<?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-11919135</id><updated>2011-06-28T03:23:04.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super-stellar!</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my alternate blog. Something's wrong with the server of my site, so there. ü</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11919135.post-112453589288808706</id><published>2005-08-20T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T04:06:57.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;I'm moving to &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~rianny" target="_blank"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt; for good.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find LJ easier to update than blogger. I know the layouts in LJ are hard to tweak around with, but I'll get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason? The friends-only feature. I want to know the people who read my blog, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please change your links. I will still be superstellar ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-112453589288808706?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/112453589288808706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=112453589288808706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112453589288808706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112453589288808706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/08/bye.html' title='Bye.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11919135.post-112337397133073366</id><published>2005-08-07T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:21:00.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home alone.</title><content type='html'>My mom landed a consultancy job. Good for her! But the catch is, she has to go all the way to Bicol. So for one week, I'm left at home with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...my dad  &lt;br /&gt;...my sister (oh the horror!!!)&lt;br /&gt;...my mom's labrador (oh MORE horror!!!)&lt;br /&gt;...the other two dogs (HORROR!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is that our helper had to go back to the province because her husband got really sick. Which means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...there are no decent breakfasts&lt;br /&gt;...my DAD cooks the breakfast (OH NO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;...my dad will tell us to eat pork and beans straight from the can (OH NO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;...I might as well go on a hunger strike&lt;br /&gt;...wait, there's still 8-MCDO breakfasts &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;...we'll eat dinner at my cousin's house everyday (yeeey Karla!)&lt;br /&gt;...but I might not get homework done because all the TVs there are all on at the same time&lt;br /&gt;...and I might not be able to pack well for the retreat (oh no!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can anyone adopt me for a week?! Now na!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my mommy home!!! NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh whatta cry baby. But still. MOMMY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-112337397133073366?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/112337397133073366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=112337397133073366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112337397133073366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112337397133073366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/08/home-alone.html' title='Home alone.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-112204339684339475</id><published>2005-07-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T06:55:09.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach!</title><content type='html'>It's nakakatamad to enumerate, so I'll just write a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/family.jpg" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica (my kapatid for the day): Ano ulit pangalan mo? Ate Aie?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hinde, Ate Vicky ako.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: A ok kasi pareho kayong maganda :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: Yan si Aubrey.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Aie: Aubrey Miles?!&lt;br /&gt;Aubry laughs and dances.&lt;br /&gt;Aie: Pede kang mag-artista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aie to classmates: Eto nga pala si Aubrey...&lt;br /&gt;Classmates: Aubrey? Aubrey Miles? &lt;i&gt;Haha yan nalang palagi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: Ano po ang kakainin natin Ate Vicky?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Spaghetti tsaka chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: Wow! Magugustuhan po yan ni Niko (yung may pasok sa umaga). Kasi lagi syang pinapagalitan ni papa kasi lagi syang naghahanap ng spaghetti... &lt;i&gt;Awwwww!!!! Tear!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aie: May dala pala akong ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey and Jessica: Wow ice cream! Ice cream! Ice cream! &lt;i&gt;After eating ice cream, Aubrey gets all hyper and starts running around and laughing. &gt;:) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica to Aubrey: Tingan mo tong ID ni Ate Vicky! Mukang artista! &lt;i&gt;Uhhhh....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/gocowboy.jpg" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aie look o! This kid is "riding" his toy horse!&lt;br /&gt;Aie: Di naman e! (kasi the kid took off his toy horse na)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not lying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan I'm not lying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride was especially fun. Going there, Justin, Mian, and I teamed up against Joel (loves) Aie (and vice versa &gt;:D ), Leanne, Belle, Kyle, and Aaron [edit]&lt;b&gt;and Jaime&lt;/b&gt;[/edit] in playing P.A.N.T.S. Going back, people dressed up in the bus, then after that, it was all picture time! Can you say "camwhores"? Whoo! My class can be so much fun. :D &lt;i&gt;Mian scan the pics na...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin became my bus seatmate and he told me a lot of jokes. Grabe nakaya ko pa yun ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Vicky may joke ako.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Go na. Ano.&lt;br /&gt;Justin: San naliligo yung mga bear?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Saan?&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Edi sa ri-BEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: May joke nanaman ako. Sino mas tanga, si Spiderman o si Batman?&lt;br /&gt;Me: O sino?&lt;br /&gt;Justin: Si Batman, kasi inuna nyang isuot yung pants kesa brief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo laughable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-112204339684339475?