592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6851494567084221592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6851494567084221592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween_31.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5612683762675365467</id><published>2009-10-28T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>SEMBREEEEEEEAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Come join the party (it's a celebration)&lt;br /&gt;Anybody just won't do&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this started (no more hesitation)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everybody wants to party with you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebration, Madonna&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, semestral break. The days I've been waiting for. The days of laziness. The days of boredom. The days wherein I have to stay home and avoid school. The days of awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 OCTOBER 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the day of both the DLSUCET and the procession. My last entrance exam and my last procession. I could say that the DLSUCET was easier than the ACET, or was just it that it's hotter at Ateneo while I'm freezing at La Salle? Anyways, I had fun during the exam, since we're mostly from 4E inside the room, and we were joking around. Our examiner reminded me a lot of one of our teachers, (clue: this year's speech teacher aka Sir Rillo - don't ask why) and I kept on laughing and joking about it. He's actually taller and thinner and has more facial hair. (OMG I was paying too much attention.) But the DLSUCET was shorter, no essay, and overall - fun! (PS: The mirrors inside the CR were big enough for all of us. =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our last procession. So practice started really late. We watched a basketball game at the new gym while waiting for the practice and I was about to bring down the drums to help cheer for the school team, but our president didn't allow me to. Call that KJ. It sucks. *thumbs down* I actually wanted to play the drums. So we're a bit late for the procession. Everyone was already out. I actually thought we're going to be at the end of the line, but we sneaked up in front. (And I felt like a famous person waving at the people while walking, lol.) It was tiring, but it was less tiring than the previous years. We had switching. I actually played the table lyre. =D It was heavy. The whole time was rewarding and fun. I went home with sore shoulders and feet, but still, I enjoyed every bit of that procession - my last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 OCTOBER 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outreach in Malacanang. So I was lucky to be with my friends that time. We were at Malacanang early in the morning, around 8am, and we waited until we were assigned to pack the small packs of relief goods into sacks. But we were relocated someplace else because there were no packs left. I was with Joyce and Jules and other people. We reached the PSG office and we separated the good relief goods from the bad ones. It was a stinky process but it's worth every sweat. We met 1LT "may itsurang gwapong sundalo" (I think his name was Paul Vincent or something else). He's cool. =D Then we went back to Malacanang to eat lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived back to school at around 1pm and we had the earthquake drill. I was actually sleeping that time and Allison woke me up. I was acting sluggish that time due to tireness. I walked slowly and steadily knowing that it was only a drill. Then we had the Chinese calligraphy contest before dismissal. And before that, we rechecked our Physics exam and I passed. =D I mean, it's almost impossible that I'll fail, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 OCTOBER 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Sun Sister Moon! I was assigned to shobe Cassie (pronounced KC) with Gwennie as my partner. She's a charming little girl, active and fun, talkative at times, but most of all, insanely cute! I'm with the blue team with 4C. Awesome, right? I played the quiz bee but we lost. But overall, our team won the Most Disciplined award. I could blame friction losing the games though. What I like most about shobe Cassie is that we have loads in common - favorite cartoon characters, favorite color... It was sad seeing her go because I'll miss her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had free period that afternoon but we answered the school safety survey, then we had the Chinese Essay Writing Contest. While waiting for my seat assignment, I saw Sir Tanpoco's ST (which is Sir Catayong). The essay topic was kinda hard. I was sleepy that time and I rushed the essay. I didn't care about winning because I never win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 OCTOBER 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at MoA with Jules, Kyle and Kimy. Achi Pan wasn't able to come. =( We ate then we went to Timezone (the throw balls on the screen thingy rocks!) then we watched 500 Days of Summer. Honestly, I didn't like it that much; I preferred The Proposal more. I thought it was a romantic comedy, but I didn't find the comedy in it. (&lt;b&gt;WARNING!&lt;/b&gt; Parental Guidance advised at the next part) The only thing I found funny (one of the) and weird is when they both shouted "Penis" over and over again at the park. I won't really recommend this, especially if you're bored, but if given the chance, I'm willing to watch this over again. =D It's a simple movie, with a few characters, and a simple storyline. Above all, I liked the type of narration used in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't watch MJ's This is It but it would be cool if we watched that. The theater guys were actually in MJ-inspired attire which is cool. So we walked slow today which now kinda reminds me of the moonwalk. =D We saw some of our batchmates, Jenille and Valene, after the movie while we were walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this day. Hello sembreak! (But still, we have assignments)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5612683762675365467?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5612683762675365467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5612683762675365467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5612683762675365467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5612683762675365467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/sembreeeeeeeak_28.html' title='SEMBREEEEEEEAK!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4088327785635804771</id><published>2009-10-21T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Sleepless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So far, so great, believe it&lt;br /&gt;Can't take away this feeling"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So Far, So Great, Demi Lovato&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams again. I've been sleepless lately, and I'm kinda deprived of all that fun, so I took this day off to play and laze around and do whatever I want. So that means, no studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first: I passed Calculus, yes, the normal pass. =D And they say Calculus is hard. (Seriously, I passed - but is Calculus hard? For me it's not that hard, compared to Chinese, but to think that it's Calculus and it's such a big word...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that today's Friday and tomorrow's Saturday. I'm quite excited for Saturday because of DBMC practice for the procession and we'll have the DLSUCET on Sunday. So which means that this week's pretty hectic. Couldn't be hectic-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more exams to go before a short "break". It's relaxing that only once Chinese and one Algeb are left! If you only knew how much work I have to do... And I feel uneasy with today's exam but I still hope that I'll pass. I need to get a high score on this exam and other exams so I can pull up my grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now dream of Semestral Break. I believe that it's relaxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4088327785635804771?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4088327785635804771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4088327785635804771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4088327785635804771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4088327785635804771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepless_21.html' title='Sleepless.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-61112912272839784</id><published>2009-10-17T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>So this is where it ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Remember all the things we wanted,&lt;br /&gt;All the memories they're haunted&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Already Gone, Kelly Clarkson&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One awesome question: "Miss, may tanong ako. Kung siya si Allison, siya si Melanie, siya si Germaine, siya si Alain, sino ako?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around two months ago, people in orange/peach uniforms entered the classroom for the first time. We were a bunch of people with mixed reactions, both positive and negative. Seeing them almost every day for two months seemed normal to us, until yesterday, little did we know that it was the last time for us to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm talking about are the student teachers. Actually, we met 5 out of I dunno, but still, two became our "regular teachers", and whether we like it or not, we had to learn from them. Almost two months of a different kind of Physics and Speech-slash-Technical Writing, we had to adjust back to the normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually took me more that one day to finally remember their names, although one stuck pretty quickly, because it's the same name (surname) as one of our teachers. That's why we have two Ms. Aguilar's &lt;span style="font-size:75%;"&gt;(spelling corrected by Alain, thanks)&lt;/span&gt;. =D Coolness. I actually address them as "Ms./Mr. student teacher ni name of teacher" So if it's Sir Tanpoco's ST, I call him "Mr. Student Teacher ni Mr. Tanpoco. For Ms. Eriful's, it's Ms. Student Teacher ni Ms. Eriful which is equal to Ms. Abella. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn't get close to any, for one reason they don't know my name (that's why I'm always saved from recitation), there are these awesome memories that I'll definitely miss, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Am I right?" -Ms. Abella&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, those Physics times. And during her grand demo, we answered "Absolutely", lol. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There won't be teachers in orange/peach or pink or violet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Speech and Technical Writing time with Ms. Aguilar. =D&lt;br /&gt;For no reason, it's just fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mr. Student ni Sir Tanpoco. =D For no reason, and even though he doesn't teach us Calculus, we just talked during the field trip. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Again, Technical Writing time with Ms. Aguilar and the other guy student teacher. (I think it's Mr. Student Teacher ni Ms. Arbonida) No particular reason, but I find it fun when they talk with each other during one time when Sir Rillo is not around and both of them taught us. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I just have many memories about Ms. Aguilar as she called me "the responsible one" during one groupwork about debate and all my groupmates including me fell asleep. =D And she woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The amazing race wherein almost all STs are there. Actually, the amazing race is fun by itself. =D We were shouting at each other and all that stuff only to get plus points. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We won't have a need for extra chairs anymore... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. We only need to greet one teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Everything else. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so enough of those. =D After hairband day, then pigtails day, and Pucca day (today - I pass on this), it's fun doing what 4C do since I'm part of 3A, I "should" do this as well. =D Crazy yet fun. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where it ends. Everything will go back to normal, but the memories will never be lost. How much more when we graduate? Truckloads of memories to remember, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Thanks to everyone who greeted me on my birthday, and those who greeted the day after and the day before, thanks as well. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-61112912272839784?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/61112912272839784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=61112912272839784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/61112912272839784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/61112912272839784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-this-is-where-it-ends_17.html' title='So this is where it ends.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7909494104434393127</id><published>2009-10-15T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>BLOG ACTION DAY 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogactionday.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogactionday.org/imgs/badges/bad-180-150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a yearly tradition for me to take part in Blog Action Day, which falls on the same day as my birthday. Without further adieu, let me present the topic for this year's Blog Action Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIMATE CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days when it's just right, then one day it's too hot, one day it's really chilly, suddenly it rains. This is something that I cannot explain, but it sure is bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate change is related to the earth. One source of hotness of the earth is the release of CFCs or chlorofluorocarbons that are found in styrofoam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees provide us with oxygen. But as with illegal logging, less oxygen is produced which makes the world hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent typhoons Ondoy (Ketsana) and Peping (Parma) are effects of climate change. Lives gone, properties gone, and a lot were forced to start again without nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can we help with climate change? Simply by not wasting paper, limiting our Styrofoam use, reduce, reuse and recycle, try to commute or carpool or walk, segregate garbage and not littering, and a lot more... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate change affects us all, no matter what nation you're from, no matter where you are, we all live in one planet - the EARTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-7909494104434393127?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7909494104434393127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7909494104434393127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7909494104434393127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7909494104434393127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-action-day-2009_15.html' title='BLOG ACTION DAY 2009'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3294783738131051292</id><published>2009-10-15T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>OMG I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;... I just can't believe that today's my birthday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be collecting birthday messages in this post, please put a comment. Thank you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's the time of your life&lt;br /&gt;You don't want it to stop&lt;br /&gt;On right here and now"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrate You, Corbin Bleu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3294783738131051292?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3294783738131051292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3294783738131051292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3294783738131051292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3294783738131051292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-i-just-can-believe-it_14.html' title='OMG I JUST CAN&amp;#39;T BELIEVE IT'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8596253363227810030</id><published>2009-10-14T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>17.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am sixteen, going on seventeen"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sixteen Going On Seventeen, Sound of Music&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll be &lt;b&gt;officially&lt;/b&gt; seventeen in a few hours. Not that I'm excited, it's just that I couldn't believe that I'll be turning a year older... again. I feel like I wasted a year of my life and all that drama; I keep on saying that every year, whether it's my birthday or it's the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I formally turn seventeen, here's a speech that I want to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm turning seventeen in just a few moments. I'm still sixteen. My "sweet and spunky" sixteen life is one of the most memorable ones that I have had. I say it almost every year though. Each year just gets better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been through a lot - euphoria, depression, hyperactivity, craziness, sadness, suffering, pain, joy, laughter, and everything else. I've been on a roller coaster of emotions - each experience brings a new lesson that can not be learned through the books in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if I became more mature or more childish. I don't know if I improved or not, one thing's for sure - I know I became stronger with each trial that came my way. I'm immune to failing English, tried and tested... I think, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not a lot get to reach the age of 17, and I'm another person who will get to reach that age. Some die young, may they rest in peace. I'm lucky that I was able to reach another stage of life, may it be one step closer to death, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seventeen seems like a mature age, a time for maturity. I refuse to give up my childhood, but I am open for improvement. There's no one who does not evolve through time. Evolution is a phase of life. Change is constant. We all have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, there is only one thing left for me to say. THANK YOU. For without you, there won't be a part in me that has changed. Every person I met through the years changed my life, may it be a small impact or a huge one. As they say in physics, the change in velocity, the greater impulse. That shows that the more I know you, the more things you changed into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Again, thank you, and I hope you'll continue to change my life for the better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to complete my wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. All my life, I wished to be a consistent honor student but I never and will never fulfill it. How sad, but I want to make it up on the next quarters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I got what I wanted. I'm not looking for love. I'm doing a term paper. I'm not sleeping. I'm not yet studying. I want to be able to have more time for things I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not a sucker for material gifts, but it sure feels good to receive some. =D But the best gift is to have people greeting me and remembering my birthday - but not to point out that I'm getting older or greeting me for pizza, lol. =D Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I just want to enjoy the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostcontacts.blogspot.com/2009/10/jades-seventeenth-birthday-contest.html"&gt;The birthday contest ends by the end of tomorrow. =D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8596253363227810030?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8596253363227810030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8596253363227810030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8596253363227810030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8596253363227810030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/17_14.html' title='17.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3940796442451268698</id><published>2009-10-10T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>The Most Awesomest (Advance) Birthday Celeb EVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And honestly,&lt;br /&gt;My life would suck without you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Life Would Suck WIthout You, Kelly Clarkson&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: OMG. THANKS TO MY DBMC FAMILY FOR GIVING ME THE BEST (ADVANCE) BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION EVER! No pics, sorry... I mean, there are no pictures. =( How fail, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day really didn't start well after being disowned by lunch break, which "sucks" because it's really disowning me, and even if it's a joke, it still hurts. I don't care if it's a joke or not, it hurts. It really hurts. I'm quite emotional, and these jokes (or if they're not, whatever) - they hurt me so much. In my current situation, all I want is to be loved in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it just sucks. I hate these jokes. I mean, I take almost everything seriously, and jokes like these are not meant for me. What if they're real? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to just practice martial arts and military tactics, and archery, gunning, self-defense and all that stuff. Violence may not be the solution, but it sure makes the pain lesser. After all the years I've suffered, after all the pain I've gone through, after all misunderstandings, after being at the bottom and never rising again, after all the broken dreams, after everything - all I want is to prove myself, to be strong, to be who I dream to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of these emotions that are supposed to be hidden... I don't want to elaborate more. I don't want these things. I just want to be happy. Behind the smiles, behind the laughs, a broken heart that is trying to heal itself, but is constantly broken and shattered into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start the ball rolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIBRARY TIME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having my heart broken and everything else, I decided to stay in the comforts of the DBMC room. Staying there, trying to study, then lying down on the table until it was time to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRE-FLAG RETREAT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped bring down some instruments. There wasn't anyone there... I tried calling some members, walking outside their classrooms. Then we were downstairs, I was hyped up because we'll be playing "Nobody". It's my current favorite. Suddenly, we lack beaters! I volunteered to get because I know I'm fast enough. I didn't care if it was almost prayer time. I got a set of beaters, then I dashed back and arrived at the second floor just at the second they were going to play the national anthem. Awesome right? Note: I rode the elevator from second to seventh floor, then from seventh to third floor, then dashed the stairs from third to second floor. I felt a sense of achievement and accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FLAG RETREAT AND PERFORMANCE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired after all the running, but I was able to play the national anthem. Afterwards, we changed formation and I was the people who disowned me and one was making "belat" (tongue out). Okay, so it's my duty to play and I have to play. Then I was looking around at people and trying to find people who I know. I know the song by heart and I can play it without looking all the time and it just felt awesome. =D I waved at people, including Miss A aka Nanay SL =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POST- FLAG RETREAT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the "faculty stairs" instead of the "DBMC side stairs" (names are not official, I just named them) and I saw my "(ex) gf" and I hanged around there outside the faculty because I just don't feel like going up yet. I was holding the stand with my right hand, and the beaters and log-in sheet on my other hand. I saw people and said/waved hi. What made me happy is when I saw Miss A (yeah, I miss her... reminds me of last school year) and she told me that "they were admiring me because I'm playing without looking (at the instrument) and I was looking around..." Lt me remember who I saw... um, Sir Tanpoco (current adviser) and I waved at him and also his student teacher (not at the same time) and the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRACTICE TIME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went them and saw other members. I know I was late because I stayed and chatted... but there were only a few people when I went there. After few minutes, I saw Sally, Shirley, Jolly with a cake and I was so surprised and I was laughing and smiling and I was very happy. It was the first time that someone did this for me! Everyone was eating cake and some were just chatting because the girls are inside the DBMC room and the boys are on the sixth floor. Then we had last minute practice (girls) then we went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISMISSED:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and I was very happy. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I want to thank my DBMC family for this wonderful day, and most of all, thanks Shirley for planning and for buying a cake for me! I really wasn't expecting this. You made this day one of my favorites. I love you guys. Thanks again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Countdown:&lt;br /&gt;6. A lifetime supply of ballpens in different colors, especially black and blue colors. In different brands too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My own vibraphone or glockenspiel or lyre or table lyre or "plantsa". YEAH AWESOME! For practice and, I just love it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: Don't forget to join my birthday contest &lt;a href="http://lostcontacts.blogspot.com/2009/10/jades-seventeenth-birthday-contest.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3940796442451268698?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3940796442451268698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3940796442451268698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3940796442451268698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3940796442451268698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-awesomest-advance-birthday-celeb_10.html' title='The Most Awesomest (Advance) Birthday Celeb EVER.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2077140259455219956</id><published>2009-10-08T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Parties and More Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You got to live to party&lt;br /&gt;Bust your move&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's in the groove&lt;br /&gt;Tell the DJ to play that song&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to rock and roll?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Live to Party, Jonas Brothers&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about our teachers' day party. EPIC FAIL. I'm sorry, it's better than saying it's a crappy poop or something, or it's worse than getting soaked in the rain with no extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need an explanation? Simply because &lt;i&gt;I wasn't able to get the food that WAS ALREADY PAID FOR when my tuition fee was paid.&lt;/i&gt; Curse the organizers for not providing enough food for everyone. Explain why I don't have food? Can you? &lt;b&gt; I want my refund.&lt;/b&gt; Or else you're my enemy and I won't forgive you because after the party I have to perform and one of our performances will be on stage and I get cranky when I'm hungry and I can't function well on an empty stomach. GOod thing I didn't collapse; or did I wish I did? Maybe I wish so. So everyone can see how awful are you and teachers and other people will scold you for it and everyone can see how substandard you are. Yeah, awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to thank Shirley Cai for providing me some food that wasn't enough to be called a lunch, but still, it's the food that counts; and also to Bea for provinding me with a couple of strands of beansprouts. That's better than nothing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our DBMC performance was awesome. I was at center, staring at the audience trying to find my friends and everyone else. To clear things up, &lt;u&gt;I wasn't angry, (or maybe I was but at certain people who didn't give me food) I was hungry.&lt;/u&gt; And who can play on an empty stomach? "Nobody" was awesome. I think everyone made a mistake and I got it right so that means it seemed like I made the mistake; but still, I would want to thank my DBMC mates for making this performance the best ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened that is worth blogging about; we had a Physics quiz last Tuesday and I passed. (I got the testpaper yesterday) and we had DBMC practice as usual. I lack sleep so I made up for it last night. We're almost always almost late to school these past days and I don't wanna get late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awful. Someone threw something at me that was hard. It almost hurt my eye. I knew who he was, I knew it might not be intentional, but still, I've been hit a lot of times since the first day of school. Paper, clay, more paper and others. My seat is so prone to danger since if the target was not hit, it lands on me. And man, it hurts. After several sorrys, I decided that I won't forgive that person and it now bears a grudge on my heart. I hate my class even more because of this incident. Nothing even the retreat will change my mind. (The field trip didn't work well, but there are amazing people who are just amazing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got assignments piled up, with a Chinese test tomorrow and I just have to pass it! Get a high score... and I almost forgot about my English assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday's coming up so don't forget to enter my &lt;a href="http://lostcontacts.blogspot.com/2009/10/jades-seventeenth-birthday-contest.html"&gt;birthday contest&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the countdown that I almost abandoned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13.&lt;/b&gt; Family bonding time. Watching movies, shopping, eating out. =D Serendra, please. But anywhere with movies is good. (No movies at Serendra, but I wanted to eat at the French restaurant there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.&lt;/i&gt; Krispy Kreme + Starbucks; but I think I'll forego this for a while, I need to cut down on fat and unhealthy stuff in Krispy Kreme. Hmmm, Gonuts Donuts and Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11.&lt;/u&gt; The awesome party ever since I had lots of bad birthdays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; A new outfit - plaid shirts, dresses and pants? Jackets, shoes, accessories... and necklaces that are cuuuttteeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;9.&lt;/i&gt; More time to focus on my art, and the inspiration to go with it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8.&lt;/u&gt; Safety all the time. No more flying objects that hit me. No more stuff that hit me physically, emotionally and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; Did I say I wanna give up being the leader of our IP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, some few "hints" that may help you with the contest:&lt;br /&gt;I love necklaces, I love art, I love cute stuffs. I may sorta be a techie, I love music and movies. I love cute things. I'm a girl, and I may be childish... but that doesn't mean I like to eat baby food. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2077140259455219956?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2077140259455219956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2077140259455219956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2077140259455219956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2077140259455219956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/parties-and-more-fun_08.html' title='Parties and More Fun'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-9218602418987432200</id><published>2009-10-03T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Jade's Seventeenth (Birthday) Contest</title><content type='html'>A first in my blogging "career"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostcontacts.blogspot.com/2009/10/jades-seventeenth-birthday-contest.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/5002/jadees17th.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to have two (or three) contests back-to-back, but I think one is enough. Besides, it's the first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the contest about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOPIC: &lt;b&gt;The Best Birthday Gift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATCHA DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll be celebrating my birthday in a few days, and after lots of bad birthdays, I want this year to be different. Be imaginative. Be realistic. Be who you are. But most of all, be sure to answer this question: &lt;u&gt;"What is the best birthday gift (that you could give me)?"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: You do not have to do this for me, like for example, you answered "a trip to outer space" or "a hundred cupcakes" or whatever, and be sure to &lt;u&gt;explain why!&lt;/u&gt; All I need is an explanation. You may present it in text form or in pictures or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEADLINE: &lt;b&gt;My birthday, or I might give a day extension&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO ENTER: Add a comment with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Something where I can contact you (like an email address):&lt;br /&gt;Your entry: (answers, explanations, and the like...)&lt;br /&gt;Favorite celebrities/things: (you'll know why!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIZES: &lt;b&gt;I may choose a grand winner or lots more, it depends on how many entrants. So the more entrants, the more winners!&lt;br /&gt;Winner will get these:&lt;br /&gt;- graphic certificate&lt;br /&gt;- graphics from me! (icons, wallpapers, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Entrants will get:&lt;br /&gt;- surprise! &lt;br /&gt;So everyone who enters will get something! =D Awesome!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha waiting for? Join now! (And while you're at it, link me? Open to link exchanges...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-9218602418987432200?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/9218602418987432200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=9218602418987432200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/9218602418987432200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/9218602418987432200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/jade-seventeenth-birthday-contest_02.html' title='Jade&amp;#39;s Seventeenth (Birthday) Contest'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3723288236746797327</id><published>2009-10-01T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>17 before 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So baby don't worry, you are my only, &lt;br /&gt;You won't be lonely, even if the sky is falling down"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Down, Jay Sean&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to start this a couple of days ago but the thought just struck me last night while I was brushing my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These couple of days, I've been doing nothing but being a couch potato and an internet addict. I'm so unproductive due to class suspensions which are longer than our semestral break. I still wonder if we're going to have a semestral break this year. It's short, maybe it'll be shorter or it'll be cancelled? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of schoolworks recently and I'm worrying (somewhat) over them but I never got the motivation to kick my butt off the chair and go to work. Never, really. I hate studying and I just seem to lost the motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day will be on Monday. I'm so excited because it's a chance to go to school and not have classes. It's like party the whole day until dismissal. Awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing lineart now. It's my first and it's tiring. I feel it will be rewarding in the end though. Aside from lineart, I'm busy with Facebook. Pet Society rocks! It's addicting too, and now you know what I do with my study time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days and I'll be back to school. I hope I could adjust well because more than a week without classes? It just makes me lazy, relaxed and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for "17 before 17" (I'll make up for the days before). It's sorta like a wishlist and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My birthday will fall on the minor exam week (supposed to be on the major exam week), and even though there's no exam on that day, I would be studying and studying for the next day's test. (Except if suddenly there'll be classes on Thursdays.) How I wish that I could perfect the exam/s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Speaking of exams, wouldn't it be nice to get the highest possible score in the next Calculus graded exercises and GEs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I've always wanted cameras - DSLRs and Lomos, and never got one. Is my birthday the right time for either one of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. It's raining, raining, ooh baby it's raining, raining. Good weather would be tops! With the recently gone Ondoy to the upcoming Peping, lots of casualties, and destruction to properties, I wish for the best weather possible. Snow, if it can be done. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3723288236746797327?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3723288236746797327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3723288236746797327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3723288236746797327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3723288236746797327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/17-before-17_01.html' title='17 before 17'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4862370274792385097</id><published>2009-09-29T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Massive Destruction</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/art/One-Big-Destruction-138624236"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/4158/ondoy09292009copy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A picture can paint a thousand words...&lt;br /&gt;it can paint the story of life and death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how quick life can be-&lt;br /&gt;In a snap,&lt;br /&gt;In a breath,&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;Gone in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow and painful,&lt;br /&gt;Quick and peaceful;&lt;br /&gt;Death, inevitable,&lt;br /&gt;Fear, cannot escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tragic loss,&lt;br /&gt;The misery caused,&lt;br /&gt;Destruction-&lt;br /&gt;Killed many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken structures,&lt;br /&gt;Shattered souls,&lt;br /&gt;What's lost is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One world, one nation&lt;br /&gt;One community.&lt;br /&gt;One's voice,&lt;br /&gt;One's help,&lt;br /&gt;One's support,&lt;br /&gt;One's care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's love&lt;br /&gt;Help all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray to the God-&lt;br /&gt;To ease the pain,&lt;br /&gt;To keep us safe,&lt;br /&gt;To create a rainbow after the rain.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-jadee♥ 09.29.2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our Father in Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;we humbly pray to You as a Nation.&lt;br /&gt;We plead to Your merciful heart that You may look upon us with compassion.&lt;br /&gt;We pray for our brothers who have lost their lives. Receive them into Your&lt;br /&gt;heavenly kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;We pray for those who are lost and those who are trying to get home to their&lt;br /&gt;families.&lt;br /&gt;Make their way easy.&lt;br /&gt;We pray for those who have lost their homes.&lt;br /&gt;Give them comfort.&lt;br /&gt;We pray for those who are still exposed to the bad conditions and awaiting help.&lt;br /&gt;Give them strength.&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do for our unfortunate brothers, we offer to You &amp;amp; Your Glory.&lt;br /&gt;All this we pray in d most Holy Name of Jesus. Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also posted at &lt;a href="http://noiseless-superhero.deviantart.com/art/One-Big-Destruction-138624236"&gt;~noiseless-superhero @deviantArt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4862370274792385097?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4862370274792385097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4862370274792385097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4862370274792385097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4862370274792385097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/massive-destruction_29.html' title='Massive Destruction'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8493283352818117241</id><published>2009-09-28T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Soaked, wet, drowned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It looks like rain&lt;br /&gt;And that's alright with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm standin here just lookin for the chance to make you see&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a little rain is all you need&lt;br /&gt;So let it come and wash all over me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rain, Katelyn Tarver&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagyong Ondoy - The massive typhoon that swept the country. It served as a "first time for everything". Flood went up houses unlike before. Milenyo may be deadly, but it did not soak the ground floor. It wasn't the flood to blame; it's the opening of a dam that's why a lot of properties were damaged and floodwater went up houses that weren't normally filled with floodwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownouts. That's pretty normal. I was watching a DVD and suddenly boom. I think there's only around 30 mins of the DVD left, and I had to watch the rest of the DVD today. (If you want to know what the DVD is, it's Twilight. I just got the time to watch tv.