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/112204339684339475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=112204339684339475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112204339684339475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112204339684339475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/07/outreach.html' title='Outreach!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-112143744721408912</id><published>2005-07-15T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T07:24:07.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grarr rarr nyarr!</title><content type='html'>I'll be posting more on my lj, since I have lots of serious things to tackle. But of course, I'll blog here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like school. First of all, . Next, I'm having so much fun in my class. Even if there are gagos all around, there is no pressure at all. I don't feel pressured to get high grades this time around, because I can work at my own pace without the pressure of smarter people around me. I learned to have more fun and enjoy school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited next week because of the reco, the outreach, my first LSYC meeting, and the first club meeting this year. I have a lot of things on my mind about making the orchestra more fun and enjoyable. Sorry if I'm ambisyosa, but I really want the music groups to be noticed in different ways, and by not just being intermission numbers. I'm so excited! Eeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Viroomal liked our grudecon, and I'm really happy about it! According to Ms Ardel, he was raving about it in the faculty. I'm not being boastful or anything, but I'm just really happy our OP was good. Ms Ardel even asked for a repeat performance during music time. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it's not too much, our reco is on Tuesday, July 19. I love receiving notes and letters! Can you please make me one? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final question: Do I look like Marc Abaya? Not being feeling, but people who have seen the picture keep on telling me that we look like we're mag-kuya. Haha funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-112143744721408912?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/112143744721408912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=112143744721408912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112143744721408912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112143744721408912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/07/grarr-rarr-nyarr.html' title='grarr rarr nyarr!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-112028310972355703</id><published>2005-07-02T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:45:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto kong matutuong magdrive!</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to drive already. I'm eyeing my mom's Lynx now. I always tease her about it, and I hope she's not annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: &lt;i&gt;Riana, nililnis daw yung Lynx&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;A talaga. Magpapasalamat nga ako sa tagapaglinis ng kotse ko.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeler alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I can imagine her next year...&lt;br /&gt;Mom: &lt;i&gt;Riana, bumili ka nga sa Fernandos&lt;/i&gt; (grocery near our place)&lt;i&gt;ng blah blah... bumili ka rin ng Acupril at Valium sa Mercury... at tsaka bilhan mo rin ako ng latte sa Starbucks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the newly-opened Starbucks is just 3 minutes away from our house. Hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drive already!!!! *grrrrrrrrrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to the dentist a while ago to confess that I've lost my retainers for months now. The doctora gave me an OP (oral prophylaxis) and it hurt like hell. So, because I didn't tell them agad about my missing retainers, my teeth grew daw. And the retainers can't fix it. It's either I get braces for my upper teeth again, or I live like that forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. X( crap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remember the dentist of Miggy and Steph. No way am I getting my teeth pulled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll stick with the braces. Oh crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-112028310972355703?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/112028310972355703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=112028310972355703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112028310972355703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/112028310972355703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/07/gusto-kong-matutuong-magdrive.html' title='Gusto kong matutuong magdrive!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111916170472439539</id><published>2005-06-19T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T00:24:30.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fete de la Musique 2005!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://ccc.1asphost.com/rianachan/fetestage.jpg" align="left" border="1"&gt;My face felt so sweaty, my shoes got stepped on by people, my hair still smells like smoke from cigarettes, and my ears still hurt from standing beside the amps. None of that matters now. Last night was one of the best nights of my life, thanks to Fete de la Musique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ccc.1asphost.com/rianachan/aievicky.jpg" align="left" border="1"&gt;Aie invited me early this month to watch Fete. I quickly said "YES!!!!!!!!" Haha. Well, I went with Karla and Denise yesterday. We didn't catch Cueshe, Paramita, and Ang Bandang Shirley yesterday because we still had to charge the camera. Anyway, my cousins, Bianca, Aie, and I stayed inside Racks most of the time (to hide from the "orcs"). I even met Sarah (Samonte) yesterday in Fete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rock stage crashed (because of the orcs :D) and I don't think the rock bands who were supposed to perform after Sandwich (like KJWAN and Sugarfree) were able to perform. So we stayed at the Discovery Suites and freshened up. Then we watched Hale. Actually, we TRIED to watch Hale. It was super siksikan, as in di mahulugang karayom talaga. But still, Hale rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ccc.1asphost.com/rianachan/marcgwapo.jpg" align="left" border="1"&gt;But the highlight of my night was when I saw lots of celebrities. I had my cd's signed, and I had a pic with MARC ABAYA! Haha dream come true daw e!!!!!!! :X He was with his girlfriend, and she was the one who took the picture. Both of them were so nice, especially his girlfriend. She was the one who offered to take the picture. So there. Even if I wan't to, I can't be mad at her O:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to &lt;b&gt;Aie&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Bianca&lt;/b&gt; for making the above possible! Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Aura also for this cute gift. She's got a new address too, visit her at &lt;a href="http://plinteta.estrelya.org/" target="_blank"&gt;plinteta.estrelya.