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I liked about the brownout is that I don't have to hear either Timmy Turner's or Spongebob's voice. Not that I have anything against them, I'm just tired of their voices. My little sister (who's big enough to watch Hannah Montana and Suite Life and the like) is nonstop on cartoons... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on brownout for almost 24 hours. (See my tweets!) And it's so sweet to have electricity back. And no classes tomorrow, but I feel like I don't like going back to school at all! For one, I left my assignment notebook there and my assignment is in it. But, I think I like to go to school, because I['m semi-productive there. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was flooding here, I don't know it it floods until now. My place here is so prone to flooding, when all other places are dry, it may still flood here. And so with brownouts. They have electricity, we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day is postponed until further notice, I guess because the school is flooded. We'll be back to school on Wednesday though, but it's regular classes. I hope they won't cancel teachers' day - I've been waiting for this! (Plus, I'm a performer... or we)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the victims of Bagyong Ondoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8493283352818117241?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8493283352818117241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8493283352818117241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8493283352818117241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8493283352818117241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/soaked-wet-drowned_28.html' title='Soaked, wet, drowned.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2986583022334074079</id><published>2009-09-24T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>F.U.N.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So how did you get here under my skin&lt;br /&gt;I swore that I'll never let you back in&lt;br /&gt;Should have known better&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we go go go again"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Here We Go Again, Demi Lovato&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first: I would want to thank everyone who supported me in the Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009. I hope I win Bets Overall Blog, Best Special Interest Blog or both or any of the two, but being in the finals is a great achievement for me. I'm not sure how  good I fared with the votes, hopefully I did well. Anyway, I want to express my gratitude to everyone. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our field trip yesterday. We went to Subic Treetop. We were told to be in school before 6am, but that was a hoax. We did not get out until after 6:30am. We had a stopover at Bulacan. I did not take note of the time at the stopover and when we arrived at Treetop, but I'm sure it was before noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our section was separated into 4 groups - I group for every section. I was in 4A. I was wishing for 4C, but it's still great that I was in 4A. Our first activity is the Canopy Ride / Walk. It's like a cable car but you're only in chairs and your feet are dangling. Walk is for the bridge. We had the 9 station ride first, then the bridge last. It rained while we're on the middle of the ride, but good thing we wore helmets. And good thing it wasn't hard rain. Because I'm too crazy, I danced a few steps of Jai Ho while walking on the bridge. I think no one noticed that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch afterwards. Rice + Chicken + Veggies + Iced Tea + Fruit Salad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archery was next. I struggled a bit with my second sot, but I did my first with grace and "skill". I wasn't able to hit the watermelon, but I shot far enough to be considered good. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After was trekking. I got tired at the trail but it was fine. I was thirsty since I left my bag at the bus. The ground wasn't that muddy because the rain stopped during lunch. We also had this jungle survival demo which served as a "rest stop" because we were seated. =D It was at the middle of the trail. After the trekking, it was relaxing since all activities were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're the first group to finish. I did not stay at the bus. I waited for my "kapatids" because they were waiting for their turn for the canopy ride. Then they had head count and after that, I was "missing" so I just went back to the bus and waited. Even though I didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited until all groups were finished. My kapatids were unfortunate enough to have themselves soaked because it rained hard after I went inside the bus. They were fortunate enough to have had borrowed pants from my section. =D (I got an extra pair which I didn't use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another stopover before going back to school. We bought dinner at Jollibee.We arrived at school at around 10pm. And today, we had our graduation picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had DBMC practice this morning. I went to school at 8am. My grad pic was at 10am so I was at practice first. I was with make up... and I think it was just the right amount. Others had too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to perform at teachers' day so wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thank you to everyone who "took care" of me during the field trip, to all those who made me have fun and everything - my groupmates from 4E. I can't believe I'm saying this, but thank you and thank you again. This is where the song goes. I thought I'll never be happy, I'll never like you guys, never love you, but I was wrong. But still, you made your way to my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also say that it was partly because the crazy bug was in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2986583022334074079?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2986583022334074079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2986583022334074079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2986583022334074079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2986583022334074079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun_24.html' title='F.U.N.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1279251575457226967</id><published>2009-09-17T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>It just got worse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You treat me just like another stranger&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ignorance, Paramore&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new fave song! It states how I feel, just a stranger and I won't go because I can't. And for ignorance, it's awesome since you won't feel bad after failing because yeah, you're ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just failed my Physics quizzes and it hurts. I really failed. I could scan my quizpaper as proof, but it just too embarrassing. I thought I was going to pass because my seatmates passed but almost failed, and when I saw my score, I was really down. I was expecting something better but I got that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed DBMC prac because we learned something new even though it's hard for me. But still, it's fun. It's like paradiso to my inferno. Yeah! It's way better than where I spent 9 hours per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm mad, I'm mad. Don't disturb. I stayed up late to make my English map of Aeneas and I didn't want people bothering me in the morning. It's like, stop asking questions. There are other people on earth, ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being bothered by people at the wrong time of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LostContacts&lt;/b&gt; for the win at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special&lt;/b&gt;Interest&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/lostcontacts/"&gt;Rate and Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote/"&gt;Vote&lt;/a&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/4891301541596405177-1279251575457226967?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1279251575457226967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1279251575457226967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1279251575457226967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1279251575457226967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-just-got-worse_17.html' title='It just got worse.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7090759673895888080</id><published>2009-09-11T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes I've got to learn to lose for awhile...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to Lose, Hockey&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to blog about today and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this day. It's like a replay of last year; and I thought I was immune enough. Yes, I believe I'm immune enough, I'm not emotional there (at the certain place), but there's the right place to be emotional which is not there, but when I'm with my buddies, I can be myself and be free and capture all my emotions back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the exact replay of last year, so please don't ask me again. It hurts. And I know, it's partly my fault. Or mostly. Whatever. I'm not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt so detached because I wanted to, not because I really am. I refuse to take part in their way of life. I don't want to be someone who I'm not just to blend in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams, shattered. Correction - my only dream and goal shattered. I do not aspire for something else; this is all I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, it's gone in a snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and &lt;i&gt;break my heart&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend, my kapatids (last year) especially my awesome buddies who never fail to cheer me up and... who can stand my craziness. i love you, and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LostContacts&lt;/b&gt; for the win at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special&lt;/b&gt;Interest&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/lostcontacts/"&gt;Rate and Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote/"&gt;Vote&lt;/a&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/4891301541596405177-7090759673895888080?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7090759673895888080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7090759673895888080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7090759673895888080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7090759673895888080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/replay_11.html' title='Replay'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6444085045739386999</id><published>2009-09-10T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Undescribable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In The End, Linkin Park&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's card distribution. I'm partly excited just because I want to see my grades and also because we're half day on Saturday. I'm too lazy to do things now, so I'm blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make a promise to blog tomorrow on what happened, btw, I won't be posting my grades. It's "confidential". But still, I needed to blog about it immediately to release my inner emotions. (Okay, I don't really know what I'm saying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking the ACET next next Sunday, 20th of September. I'm excited because I love entrance exams. =D It's like going into a different environment where no one knows you and yet all of you share something in common. It's so fun. Especially when no schoolmates share the same room, but obviously, that can't be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I've been a Senior, or when I step foot inside the 4E  classroom, I've been so numb. It feels like nothing is worth being emotional anymore. No joy, no sadness, no nervousness, no laugher, no everything. Maybe still in small quantities, but still, it's like nothing. It's not that I'm hiding them, I just feel they're frozen somewhere else. On exile maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come so far. I'm about to graduate. But this one year is the least memorable, or  was it not? I didn't really like my grade school days, but out of the four years in high school? This is the most worthless. Go and prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LostContacts&lt;/b&gt; for the win at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special&lt;/b&gt;Interest&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/lostcontacts/"&gt;Rate and Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote/"&gt;Vote&lt;/a&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/4891301541596405177-6444085045739386999?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6444085045739386999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6444085045739386999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6444085045739386999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6444085045739386999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/undescribable_09.html' title='Undescribable.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3078242898822348614</id><published>2009-09-09T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>09.09.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's raining, raining&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby, it's raining, raining..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Umbrella, Rihanna&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining here. We had early dismissal at 3pm. I thought it was half-day; but hey, it's better than staying until 6:00pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't see this post until 9:09 pm. Today's the ninth of September, which is a really special day because it's a "triple digit" and something else. I'll be using post publishing. Cheater, ayt? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a cold day. I really felt cold. My legs are cold. My hands are cold. I was already wearing a jacket. I wasn't seated near the aircon; I was away. But still, I felt the cold. Especially because I was the first one in the room and no one is there to grab the cold away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is Card Distribution day. I remember last year when I was frustrated and depressed. This time, I didn't feel anything. Maybe a hint of nervousness, but that's it. I guess I was immune to that. =D Numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't get lazy to do all the work. I was stuck with a Physics assignment yesterday, and now, I'm panda-eyed. Huge eyebags... I wonder when will they get off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lord,&lt;br /&gt;May you give me the courage and strength to face the challenges and trials that will come in the near future. I draw my strength from you, O Lord, and without you, I am nothing."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LostContacts&lt;/b&gt; for the win at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special&lt;/b&gt;Interest&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/lostcontacts/"&gt;Rate and Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote/"&gt;Vote&lt;/a&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/4891301541596405177-3078242898822348614?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3078242898822348614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3078242898822348614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3078242898822348614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3078242898822348614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909_09.html' title='09.09.09'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7665124736475215065</id><published>2009-09-07T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Lazy Lazy Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hot sweat and blurry eyes&lt;br /&gt;We're spinnin' on a roller coaster ride"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love Drunk, Boys Like Girls&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, it's back to work. No more fun. No more roller coaster rides, or... I think life's a roller coaster ride. It's just in slow-mo now; it'll be as quick and as hard as the Atlantis in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't made the most out of my short break. It's just that I want to take things one at a time, and do it slow, rest for a while, and do it on my own pace. But I guess I can't do that anymore. It'll be work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fair was boring. There's not much to do there. There's the caterpillar, as usual. So as the overpriced booths. Also loads of snack food and no real food, so we had a problem with lunch. Overall, since it's our last fair, I can say that I enjoyed it. I was tired when I went home, but that's okay. I'm supposed to be tired at the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to church, ate at a resto then went to RP for dinner and we watched Year One. Year One is funny, but it doesn't have a story. And I think you need to have knowledge about the Old Testament (particularly the first parts) in order to fully enjoy the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now, trying to be productive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, here's an overdue post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;29th of August, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not have the flag retreat, but due to insistent demand (for preparations of Jolly's birthday and stuff), we played some Filipino songs because it was also Filipino day for the graders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first distracted by the people going down the stairs, but I was distracted by the people surrounding me, most of all by Father Hudak's flash photography, and Jules and Kyle when the went behind my back and stayed for a while. =D I think we played 3 songs, which felt a lot, but I liked it. And upstairs was... our former adviser and Nanay, Miss A, who I think was watching and I think I saw her smile when the kids were playing my instrument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, everyone went up except me. I stayed behind because of the kinds. They wanted to try my instrument and I willingly let them. Even though they made awful noises, and some were fine, I "patiently" waited for them to finish. Shirley called me to get up, but still, I waited for thee right time to tell the kids that I have to go. I attempted to carry my heavy instrument alone; luckily, someone was downstairs to help me carry. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so happy that day. I didn't know if the kids went to my fellow bandmates as well, but it really gave me a feeling of great happiness knowing that I made these kids happy. =D It made me happy as well. I knew that there were kids looking on the instruments beside me, and I guess that I attracted them? Or was it that I was the only one who valued their presence and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the story of being famous, LOL. =D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LostContacts&lt;/b&gt; for the win at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special&lt;/b&gt;Interest&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/lostcontacts/"&gt;Rate and Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote/"&gt;Vote&lt;/a&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/4891301541596405177-7665124736475215065?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7665124736475215065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7665124736475215065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7665124736475215065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7665124736475215065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy-lazy-lazy_07.html' title='Lazy Lazy Lazy'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8388797715822106294</id><published>2009-09-04T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>A Series of Shorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I gotta feeling...&lt;br /&gt;That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;That tonight's gonna be a good good night"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Gotta Feeling, Black Eyed Peas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of a better song. This entry is a mixture of a lot of "shorts", as inspired by the movie "Shorts". Okay, so mainly why this song is chosen out of millions is that I know tonight's a good night... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not updating this often, I got loads of schoolwork. And since I've got a short break now, here I am with this entry. Expect this to be really really long. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In random order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 1: The Awesome News&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was false alarm. Now it's reality. I'm one of the (semi-?) finalists at the Candy Teen Blog Awards! I'm chosen for Best Special Interest Blog and Best Overall Blog. I hope I win this year, so please support me by voting! Links are provided at the end of this post as well as somewhere on the sidebar. I think you need to be a CandyMag.com user to vote though. =( Anyway, I just want to express my deepest gratitude to my readers and to God as well. =D This is awesome. This is really really awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 2: Fair!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have our school fair tomorrow and on Sunday! I'm quite excited even though I won't be able to man a booth... I wanted to have a booth but we didn't have enough time to plan. I think we're the only club without a booth. But the bright side of it - I have all the time for fun. No responsibilities. (And I'm gonna help out my friends on their booth since it's either that or I won't have companions, lol. ) This year's supposed to better. It's our last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 3: Shorts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched "Shorts" last Sunday at Robinsons Galleria. I personally didn't like the movie. It's really for kids, and it doesn't have a good plot. The cinema was small so we sat at the back row and the screen was still so near. Anyway, I had a great time because it's fun going out with family. Before that, we went to church. =D Of course, we've been absent long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 4: What Not to Believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School authorities. First, Spongecola is our band for this year's fair. As always, compulsory tickets. I'm selling mine. Actually, it was said that if our parents wrote  a letter, we can be exempted from buying the ticket. That's what we did. And just before the day ended last Wednesday, we were told that we had to buy the tickets (worth P300) and the letters are just nothing. So I had to sell my ticket, as well as a lot of us. I don't have a buyer yet, any takers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we're in a Catholic school, where we were taught about 10 Commandments and sinning and whatever, who's lying now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really want to watch the concert. It's not only Spongecola, there are a couple of other acts as well, including a band from the batch below me. Still, I hate it. Makes me want to hate them more. Okay, so my reason for not watching the concert is that it's too late. I don't plan to go to our fair on Sunday either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 5: P50&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you buy with P50? Snacks from McDo or Jollibee or any other fastfood. Xiao Kai or Ta Kai (Chinese Calligraphy) papers. 2 gulaman drinks. Lots of candies. Pens. A quick lunch. A lot more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our batch officers or whatever people in charge of the batch play collected P50 from us. Talk about opportunity cost. Foregoing one for another. They surely haven't learned anything about Economics, huh? They can't allocate the resources properly. We paid for the teachers' day party - and that is supposed to include the batch play. And that is why they should fail Economics. Failure to allocate scarce resources. And I think it's "illegal" to collect because as what I know, the teachers are not supposed to know about it. What it someone told them? It's not me. But they're breaking the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that freaking batch play, we were forced to pick a committee to join! It's "fail" big time, because a lot of us are busy with other stuff. And it's like this. The production staff (PS) are composed of a group of friends, so therefore, the cast are their friends as well. I know people who can act better that the cast. They're not chosen because of the reason that they're not close to the PS. It was hard choosing a committee because I darn hate the heads except for one. So I chose where my friends are, and where has less work (because I'm staying almost always) and it's just crap. A lot are against this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this stupidity. And bias. And unfair. And fail. I shouldn't care about something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 6: School Updates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm failing loads because I'm too uninspired to study. I want to give up my dreams... let's just wait for Spetember 11 - card distribution, and that's when I'll make my next move. I'm most probably giving up. I can't even answer my Calculus test (and I failed 2 again), Physics (can you believe it?) and LiShr - Chinese History (I wasn't that prepared, and the coverage is too long). And in case you wanna know, I'm not enjoying my class. I wanna escape from them. Which makes me think that I need to study so I could have a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end. Long enough? BTW, watch out for the new layout. It's coming sooner than you think =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LostContacts&lt;/b&gt; for the win at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;Candy Teen Blog Awards 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special&lt;/b&gt;Interest&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Best&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/blog/lostcontacts/"&gt;Rate and Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;♥ &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote/"&gt;Vote&lt;/a&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/4891301541596405177-8388797715822106294?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8388797715822106294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8388797715822106294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8388797715822106294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8388797715822106294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/series-of-shorts_03.html' title='A Series of Shorts'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-4606854928376025968</id><published>2009-08-25T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>There's always something worse than the worst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;... there's always something good when everything's wrong as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We're pulling apart and coming together again&lt;br /&gt;We're growing apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Never Say Never, The Fray&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do it. Look at the bright side; it's not that low. Look at last year - isn't it worse? You can do it. It's not too hard. You can do better. You can do it. I know you can. Strive harder. Go and aim for achievement. You can do it. I believe in you...&lt;br /&gt;- just some self-encouragement =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the USTET last Sunday. It has 300 items; it's easier than the UPCAT; it's time pressured (45 minutes for 80 items more or less); it's not that fun compared to UPCAT. I liked the UPCAT better because of the nicer venue and it's more far away from home. =D I was with 13 (estimated) of my schoolmates inside the room / testing area, and a lot were my classmates, and some of my seatmates in class were my seatmates in the testing area as well... Don't get me wrong, it may seem good; it may  seem bad, but hey, look at my previous posts or my posts now or my future posts and you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, we celebrated our adviser's birthday - Sir Tanpoco. No pictures, sorry. It's not that it's confidential, it's just that I have nothing to show. It wasn't fun. I was able to eat more pizzas than usual (so I can make the most out of my P150 which is obviously not worth it) but I wasn't full enough for my stomach's contentment. It wasn't fun, (did I mention it already?) because I was standing at one side of the table, facing everyone. Everyone has his or her own thing, and I was alone. I ate and ate as fast as I could, so I could get another slice. I wanted to eat more and more but... I wasn't allowed to, hahaha. =D It wasn't fun. It wasn't fun. Unlike the former party, I only ate a few slices, but I was full. So full - I could barely eat another slice. And we didn't have time for another slice, we were talking and taking pics and everything else. Even last year's party - it was fun as well even though we're all in the same section and it's just a month since we first knew all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my English exam, and I passed. It was higher than my Calculus and Physics exam. I was happy, but I did not felt assured of a good grade. I got my other grades as well, some written outputs from the first quarter, and all are not that good... I miss the days when I used to fail English, when there seemed to be no hope at all, when I was in deep frustration and depression. I just didn't know if I improved, this year's standards are less high, or I'm used to failing English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the NCAE tomorrow. There's pressure on our batch since previous years had consistently topped the NCAE but IDC. I'll try to get a high score on it, but I think  we won't see the results. But I'll do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the next Chinese test on Friday - and so far, I'm back to cramming. I don't think I'll do well compared to the previous quarter, but I hope I'll get rid of the cramming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair will be at the end of next week. =D Yay yay yay yay yay, I jope I'll have fun fun fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbook project was extended. Yay again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Algeb today and the teacher suddenly called me for recitation. It's a good thing, I think - he knows my name which is yay yay yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIPLE YAY! =D *I hope I'll be an honor student please please please* Card distribution is on September 11 - not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm not fine in class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-4606854928376025968?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4606854928376025968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=4606854928376025968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4606854928376025968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/4606854928376025968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-always-something-worse-than-worst_25.html' title='There&amp;#39;s always something worse than the worst.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3953792306555282757</id><published>2009-08-16T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Take Me Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't ever wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I did that day&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place I love&lt;br /&gt;Take me all the way"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Under the Bridge, All Saints&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sworn that I used this song, but as I checked my archives, it wasn't there. I might have not looked closely, or I might have used this on my old, nonexistent blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these lines describe what I'm feeling right now. My friends are going on retreat with their classmates, which are my former classmates - and I'm in school. It makes me sad knowing that I have no one to run to for three days. I told them to take me with them, or I'll just hide myself inside a luggage just that I could be with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to be with them because there's no one (in our batch) that I'd rather spend 3 days and 2 nights with than them. I would do it with my present classmates, but who said it would be fun? It would just be an opportunity to got out of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to TSL. =D I miss the times when I went there before... It was I think around two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those going on reco tomorrow, have a happy reco. I'll try to be there in spirit, but who really cares? I hope you won't disown me as part of 3A, lol. =D And I'm really thankful that you made me write your reco letters, thanks to Jules for making me sponsor her design and most of all, thanks Gabe for making me sponsor you. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3953792306555282757?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3953792306555282757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3953792306555282757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3953792306555282757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3953792306555282757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-me-away_16.html' title='Take Me Away'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6953559535359807145</id><published>2009-08-14T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So give me reason&lt;br /&gt;To prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;To wash this memory clean&lt;br /&gt;Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Give me reason&lt;br /&gt;To fill this hole&lt;br /&gt;Connect the space between&lt;br /&gt;Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies&lt;br /&gt;Across this new divide"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New Divide, Linkin Park&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I heard it today (as always), and I thought that it's a great description of my current situation. Yeah, I now get "meaningful" songs instead of just a current LSS or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So give me reason to prove me wrong"&lt;/i&gt; I'm alone. I'm invisible. No one cares, no one knows what I feel - and I don't care either. I know that I can survive these months... or can I? I know sooner or later I'll have to... something. It's hard and... really hard. Go and &lt;b&gt;prove me wrong.&lt;/b&gt; I can't say that I'm right, because I might contradict what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To wash this memory clean"&lt;/i&gt; And forget the past - where everything is so happy, or forget today - where everything is all so glum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Across this new divide"&lt;/i&gt; I may not be with you almost all the time, but do youu even though it will cost me what I want. I'm not having fun there, and I know that, you probably know that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we watched the SVD Experience 100 because &lt;b&gt;we are threatened to&lt;/b&gt;. I was supposed to do my math homework there and write reco letters but it was too dark during the performances so I had to sleep with my eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to SM Manila. Me and my buddies - Jules, Achi Kimy the birthday woman, Achi Pan, Mark and Karenina. =D We ate at Jollibee and watched a movie and walked then we went back to school. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, there were already buses. I was with Jules and other people most of the time on the school grounds. Then at the bus, I was seated in front, all alone and I didn't care. I was texting the people in the other bus because that's the only thing I can do. I'll get dizzy doing math and reco letters so I opted to just shut up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was wishing that I was in bus 804 (or was it 803?) or the bus of 4C the whole time. I kept on looking at their bus. It's the only thing I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried finishing my burger because it was "no food allowed" inside but it wasn't true. Dammit. Bad... I wasn't able to enjoy my shrimp and it cost me around P85...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood outside. I was alone but... there's a but... someone talked to me. =D I was okay, just smiling. But when I was so tired of being alone, standing - I went to 4C and stayed there until we were supposed to go inside. I can't take it anymore. =D It was fun being with them, but there are times when I feel that I'm a bit attached - because they're 4C, I'm 3A. Although a lot were 3A, they have another bond... and you know, it's still sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, I wrote reco letters one after another but I was only able to finish 3 before the lights went dark. I was bored, I was sleepy. I was still texting because that's my only source of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, I was still alone. I didn't bother to speak... unless if I really need to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care being alone. I can live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't change what's done, but I can work for the future... try to make the future better and brighter and happier and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, one quarter down, and three to go. Sooner, I would leave the school, regretting that I wasted my senior year. Or... will I make the most out of the remaining months? But is it me to blame being in a section where I barely know anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6953559535359807145?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6953559535359807145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6953559535359807145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6953559535359807145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6953559535359807145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/08/alone_13.html' title='Alone.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2034518089212221798</id><published>2009-08-10T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I know why I'm here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't make it go away&lt;br /&gt;No I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Untitled, Simple Plan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: One quarter in 4E. It really hurts when you see what I'm doing inside the classroom during review time. I'm all alone; no one's on my side, or in front. Everyone is in groups, and I'm all alone, studying my lessons, and failing in the end. Failing hurts; I fail a lot last year but it's not that painful. What hurts now is that aside from the fails, I've got no one to run to immediately. I have to wait for breaks... until I get to pour out everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it when all I hear is "Pahiram ng (insert book/notebook/testpaper/whatever here)" and that's just it. Or "Paturo nito..." WTH. I'm only doing this because &lt;b&gt;I have to&lt;/b&gt;, not because I want to. I want to lock all my things in a chest wherein I'm the only one who could open it. I want to throw my BBOP (Big Book of Physics) onto your head until you're brought to the hospital. I wanna cut you with my quizpapers until you don't have enough energy to study. I wanna be alone - all because around 75% (or more) of all the "conversations" are about studying and stuff - not about new songs or latest in this or whatever. (At least there's someone who cares... or some people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm to blame. I wanna be alone, and I got it. But I wasn't really alone - some still approached me for academic matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever. The title may be contradicting, but here's the reason why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ECONOMICS&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL STUDIES IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here are the top scorers for the 1st Quarter Periodical Examination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E&lt;br /&gt;Jadiene Teng 97&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Yeung 94&lt;br /&gt;Karen Lim 94&lt;br /&gt;Neil Ong 93&lt;br /&gt;Derwin Ting 92&lt;br /&gt;Germaine Teng 92&lt;br /&gt;Allison Yu 92&lt;br /&gt;Peter Shyu 91&lt;br /&gt;Edward Choi 90&lt;br /&gt;Diane Dy 89&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me remember my second year Bio days =D It's really awesome =D (And quite sad at the same time) But that did not really make me really happy since just before that, I almost failed Calculus and MAPEH and EP (Religion - can you believe that?) and probably TLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand this pain anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have Physics exam tomorrow although it's a whole day, and as what I've heard, we have to go to school on Thursday at 6:00pm until 10:00pm!?!? We're going to watch the SVD thingy somewhere outside the school and it's a waste of time. I'[ll have to confirm everything before I devote a blog entry about how wasteful it is and how useless it is and what better things I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, this is it. I need to study or I'll have to add Physics to my list of FAIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2034518089212221798?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2034518089212221798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2034518089212221798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2034518089212221798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2034518089212221798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-why-i-here_10.html' title='I know why I&amp;#39;m here.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3106688373671223495</id><published>2009-08-04T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Mid-exam Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;br /&gt;You and I"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 21 Guns, Green Day&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part of the song above is mainly talking about giving up. Surrender. Giving up. It's not that I'm giving up, it's just that I'm having a hard time catching on, and all that's happening to me is to fall back into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one quarter in senior year, I can say that it's not that bad, but by the time that I've fully adjusted, it'll be time for graduation. It's hard adjusting knowing that I have to start from scratch - I have to build up my grades and my network as well. I'm used to my old buddies, but I can't have them all the time. I usually feel alone and alone and alone, with no one to talk to. But I try not to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard maintaining the standard that I once set for myself. It's like this year, I'm just another person in the crowd, not one individual standing out with awesome math grades (as if I had the awesome-est math grades ever) and it's hard knowing that before you get to achieve such a high score and now, you're just lucky to get a score above the passing mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we're midway on exams, I just have this day to blog to remove all stress. I'm busy these past days, with the UPCAT last Sunday, yeah, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at UP-D last Sunday at around 5:30am, and I arrived at my testing area at around 6:00am. The test time is actually at 6:30am, but it's a good thing to be early. I was at the first classroom for the Eco building. =D There were lots of applicants, really lots and lots of them. From different places all over the Philippines, but almost everyone had the same goal in mind - to pass the UPCAT. I hope I'll able to get a slot. =D Actually, the test is not as deadly as the periodic exams, although I left some items blank because I'm too lazy to solve those items. I can't help myself from guessing even if it's right minus 1/4 wrong. There are lots of questions, 295 in all, plus 20 survey questions which brings it all to 315. There was no physics as far as I'm concerned, or I think there's one item only, then no trigo, no calculus. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already got my DLSU form. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I'll be a consistent honor student this year. It's my last chance. It's my last year. It's my last attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end my entry, I wanna thank the people from 4E who are absolutely friendly to me, I think there's one who is really concerned about my sleeping habits and everything else, lol. =D Probably you know who you are, thanks. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, we had English and Filipino today, BW / Technical Writing yesterday, LiShr / Chinese History on Friday, Math (Algeb) on Saturday, HwaWen / Chinese Language on Monday, last but not the least, Physics on Tuesday. And Speech on whenever - I really wanted to have my exam already because I want it to be over. Impromptu speech, it's scary and I want it to be over - I don't really expect to pass, but I think i will pass knowing that if I said something relevant, I'll get a 75. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I hope for the best, aim for my goals, expect nothing, and take one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to: Sarah and Edward (03 August), Peter Poverty and Bernadette (04 August), Samelle (02 August)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3106688373671223495?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3106688373671223495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3106688373671223495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3106688373671223495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3106688373671223495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/08/mid-exam-week_03.html' title='Mid-exam Week'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5340400522292137260</id><published>2009-08-01T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Steel is hard, Calculus is harder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs46/f/2009/212/2/0/Calculus_is_Harder_by_noiseless_superhero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs46/f/2009/212/2/0/Calculus_is_Harder_by_noiseless_superhero.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want nobody nobody but you &lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody but you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody, Wonder Girls&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I want nobody but you... you... you. My friends, my loves, my everything. Thanks for making me happy when I'm down down down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first: RIP Cory Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when I learned about it. I was like, why is it too fast? I dunno, but may she rest in peace in heaven. I'm inspired to make some art but I'm doing something right now... reco letters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: UPCAT tomorrow at 6:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited. I'm nervous. I'm speechless. I hope I pass. I'm hyped up. I'm clueless. I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan on last-minute studying because it won't help. It would just make me feel nervous and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it. I failed almost all my exams and I'm serious. I know it doesn't sound like me at all, if you personally know me. I'm really sad, depressed and down because of those exams. I never did well yet on any exam, and I hope I can catch up with other subjects and most of all, I hope I'll be able to get enough grades in order to be an honor student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail at enumeration. But that's not the end. I failed Calculus as well, even without enumeration. I got mixed-up with the signs and everything, and I hope I'll pass - not only pass, have a "decent" score that I can be happy of. I think I'll fail TLE as well because I wasn't able to answer a single thing on the 20-point enumeration, and that's not the only part I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will not jump off the bridge. I have to do reco letters, I have to write reco letters, I will have to take the UPCAT, ACET, USTET and DLSUCET. I have to go on retreat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is not the end... I want a chance. And by how this quarter went, I guess I won't be able to prove that I'm not only an average, ordinary student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ayokong pinagsasabihan ako so shut up. I only do what you say because I don't want any actual fight to occur. Truth is, I want to throw my darts at you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't like people bossing me around, even to tell me to keep quiet or everything. I don't wanna elaborate more but I'm just blocking out your noise. I do not intend to create noise, but if what I think you're doing is noise, can't I make noise as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to do good on math, and I do well in elective math as well. I do a bit bad on my "advisory subject." But what if (elective) math is your advisory subject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result: AWFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not only that I fail. I don't have anyone to pour everything to immediately. I'm alone. I will always be. Unlike others, they just fail. They have those special people. Not me. I lost everything. I lost "immediate" companions, I lost my grades, I lost the childish happiness I once had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who are always there for me. =D Thanks for the hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5340400522292137260?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5340400522292137260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5340400522292137260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5340400522292137260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5340400522292137260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/08/steel-is-hard-calculus-is-harder_01.html' title='Steel is hard, Calculus is harder.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1809919795488817505</id><published>2009-07-30T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I can't do this without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Both hands tied behind my back with nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again&lt;br /&gt;Why we gotta fall for it now&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to start a war&lt;br /&gt;You know I never wanna hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know what we're fighting for"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Battlefield, Jordin Sparks&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I heard it and I like it. =D First, I thought it was Beyonce (on the video) but anyway, I think Jordin is awesome! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started exams yesterday, with EP, MAPEH and the practical exam for DBMC. Tomorrow, we'll have AP and TLE for the first two subjects so I have to study and be prepared before I go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently doing "EcoKNOWmics" for, you guessed it, Economics. =D It's a long bond paper with five economic news. I'm now on the layouting. I'm making it simple, minimalistic, but not boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something bothering me, or makes me nervous is the Speech exams. It's impromptu and I'm not updated on current events which is a downside for me. It might cause my downfall, or low grades, and Speech is something that I can fail easily. (I mastered the art of failing it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started studying for the exams, I'll do it later. I'll finish the assignment first. Good thing we're not loaded much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the exams, I fail on enumeration. Then, I can say I fail practical as well. Blame me for choosing a different song. I thought I'll do good, but I was distracted. Anyway, I hope I'll still get a high score... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking the UPCAT on Sunday morning so wish me luck. =D I hope I'll make it. Results wouldn't be out by February next year, so that makes me nervous. I'm half day on Saturday so that gives me time to rest and prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one month or more that I'm staying in 4E, I'm kinda used to it. It's just that I'm in 4C most of the time. It's my escape, I can't stand being in 4E 24/7. I'll be an outcast, separated from the people. But don't get me wrong, the 4E people are nice too. =D Even though I only knew them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyday is a great day. =D And I'll look at the brighter side - even if everything's wrong, like enumeration and Calculus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, who thought Senior Year is a piece of cake?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1809919795488817505?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1809919795488817505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1809919795488817505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1809919795488817505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1809919795488817505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-do-this-without-you_30.html' title='I can&amp;#39;t do this without you.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-763173036359515501</id><published>2009-07-25T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Jadee Needs a Hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Another day has gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all alone&lt;br /&gt;How could this be&lt;br /&gt;You're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go&lt;br /&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butyou are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That you are enot alone"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are Not Alone, Michael Jackson RIP&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: Song for Mommy A's 25th birthday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in weeks. I'm bombarded with assignments and so I don't have time to blog. I'll just summarize everything and make this one of the longest entries ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img93.imageshack.us/img93/9501/missaandgabe07182009cop.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First event: Mommy A's and Gabe's Birthday Celebration, 18 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this is one entry that is long overdue. I was supposed to blog this immediately but I ran out of time... =( I was really busy. So that day was a fine day even though I was late for my Calculus class because we had the party during lunch time with pizza and Pepsi Max. (Sorry I forgot the pizza flavors) We sang the MJ song for her and we gave her roses and balloons and whatever stuff. Overall, thumbs up. It was fun because I was with my fellow 3A Poverty people, &lt;i&gt;kahit sinasabi ni Gabe na hindi na ako 3A.&lt;/i&gt; Whatever... hahaha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second event: Induction of Officers, 20 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day because I was away from my class, not that I hate them, it's just that I like spending time with DBMC more. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have the IP and business plan deadlines on Tuesday, and periodical exams are starting already... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about DBMC, it's going on well. =D Nothing really, I just feel like mentioning them today. It reminds me of the "good old days" with the former seniors. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really busy these days, and the worst part is - I failed Calculus. (And probably everything else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title was inspired by Achi Kimy, who started the hug things, and I think Bea had a part with it, but seriously, I like hugs especially if I'm sad or if I failed Calculus. I miss then times when I can easily get a hug just after the test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyone wants to give me a hug?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-763173036359515501?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/763173036359515501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=763173036359515501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/763173036359515501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/763173036359515501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/07/jadee-needs-hug_25.html' title='Jadee Needs a Hug'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1722263981749845301</id><published>2009-07-14T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>I HATE CLAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;If only for a night&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be the one whose in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Who holds you tight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else that I want more than to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Wanna Be With You, Mandy Moore&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I miss you guys. I miss you 3APoverty, I wanna be with you. I want to escape where I am right now. I don't want to be there. I want to be with you, all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't hate Clay Aiken, whoever he is. =D (I know he's one of the finalists of American Idol, I think he's runner-up for season 2, IDC.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate is the people throwing clay inside our classroom. I know it's childish for them to throw (and somewhat for me to complain) but it really distracts me and the other people. And I hate it when they have a bad aim that the clay hits me or lands somewhere near me. I know, I'm paranoid. I'm distracted from my studies all because of the clay. It it sucks. (Sorry for the term)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging for more than a week. I'm loaded with everything - Chinese quizzes (we're done with two), other quizzes, journal (which is now only thrice a week) and other stuff. It's only now that I feel that I must blog because I wanna be updated or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those link exchanges, I'll do them when I'm really free. I still have an English assignment to do now, and I'm not even halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Induction of Officers was moved and moved. It'll be on Friday, I think. I'm only looking forward to it because we'll skip some class which is yeah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying tomorrow, but I don't care. I like to stay for DBMC. =D That's my escape to all that torture inside my present classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened these past days... except that there was no classes last Saturday because of cleaning... and no one believed me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back to work! I'm doing my English assignment. And guess what? I failed Algeb - I think I don't have enough moral support. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1722263981749845301?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1722263981749845301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1722263981749845301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1722263981749845301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1722263981749845301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-clay_14.html' title='I HATE CLAY.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8576424865312753949</id><published>2009-07-03T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Happy July</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to be defeated&lt;br /&gt;Show them how funky strong is your fight&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter who's wrong or wight&lt;br /&gt;Just beat it, beat it&lt;br /&gt;Just beat it, beat it&lt;br /&gt;Just beat it, beat it&lt;br /&gt;Just beat it, beat it"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Beat It, Michael Jackson&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: RIP Michael Jackson, and simply because I love this song. =D Catchy, lively and danceable... not that I &lt;s&gt;like to&lt;/s&gt; dance, but MJ's dance moves are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the official start of my paper journal - which is a requirement in English 4. I have to write in it &lt;b&gt;every day&lt;/b&gt; which means I have to devote more time to it than my blog. But it's alright, at least I'll get to practice my penmanship and writing skills and all that crap, and I could just type my entries there here. Or I can write my entries here there. Either way, I'll keep a watchful eye on my spelling and grammar. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I won't do on my English 4 journal - add smileys, use fragments, talk crap and gossip and other stuff unacceptable to the English teacher. (I was about to say English goddess because I remembered the English god, but I don't wanna "title" someone...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't blogged in a while, I had internet problems. I'm not lazy, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, we had our first official DBMC practice. We came home late but happy, and tired too but who cares? I think the day's fine, we had &lt;s&gt;Calculus&lt;/s&gt; Analytic Geometry which is &lt;s&gt;awesome&lt;/s&gt; fine. =D And I think the day's ordinary, or almost ordinary. =D I just don't like staying on days except Saturday. I don't like staying at school when I'm wearing my normal uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's fine too. I think it rained, but still okay. Studied and I had internet problems. Fail. *thumbs down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today was a normal day... except for English because we got most of the requirements. Yellow folder, yellow envelope, yellow notebook and the rest of the yellow stuff goes on. We were supposed to have our first physics lab activity but we'll do it some other day. And we got out ADMU forms today! Nothing special, I just hope I'll pass all my entrance exams. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No classes tomorrow - for the students. Our parent/s have to go to school though, or else we'll be considered absent. I don't wanna go through the hassle of making an excuse letter and slips and everything else, and it's just crazy. &lt;i&gt;"Please excuse my parent, blah blah blah..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, everything's going on well. And happy reco to those who'll be having theirs on Monday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sweet-inertia since 02 July 2009&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/4891301541596405177-8576424865312753949?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8576424865312753949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8576424865312753949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8576424865312753949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8576424865312753949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-july_03.html' title='Happy July'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-760058238525767197</id><published>2009-06-30T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Colleges, Courses and No Classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;So let's make it rock&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;So come on, come on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Life's What You Make It, Hannah Montana&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: It states that how life goes on is my choice, and that's the same case with college. In the end, it will all be my decision, and man, it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the college orientation yesterday and today, with the fair today afternoon. Although some of the talks made me sleepy (because the AVR was so cold and I was quite hungry - not because the talks are boring), I can say that they were very informative and they added more knowledge to my head. Still, I have no choice of college - I'll go where I pass, but I have a course (or degree program) of choice. =D I learned more terms during the orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fair was okay too. Although there weren't much college/universities participating, it's still good. I guess it was the same colleges as last year, but still, thumbs up. =D Still got brochures and I think they're also last year's. Some were new though. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had TLE today, and we had groupings. It was choose your own group but I ended up with people I don't know. I know some, and they were good. It was a long story... let me just say that the groupings were made in an disorderly fashion so I ended up with other people. But still, I'm chill with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing other's reco letters and my retreat will still be around four months from now. =D I'm open to writing reco letters (as long as you'll write me one too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of the college things, we had almost no classes. So that meant we only have a few classes/subjects on each day, mostly in the afternoon. We got rid of some subjects that most students hate (Chinese, Physics, Math...) and we got the "play subjects" and everyone's happy with that. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a regular day, and also the start of July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-760058238525767197?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/760058238525767197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=760058238525767197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/760058238525767197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/760058238525767197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/colleges-courses-and-no-classes_30.html' title='Colleges, Courses and No Classes'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-131842945660390142</id><published>2009-06-28T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>You'll Always Love Me, I Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would ever do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing, Aerosmith&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I miss you guys, and &lt;u&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/u&gt;. This goes out to all people I miss, probably you know who you are... cause I say it a lot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy we went to church today; it's been a long time since we went to church. I did not sleep - I just wanna clear that out. I rarely sleep at church (or during masses at school) and the only time I slept is when I was really sleepy and I can't help it. And yesterday, I wasn't able to sleep during the mass (not that I like to) because I was thinking about Calculus. =D Note: Calculus is not a code name of anyone. I'm talking about the subject... or maybe I was thinking of Analytic Geom. =D Awesome, yeah. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at some restaurant and we went home. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't studied yet, I haven't made my assignments (Calculus is awezome,lol.) and I'm too lazy to do these things. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be having our retreat after a few months. =D It's our advantage that we'll go last since I'm in 4E, but I don't have a roommate... but I'll think about it when retreat's near, because there'll also be one who won't have a roommate because we're even. =D It's not a problem for now, and I know I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends, and I wanna thank you guys for making me happy! A special shout-out to the 3A-4C peepz! =D You'll always be a part of me. (Oh, I should have put Always Be My Baby here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to each day with a smile. Everyday's a wonderful day. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to my friends (those good people in 4C now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you'll always be my baby."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Always Be My Baby, David Cook&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;&lt;i&gt;RIP Michael Jackson 1958-2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, I keep on forgetting.)&lt;/right&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-131842945660390142?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/131842945660390142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=131842945660390142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/131842945660390142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/131842945660390142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-always-love-me-i-hope_28.html' title='You&amp;#39;ll Always Love Me, I Hope'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-143411714391602522</id><published>2009-06-27T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I could be anything I wanna be &lt;br /&gt;I could be anything I wanna be &lt;br /&gt;Like a bird flying up in the tree &lt;br /&gt;Like a bee stinging for honey"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Could Be, Naked Brothers Band&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: It's kinda stuck in my head, and I use it as motivation. =D Whenever something's wrong... or I feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a list of four things - four because I'm in fourth year, and 37 would be so much. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 THINGS THAT'S BOTHERING ME RIGHT NOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Calculus (Parabola)&lt;br /&gt;2. Retreat (although it would be months from now...)&lt;br /&gt;3. DBMC (whether I'll be officer or not)&lt;br /&gt;4. IP / Investigatory Project (self-explanatory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep, can't think of any more. I stayed until 6pm++ for DBMC and I came home quite late and I need to sleep. We'll be going to church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, today's fine. I don't like getting into details... but... oh well. =D I'm speechless and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to sleep. I will like Calculus. Hopefully... I don't really get the lesson but I hope I'll understand. It's hard seating at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will go on well, I know. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-143411714391602522?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/143411714391602522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=143411714391602522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/143411714391602522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/143411714391602522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/tired_27.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5577310304784483195</id><published>2009-06-26T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Weird Requirements (and all that stuff)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You spin my head right round, right round&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Right Round, Flo-Rida&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: When you spin my head right round, I get dizzy and that is what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With many deadlines, many requirements, many things to do, I still managed to be happy. I want to thank one person who made it possible - Karen. =D She's one of my groupmates who I feel is approachable and all that, and she just helped me with our investigatory project. Thank you! Not that I don't like the others, I only asked help from her because it was dismissal time and the rest just don't seem that approachable... =D And I don't have time to ask for help from everyone. And I also got quantity and quality. Awesome! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me happy to be a group leader. Looking back, I was lucky when I was with Group 8 - Bio First Sem. =D One of the best groups I lead. =D They're awesome as well, and I wanna thank them again (you know who you are, especially GF) and also our Bio teacher (Sir delaB) for giving me that awesome group. Aww, it brings back memories. =D Good ones, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with lots of requirements on hand, what's weird about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last year, we had this letter about the hygiene kit which nobody cared about. We just passed the reply slip and it was nothing. This year, they are serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things that are supposed to be in our hygiene kit - which means we have to bring these things to school until inspections are over (which I doubt will be soon)&lt;br /&gt;1. tissue paper (yeah, this one's common and &lt;b&gt;logical&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2. toothbrush and toothpaste (We don't have time and space to brush our teeth during breaks, and I brush twice a daw when there are classes...)&lt;br /&gt;3. hand towel &lt;br /&gt;4. small soap (There are soap in school... or at least I think. And why can't they provide?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Powder (If someone uses it, wouldn't that be in his/her bag? And not everyone uses powder.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Hand sanitizer&lt;br /&gt;7. Sanitary napkin for adolescent girls (pretty much self-explanatory)&lt;br /&gt;8. Extra underwear (We're old enough to know not to poop on our undies, so please.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that since our adviser is a guy, I came up with the crazy and weird idea of saying (but I wouldn't do this, trust me) "Sir, here is my underwear" while showing it in front of his face. Hahaha, crazy. I wouldn't do that. But it would be female teacher who would inspect ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...to start off. I enjoy math and almost all classes, except for the fact that I'm seated at the back which makes me prone to sleepiness and inattentiveness and non-participative. I just like seating in front, and I'm kinda used to it. And I have a bigger legroom in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pains me. How common is the word "speechless"? During one of our subjects, our teacher asked us to say our name and a short description. Others said "I like to read" or "I'm shy" and things like that. And when it was my turn, I said "I'm (insert name here)... Um, I'm speechless." Then the homo sapien seated in front of me said her name and "I'm also speechless." &lt;b&gt;Obvious copycat.&lt;/b&gt; I thought of it because it's me, and that person can be considered as one of those who always have something to say. &lt;i&gt;Is that what you call speechless?&lt;/i&gt; And I &lt;u&gt;refuse&lt;/u&gt; to think of it as a coincidence. Okay, so another person said the same thing, she was my friend, and I guess she couldn't think of another adjective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just hurts to see someone copying me. And knowing that that homo sapien gets more attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was club fair. Nothing special. Had to give up Judenites. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think we had to write a journal every day. Which makes me write (or type) 3 journals. One for school, one for this lostcontacts Blogger site, and one for my other test site. I'll be blogging at my test site around once a week because I can't do three. Two is kinda hard, but three is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a great day. I know it. And did I say we're staying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5577310304784483195?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5577310304784483195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5577310304784483195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5577310304784483195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5577310304784483195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-requirements-and-all-that-stuff_26.html' title='Weird Requirements (and all that stuff)'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5260867287209201791</id><published>2009-06-25T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Animals in My Stomach</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't make it go away&lt;br /&gt;No I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I've got nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How can this happen to me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Untitled, Simple Plan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I really thought of "Untitled" because that was supposed to be the title for this blog entry, but I changed it instead. =D It's quite close to what I'm feeling and I'm now using random songs because I can't think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining. I get so inspired when it rains, but now I'm getting this feeling. A feeling I don't want. My stomach hurts. You might think they're butterflies in it (speaking literally and metaphorically), but I could say there are bacteria, earthworms, ghosts, wild animals and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time, I think about school. I think about 4E. I think about my assignments. I think about everything related to school. And now that I'm blogging, it's still about school. Basically, it's because school is the most interesting thing that's happening in my life right now... and I can't forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to do my assignments. I'm too lazy to study. Every time I think of those books inside my bag, I feel so depressed. I wanted to go back to school, not to enter 4E, but to spend time with my people in 4C and some people in DBMC. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of DBMC, we have some schedule problems because we weren't informed of anything but I hope to be an officer - so I can take charge of things and stuff. I'll actually give up Judenites for DBMC. Long story, and yes, we're allowed two clubs, but officer in one. I'd rather be an officer in DBMC for reasons I partly know... and I guess I have to be a DBMC officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing more to say about things so... end. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a quick shoutout to my friends, and thank you to everyone who cheered me up last Tuesday (23 June). You probably don't know who you are, but it's everyone who chatted or IMed me in YM that night. =D Thank you thank you thank you. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5260867287209201791?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5260867287209201791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5260867287209201791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5260867287209201791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5260867287209201791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/animals-in-my-stomach_25.html' title='Animals in My Stomach'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6572572279613428334</id><published>2009-06-24T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Full Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tryin to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;br /&gt;Reach out as far as you can&lt;br /&gt;Only me, only you and the band&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to reach out to you, touch my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't let the music stop&lt;br /&gt;Can't let this feeling end&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I do it will all be over&lt;br /&gt;I'll never see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't let the music stop&lt;br /&gt;Until I touch your hand&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I do it will all be over&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get the chance again&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get the chance again"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Touch My Hand, David Archuleta&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: ILY David Archuleta =D I love this song and it's my current LSS. (Last Song Syndrome, in case you don't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title: See post below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining hard yesterday and all I can hear were the raindrops falling from the sky. Since our classroom was on the sixth floor and I guess it was the noisiest classroom. Our ceiling was broken but "it was reported". I can barely make out the voices because I was seated at the back and the raindrops were noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm starting to like 4E - in general, not my classmates. I mean, the surrondings, the sked, the whatever... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to the supermarket. Bought some stuff and went to Starbucks. Dark Mocha Frappe - my first choice was unavailable so I ordered that. It was good, not like the normal mocha. I like tasting new flavors. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to do something I liked to do. I should do it during the summer, but I did it now. =D But I haven't studied yet... I'll study tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being the lazybug I always was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6572572279613428334?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6572572279613428334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6572572279613428334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6572572279613428334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6572572279613428334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/full-sound_24.html' title='Full Sound'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6885473958610978352</id><published>2009-06-23T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>Stick With It</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't wanna do this anymore"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unfaithful, Rihanna&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: That line said it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no song that could perfectly describe what I'm feeling right now. It's not that I hate my present section which is 4E, but I prefer being with my friends. But if given the chance, I might not change sections because if God wants me to be in 4E, I'll be in 4E. Besides, I don't want to experience the hassle of changing sections. I'll just always visit 4C - where everyone is. It'll be like my second section. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to prove myself again, but I have to. I don't like leading groupworks, but I have to - again. DAMNYOU IF YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. I hate groupworks, I hate leading people and I hate someone who made me do that. And that's you. If you only knew how much I don't like it. I just did it and not complain unlike you. I don't want to give a bad first impression. I'm obedient. I hate you. I know that's how things roll. I hate you. I don't think I can do this. I just don't want to do this. But I have to. All because I HATE YOU. CURSE YOU FOR EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I just got carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is just like a normal day - few orientations, more lectures. But I can deal with it. I'm a fighter, I guess. I'm visible. Whee? I'll do my best this year and hope for the best. And if I fail, &lt;s&gt;I'll make you fail with me&lt;/s&gt; I can't do anything. I fail, give up, &lt;s&gt;jump from the bridge,&lt;/s&gt; and go on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be looking forward to the next days and fight hard... or just relax and enjoy the remaining days. But how can I enjoy it without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I feel so depressed. =( Can't it get any worse? I know it could. Hmm... I think I got a problem with grammar but I won't care for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no classes tomorrow, we're supposed to go out, but oh well, I guess I'll stay at home and study study study or play play play or do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to lighten things up: (may be fictional and not exact words)&lt;br /&gt;"Class, greet Mr. Amores."&lt;br /&gt;"Good afternoon Mr. Amores."&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;"Ay he's not Mr. Amores..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6885473958610978352?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6885473958610978352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6885473958610978352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6885473958610978352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6885473958610978352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/stick-with-it_23.html' title='Stick With It'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7265974818958744442</id><published>2009-06-22T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>The Last First Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, sha-la-la&lt;br /&gt;I miss you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Miss You, Miley Cyrus&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: I miss my friends, I miss my loves, I miss 3APoverty. I love you guys, I hope I can be with you at 4C, but I can't. I have to stay with people I don't connect (as of now) and I don't like it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I think I used that song on my old blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title: It will be our last year as SJ students, today is our last "first day"... and today must be memorable. Not necessarily good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm overqualified - as always, and I hate it. Guess I'll have to prove myself all over again, and play &lt;s&gt;dirty&lt;/s&gt; as hard as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this first day is not good:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm seated at the back.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not a class officer (and it pains me)&lt;br /&gt;3. We have assignments.&lt;br /&gt;4. I only get to spend a few time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. I just learned that my guess on who my teachers are are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;6. And my schedule is not that nice either.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have to deal with a small locker.&lt;br /&gt;8. And with the set of officers wherein I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;9. It can still get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's great about being an officer:&lt;br /&gt;1. You'll get an instant high or elite status.&lt;br /&gt;2. Teachers can easily remember your name. (And it took months - almost a year for some or a teacher to get my name right)&lt;br /&gt;3. You don't have to prove yourself.&lt;br /&gt;4. You get an instant good first impression.&lt;br /&gt;5. Aside from tasks, you get special treatment that can only be seen in my eyes. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sad until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with a temperature check. I went up to the highest floor and went inside the room which I don't wanna enter. Left my things, talked a while, went to 4C and CR and then it was time for flag retreat. It was "adviser time" until recess AM, mass and orientation afterwards, lunch, physics, then "Chinese time" then dismissal. Chinese time was in the AVR with our batch and some people from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, this first day was a bit better than I expected. I never really expected to be an officer, I was only hoping. But... all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the start of your death, and the beginning of my revenge. Bwahaha... but I'm a good girl, and I'll always be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the next days will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wanna get back&lt;br /&gt;To the old days"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get Back, Demi Lovato&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old days, the old days with 3A. I didn't like it at first, but I liked it in the end. And this year - &lt;u&gt;it's time to fail English for the second time around.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-7265974818958744442?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7265974818958744442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7265974818958744442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7265974818958744442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7265974818958744442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-first-day_22.html' title='The Last First Day.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8908951835442105528</id><published>2009-06-21T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#102 - 103; Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Gone are the days of summer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We couldn't change it if we tried&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why would we want to, let's go where we got to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our paths will cross again in time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's never the same tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And tomorrow is never clear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So come on, come on, you know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our time, our time is here"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Our Time Is Here, Camp Rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: The first and second line summed it up pretty well. =D But I wanna change summer for it was kinda unproductive. The last days were okay, because I created this new layout and I'm attempting some things... but still. =D Maybe I'll use this song next year... on another blog entry. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First: Happy fathers' day to all fathers! =D Today is fathers' day, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came home from a family reunion. I'm happy to see my  cousins coz they're better than some people there *points points* and they're fun to be with unlike someone there... hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tomorrow's the first day of school. I'm not excited. I don't want to set foot on that place. Help me! Come and save me and be my Superman. =D Seriously, I don't want to go to school because I won't be with my friends and former classmates. Sad. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I'll be making a "new year" resolution, but I'll strive to do good in class. Honestly, I'm slightly excited. I can't wait for all the problems to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of those things, I just hope to be a class officer this year. I've never been a real class officer before... and that's sad. I know I'm qualified - even more than qualified, but why am I not given the chance? Am I just too good for them? I hope I'll be a class officer - for the first and last time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to name my qualifications: I can do almost any task given to me, I have high grades, I'm not those people who (will) become class officers because of popularity or physical appearance - I'll be the one because of skill. I know I've got the skills, baby. You just can't see it - or you're just jealous so you don't want to vote for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some bad class officer stories: When I was in first year, there was this group of people (who I really hate and I want them out of my life) who did this during class elections - they nominate someone they like, then wait for someone to nominate someone else, then a member of their group close the nomination because they know that their candidate will win and the other will sure lose. Happened to me - I only got four votes, which was terrible. And until this day, I will never forget that incident - it striked be badly, and I know I'll always be qualified. And that person s*cks. &lt;b&gt;Don't be fooled by that modus operandi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another story: I was almost voted as girl marshall - the ex- position of my dreams. I lost by a few votes, but I really know (and willing to bet my life) that the elected one was not qualified. Turns out I'm right, and there was another election. I wasn't nominated and it's awful. I thought it was my chance, but no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might quote those stories again if bad luck falls unto me this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what positions do I like? Assistant secretary, auditor, PRO (if all you do is collect reply slips, yeah) and &lt;s&gt;boy marshall.&lt;/s&gt; I used to like girl marshall, but it's too tasky. But still, I'm up to the challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to conclude this summer special, there are &lt;b&gt;103 days of summer vacation&lt;/b&gt; - one short from the Phineas and Ferb song. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8908951835442105528?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8908951835442105528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8908951835442105528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8908951835442105528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8908951835442105528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/102-103-finale_21.html' title='#102 - 103; Finale'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8564732570037834636</id><published>2009-06-19T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#100 - 101; New Layout =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sometimes love comes around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just get back up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When it knocks you down"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Knock You Down, Keri Hilson (feat. Kanye West and Ne-Yo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: I heard it a lot of times, didn't like it at first, and then I liked it. =D It's like when you fall, just stand up again. It's somewhat inspirational depending on how you interpret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally, I finished the new layout. =D I made it a little bit quickly. I actually don't like it that much, but it's a nice change to the eye. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was inspired by food... and I just can't think of a concept. Besides, I like to use my own pictures... &lt;i&gt;which is awesome&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Just kidding&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we'll be going back to school in a few days and I'm not excited but I'm glad that I did something - which is change this layout. =D I'm really proud of my work. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's too pink, but pink is my favorite color so it's just okay. And I love food. Maybe that's the story behind the layout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fathers' Day is coming up in a few days and I'm preparing something for my dad and granddads. I think we'll go out on Sunday (probably not church...) for a mother-side family reunion. I love those people so I'm happy. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope first day of school will be nice - and maybe I have some goals. I'll be realistic this time, semi-realistic at the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Be an honor student&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Class officer, please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Club officer - I guess this one's sure to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Lots of pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Malling with friends after exams / card distribution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Set a great impression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's it. I don't wanna be disappointed when I'll fail at a goal or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8564732570037834636?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8564732570037834636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8564732570037834636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8564732570037834636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8564732570037834636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/100-101-new-layout-d_19.html' title='#100 - 101; New Layout =D'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2751035935267793813</id><published>2009-06-17T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#95 - 99; Extended</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Every time I turn around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something don't feel right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just might be paranoid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm avoiding the lines cause they just might split&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can someone stop the noise?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know what it is, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it just don't fit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm paranoid"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Paranoid, Jonas Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: Just heard it somewhere and saw the vid and I decided instantly to put it as the song for my next entry which is this. =D Go JoBros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to blog because I was too lazy. =D And summer was extended. We'll be going back to school another couple of days from now, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate out last June 12 - for dinner. Then home on Saturday. Sunday we went out. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we went to a party. After the party, we went to Krispy Kreme and bought dozens of donuts. =D Yay! I love Krispy Kreme - it's the best donut ever! Okay, so only for its famous Original Glazed. I don't like the others that much. We went home then after around an hour, we went to Cash and Carry. =D Did some shopping. Then went back home. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesdays were the usual lazy days. We were supposed to be in school already but class opening was rescheduled - not cancelled. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored but I'm not ready for school. I need my weapons first. =D Just kidding. I guess this extension is good. =D Really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I want my tuition fee refund!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2751035935267793813?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2751035935267793813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2751035935267793813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2751035935267793813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2751035935267793813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/95-99-extended_17.html' title='#95 - 99; Extended'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-6308697485538274091</id><published>2009-06-12T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#93 - 94; Happy Independence Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I feel so untouched&lt;br /&gt;And I want you so much&lt;br /&gt;That I just can't resist you&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough to say that I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I feel so untouched right now&lt;br /&gt;Need you so much somehow&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;I've gone crazy from the moment I met you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Untouched, The Veronicas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: Heard it today and I thought it's nice. =D And so I won't forget the title, I used the song for today's blog entry. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and formeost- HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY to all Filipinos! =D It's June 12, it's a holiday, and it's Independence Day. Let's use this day to thank the heroes who fought to make our land free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School will start on Monday and honestly, I'm partly excited... but mostly not. I don't like to go back to school and I'm not even ready yet. But... what can I do? I still need to go to school, get my diploma and graduate after ten months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there was a miracle... that I'll be transported to a different room with different people who I love. That won't happen because there's no such thing as... superpowers to change my section, change my classmates, and change everything else. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of "complaining" and wishing, I should just get ready for school - because I can't do anything. Nothing will change. Nanananana nananana... ain't nothing gonna change. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is pray that everything will not be bad - if not good. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-6308697485538274091?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6308697485538274091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=6308697485538274091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6308697485538274091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/6308697485538274091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/93-94-happy-independence-day_12.html' title='#93 - 94; Happy Independence Day!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-987269721874580556</id><published>2009-06-10T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#88 - 92; The Last Few Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't be a baby&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you told me&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and put your money where your mouth is&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get for waking up in Vegas"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Waking Up In Vegas, Katy Perry&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: Nothing. =D I heard it a lot of times this summer - and I wanna go to Vegas! Seriously. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost school time and I'm not excited. I feel nervous and these days, I was pretty much slacking off and doing nothing. I guess next time, I'll look back and smile and remember the times wherein I'm doing nothing. =D Because after a really few number of days, I'll be really busy with school stuff which is boooo. *thumbs down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to expect on the first day of school. Will I be invisible in a class of class presidents? Probably. All I hope for is to pass fourth year with good grades. And when I mean good, I mean it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not be lazing around and I should fix my pencil case. I haven't fixed it yet. I'm usually busy with stuff I'm not supposed to do and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know what to say. I'm speechless, &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;over the edge and just breathless, I don't want to catch his lovebug again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. Seriously, I should shut up. =D And shut up shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't wanna think about school but I'm always thinking about it. Weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope my first day of senior year turns up well - because it can never be redone. The last year, the last days, the last moments. No, I'm not going to die. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-987269721874580556?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/987269721874580556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=987269721874580556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/987269721874580556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/987269721874580556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/88-92-last-few-days_10.html' title='#88 - 92; The Last Few Days'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-8117702274884209657</id><published>2009-06-05T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#85 - 87; Ah-mazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can't read my, can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my, can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Poker Face, Lady Gaga&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song: It's one of the top songs on a lyrics site. =D Actually, it's the top and I heard the song again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start on Wednesday. It was just another normal day except for the evening where we went to a party. Aside from the late food, everything's fine. =D One thing I can commend is the performance of a visually impaired young boy. He played the piano really well even with his condition. I can't even play something like that! =D That made me realize that I'm really lucky to be able to see... and I should not take my piano skills for granted. =D Makes me wanna practice more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we were at home the whole day - that's it. =D Nothing's really special. I just had piano lessons. I haven't made anything. Maybe some icons and that's it. Why did I waste a good day? Actually, it was raining hard and why wasn't I inspired? It's the rainy season again... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, we went to MoA and walked around. I just went home now and I'm quite tired. I think I'll be more active in blogging so here goes another blog post to push down the others. I guess this blog stays - no new blog / site for a while. I might develop this first, although I really want a site of my own. =D With my own domain - cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Studies first. I'll go to school in a few days and I need to get straight A's. Okay, A's does not exist in school since we're using a numeric system for almost everything. =D But still, I need the counterpart od straight A's. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seriously, I need to relax... and enjoy the summer. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-8117702274884209657?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8117702274884209657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=8117702274884209657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8117702274884209657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/8117702274884209657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/85-87-ah-mazing_05.html' title='#85 - 87; Ah-mazing'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1493169983891765514</id><published>2009-06-02T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#82 - 84; Hello June!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm just a little bit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Caught in the middle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life is a maze&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And love is a riddle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't do it alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I've tried)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I don't know why"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- The Show, Lenka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: I like the tune, it's so relaxing. But the first time I heard this song, I didn't like it. Hearing it more times made me like this song. =D And the line "Just enjoy the show" (I didn't place it on the lines above) - it's like telling me to enjoy life as it is. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to blog yesterday but I was either too lazy or too sad or the internet connection went bonkers. But anyway, as you know, it was class sectioning yesterday - or should I say, we knew what are sections are. Okay, so i don't like my new section because I was separated from my former classmates (It's not like I love them or something) and I will be with people I don't know. Damn those shufflers. This year's shuffling was so ugly. I don't know if they intentionally made it that way, because there is a section wherein the "magbabarkadas" are all there. I don't know if it's because it's our last year of high school, but anyway, it sucks. *two thumbs down* Plus, there's too much competition in my section. I can feel it even before the first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday was family day. We went to Church (and we were quite late) and we ate out for lunch then we went home. =D I was studying and listening to the rest of the family sing karaoke. I'm not much of a public singer so I was there studying. Then I went sleepy... =D Ate dinner, watched DVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I'm half- excited to get back to school. =D I don't know why. We're seniors, there's no upperclassmen - which means no older guys hahaha. =D Seriously, I don't know why I said that. =D I'm not a fan of guys, I don't boywatch. =D The only guy I find cute is DAvid Archuleta -  or should I say, one of the. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer's coming to an end, I haven't fixed this blog yet, I haven't made my website, I haven't made a drawing that I would be proud of, and I'm not done studying. I'm lazy. I'm a procrastinator. I am me. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1493169983891765514?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1493169983891765514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1493169983891765514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1493169983891765514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1493169983891765514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/06/82-84-hello-june_01.html' title='#82 - 84; Hello June!'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7387621915237930412</id><published>2009-05-30T14:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#77 - 81; End of May. Not finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So here I am, still holding on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With every step, you climb another mountain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every breath, it's harder to believe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To get to that one thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- No Boundaries, Kris Allen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise. I haven't heard this song yet. =D Or did I? I know I did, but I forgot. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: It's american Idol's winning song. =D That's it. I didn't watch this season's American Idol. I only watched the finale. I mean the actual finale, wherein Ryan Seacrest was announcing the winner's name. That's it. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today's the end of May. How sad. In a few days, it's back to school. Aww, I'll get to see those people again. But it's the last year that I'll see them. Afterwards, they're gone. Now that's really sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at home for most of the time, which is pretty awful since all I do is play my favorite game. =D Last Wednesday, we went out for dinner to celebrate a death anniversary. Then Thursday. we went to different schools. Yeah, it's Raha time again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So two years ago... or when I was in second year... I experienced going to different places. And this year, I'm glad I'll be doing it all over again. It's like an outreach of sorts, and it's one of the things I enjoy. Knowing that I helped random people and made them happy makes me happy too. =D Can't wait for more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then yesterday, we watched a magic show. =D I think it will be shown on TV or wherever, I just want you to know that it's SCRIPTED. The show started late. And before the show, we were told to cheer/clap wildly and other stuff, like a standing ovation and stuff like that. I think they'll edit it in the video. Don't believe it! It's scripted. =D But overall, it's fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday and I think it's Church Day. Not that I don't like going to church... okay, I like going to church. =D Then we'll go out for lunch, and I hope we'll go to a mall or something. =D I don't want to stay at home this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to study later. =D I can't fail my entrance exams, and most of all, I need to get into my first choice of course and school. =D I have to. And also to graduate high school with honors. Now that's really difficult knowing how much competition is there in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope for the best. And with God's grace, I can do it. (Hopefully yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-7387621915237930412?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7387621915237930412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7387621915237930412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7387621915237930412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7387621915237930412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/77-81-end-of-may-not-finally_29.html' title='#77 - 81; End of May. Not finally.'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-1400369927974306318</id><published>2009-05-25T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#71 - 76; The Last Week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So I'll let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll set you free&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And when you see what you need to see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you find you come back to me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Come Back to Me, David Cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: I love this! It's by David Cook which is one of my favorite singers.  I saw the music video days ago (or maybe a week ago) and I instantly liked it. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at home for most days of the week. I'm really lazy, but I was studying! =D One day, we went to buy groceries. And another day, we went to Duty Free with my mom and my aunt and some cousins. =D So it's two days of food - buying. I guess we have stocked food for months! =D Most are junk food and more junk food. We've ran out of junk food for weeks. I think I missed junk food so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, we went to church ( We were on time! - or just a little bit late)then we ate out. =D Then we went back home and I was playing computer, then I studied and that's all. =D I'm really good at wasting time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's coming in a few weeks (or days before I know it!) and I'm not prepared. I gotta be. The reason why I blogged now (or today) is to bump down old posts. I don't really have much to say. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is my "reasonable" list of what to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Play - and other stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got rid of drawing and the website because I can't finish it. =D Or the only way I can draw or make the website if I finish all books within the week. And I just wanna say that I haven't finished one book yet... so that would be pretty impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need more time! =D (Did I end the previous blog post with this line too?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-1400369927974306318?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1400369927974306318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=1400369927974306318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1400369927974306318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/1400369927974306318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/71-76-last-week_25.html' title='#71 - 76; The Last Week?'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-7060522471457930229</id><published>2009-05-19T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#64 - 70; Oh, what the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Because I can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No I can't live without you no more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh I stay up til you're next to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Til this house feels like it did before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feels like insomnia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feels like insomnia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feels like insomnia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feels like insomnia"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Insomnia, Craig David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: It's one of my current favorite songs. And I keep on hearing it everywhere! =D And it's danceable. It's not that I dance... I mean, I don't really dance but... whatever. I just like this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for not blogging for one week. There's nothing special that happened. And I'm usually out and also I'm quite busy... or I don't feel like blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at school last week, almost every afternoon for DBMC summer training. So I play crappy. So what? Hahaha just kidding. I can't get most of the notes right because those notes just don't get into my head. And what can I do about it? Nothing. =D But I was able to hit some of the notes right on the last day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Robinsons Manila last Friday with some of my relatives. =D Although we didn't stay until 12mn even though it's open until that time, I still had fun. We just ate dinner there at KFC (how I wish it was at some other non-common fastfood chain) and that's it. We also window-shopped for a while. Then we went home. =D By the way, we saw Karate Kid. Yeah, the mascot. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday, we were supposed to go to church but some of us *points points* woke up late and so when we arrived at the church, we were too late. =D We were usually late, but that time, we were too late. So we went to Trinoma instead. We bought our school stuff there. And inside National Bookstore, we saw Elmer's Glue and Dymo. Yes, mascots again. There area lot of people in Trinoma... especially inside National Bookstore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days are pretty lazy. I don't want school to start yet. And speaking of school, I haven't studied for my college entrance exams yet! Now I need to do some work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much to do, so little time. I guess I have to put away my website plans for the meantime and continue with this blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish for more time. I badly need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-7060522471457930229?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7060522471457930229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=7060522471457930229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7060522471457930229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/7060522471457930229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/64-70-oh-what_18.html' title='#64 - 70; Oh, what the...'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-869672330640850569</id><published>2009-05-12T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#62 - 63; Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When the wind picked up - the fire spread&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the grapevines scene, left for dead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the northern sky looked like the end of days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The end of days"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Grapevine Fires, Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: It's sad. I'm not sad. I just saw the video this morning and days ago. Okay, the song is fine but it's sad... and the last line I quoted there looks like that I'm running out of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday and today, I was at DBMC practice. I can't play almost all of the new songs and I'm proud of it. =D Seriously, I'm having difficulty with the new songs because I can't seem to focus and I can't memorize the notes. Hopefully, I'll be able to play well. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next days will be hectic and also are the last days of vacation. Aww, how sad. I need to get up and go in order to finish everything. =D I still have to study for entrance exams and finish all books, fix things and everything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To cut this one, I only need to finish everything before June comes. =D Sounds simple? Well it isn't.  There's some pressure on me but I can take it. And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"All these things shall pass"&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/4891301541596405177-869672330640850569?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/869672330640850569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=869672330640850569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/869672330640850569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/869672330640850569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/62-63-closer_12.html' title='#62 - 63; Closer'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-3564284100601236355</id><published>2009-05-10T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#61; Mothers' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mama I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama I care&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama my friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're my friend"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Mama, Spice Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: Don't you know what day is it today?(Duh) It's mothers' day! And what better song can I put here? Besides, it's kinda one of my childhood favorites. (Second choice for the song will be Chris Brown's &lt;i&gt;Mama&lt;/i&gt;. Oh well, I'll put it below.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mama always did little things like that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama always will know I love her for that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For all the things that you used to do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama I dedicate this one to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's straight from the heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is your song&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're my lucky charm so you already know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That I'ma sing this one for you, so let me sing this one for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From every tour, every show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're my lucky charm, go wherever I go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama I'ma sing this one to you, mama let me sing this one to you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Mama, Chris Brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song (again): Something new this time. It's not a childhood favorite, and I'm not sure if I heard this song. I think I already heard it, but I'm not sure. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Mothers' Day and first and foremost, I want to greet every mom out there a happy mothers' day. Although I haven't greeted my mom yet personally (due to some reasons)... Oh well. You see, I want you guys to have a Mothers' Day with your mom when she's there. =D It'll be fun even though it's tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a day. As much as I wanna go to church, I can't. We're not a complete family today. But we went to a party with my godparents because my parents are somewhere over the rainbow. And afterwards, we went to Ark Avilon. It was a very small zoo, but it was fine for me. It's not too crowded, and that's what I like. =D Then we went home. Watched a DVD which I didn't finish because I was busy with the computer. Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes what's in Ark Avilon. There are wild animals in glass cages. Most are animals like tigers, lions, bears, four-legged creatures. It's not like Singapore Zoo. It's actually small and I only recommend it for families with little kids who wanted to go to the zoo. If you don't like going to zoos or looking at animals or if you have been to other zoos (outside the country), skip this one out. Go to Tiendesitas instead. It's pretty near. Also is SM Supercenter. =D I think there's a Fun Ranch nearby but I don't really know what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So overall, I enjoyed this day, but it would be better if it was a family day... with complete family. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's another school day. =( But I think it'll be another fine day. Which reminds me, I still have a lot to do. And when I say a lot, I mean it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Happy Mothers' Day to everyone who deserves to be greeted. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-3564284100601236355?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3564284100601236355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=3564284100601236355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3564284100601236355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/3564284100601236355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/61-mothers-day_10.html' title='#61; Mothers&amp;#39; Day'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-5642383110754580257</id><published>2009-05-09T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#59 - 60; Free Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why would you rather be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anywhere else with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tell you man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's all right here"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- It's All Right Here, Hannah Montana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the song: Hannah Montana season 3 is up next! No other reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only reason I'm blogging now is for the next days to not pile up that everything will be a run-down. Yesterday is another pretty normal day, today is a free day. =D I'm kinda bored and I didn't get started on the website again. Aww, lazy me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's a party day. I haven't picked out something to wear yet. I hope I'll pick out something good. I can't wear a dress. I got a dress picked out already but we're going somewhere else after the party so I need to wear pants. And I think I can't wear party sandals since they won't match my jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flew by so fast! I haven't finished what I need to do. And Hannah Montana's on now. Got to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-5642383110754580257?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5642383110754580257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=5642383110754580257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5642383110754580257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/5642383110754580257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/59-60-free-time_09.html' title='#59 - 60; Free Time'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891301541596405177.post-2225616452680839825</id><published>2009-05-07T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:39:03.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LostContacts'/><title type='text'>#57 - 58; Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let the rain fall down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And wake my dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let it wash away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My sanity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause I wanna feel the thunder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna scream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let the rain fall down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Come Clean, Hillary Duff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;About the song: The video is just like the weather now - rainy, rainy, rainy. And it's the first song I thought of. =D And the song is nice too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was just another Wednesday. The usual one. Can't get any more descriptive. And my sister and my cousin and I made the Mothers Day card for our maternal grandmother. It's not quite finished yet, but I'm not sure if we'll give the card. We're not sure if we're eating out someday, but I hope we will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got a haircut today. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at school today and it was raining hard. I was a few minutes late, but that didn't matter. I can't get there any sooner. It was just another day, when the school is so quiet and all you can hear are raindrops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it when it rains. It gives me inspiration. That is where my former blog was named from. rainspiration = inspired by the rain. Isn't it cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still need to make my Mothers Day card. I'm halfway done, and I hope I'll be done soon. I personally like it, except I got trouble drawing eyes. I'm bad at drawing eyes, but I'm practicing with the hope of getting better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891301541596405177-2225616452680839825?l=yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2225616452680839825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891301541596405177&amp;postID=2225616452680839825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2225616452680839825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891301541596405177/posts/default/2225616452680839825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yayjadeeeee.blogspot.com/2009/05/57-58-rainy-days_07.html' title='#57 - 58; Rainy Days'/><author><name>Jadee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