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ccc.1asphost.com/rianachan/auraschool.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and happy birthday, &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~jammoe" target="_blank"&gt;Beshie Jam&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111916170472439539?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111916170472439539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111916170472439539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111916170472439539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111916170472439539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/06/fete-de-la-musique-2005.html' title='Fete de la Musique 2005!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111846342238050025</id><published>2005-06-11T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T21:17:02.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the first week.</title><content type='html'>Last Monday officially marks the start of the new schoolyear. I was "culture-shocked" with my class. Everything was there: &lt;i&gt;gago&lt;/i&gt;s, jocks, people that were teased by the jocks, and normal people. It felt so weird at first, but it became fine after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became noisy after the first day again. My seatmates and I would talk about "Sir Killer", our activites, and the other teachers. By the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ms. Ortiguero really likes purple, according to Ms. Rogador. And she's so PERKY and HAPPY all the time, it's starting to scare me. She's nice, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Rogador also required us a green notebook. And she made us tell her five things about ourselves...in Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sir Roldan. Sir Viroomal can't take bad presentations. But he liked our group's ^-^ And I try to recite 5x a day in his class because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Sir Pats. I don't really like the new computer teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Lasap isn't our chem teacher, but he gave us loads of HW's during the first day. I can't remember, but was it him or Sir Paul who said "Give chemistry a chance"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Ruiz is very nice. But her class is a bit boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://chiooo.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Chio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is right. Ms Paclarin teaches like a "bullet train".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Rhia still rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norms is right. Sir Miranda has "Romero moments".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Ardel is a great adviser.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how did your first day go? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111846342238050025?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111846342238050025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111846342238050025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111846342238050025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111846342238050025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/06/after-first-week.html' title='After the first week.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111788914528940281</id><published>2005-06-04T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T05:45:45.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what starts in two days time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So far, this summer&lt;/b&gt; has been one of the most memorable ones. I've had 3 summer jobs, met new friends, planned an outing, and finally went on one. I will defenitely miss bumming around and house-hopping. I'll defenitely miss my old class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another bonding session yesterday at Kat's and Trish's birthday at The Palms and at Kat's house. We talked about what would be, and how nervous we are about this schoolyear. After playing N64, eating, swimming, and bonding, I got picked up at 11 pm. &lt;b&gt;Happy birthday, Kat and Trish! :*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://b.1asphost.com/rianny/jambiki.jpg" align="left" border="1" border-style="dotted"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; was one of my summer highlights. Right after our hectic summer skeds were over, Jam and I immediately planned a bonding session. We had a "pootsfa" and mani-pedis, then we went over at Gerry's Grill in Town for Pepi's birthday lunch. After that, we finished the 2nd disc of Serendipity (it was the first time I watched that. Pathetic me. Boo-hoo) and made cookies! We made 3 batches of the yummy cookies. We were so full `cause we ate a lot cookies and mango float. We even drank grape shake. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we found out who our advisers are. I kept on laughing at her (&lt;i&gt;Edmon Viroomal, pare!!!&lt;/i&gt;) about it. Haha! If you guys wanna find out who the Sophomore advisers are, go to the &lt;a href="http://freshmen-c.tk" target="_blank"&gt;FC site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Encoding has been crazy&lt;/b&gt;. 0.73 minus 0.16 is 0.55. I didn't know that Preventive Maintennance Services cost 300+. Oh, and have you met &lt;b&gt;Sannie Boy&lt;/b&gt;? He looks like Cholo from STH (I saw the driver's license with the invoice). And have you met &lt;b&gt;Jonna Mae&lt;/b&gt;? Her name &lt;a href="http://chona.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;sounds like...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111788914528940281?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111788914528940281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111788914528940281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111788914528940281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111788914528940281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess-what-starts-in-two-days-time.html' title='Guess what starts in two days time!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111728181998904060</id><published>2005-05-28T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T05:06:50.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-huh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/images/barokcake.jpg" align="left" border="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While Carrie Underwood was "crowned" American Idol last Wednesday,&lt;/b&gt; I was at Tboy Tomas Morato with all the summer crew except SM Baguio (Hello, hot Xavier guys...esp. Polo Guy and "Cool boy", ahahaha!)We got our souvenirs, pictures taken, special awards (Aie got Most Active, and I got..well...but I'm so proud for the both of us! And we talked to "Julian", finally!!!), and most importantly, our paychecks. I don't care if people tell us that we're underpaid. I don't care at all. What I care about most is having this gig on my college application sheet/job application sheet. I care about the experience. I defenitely loved working at Teriyaki Boy. It helped me value money and work, and made me respect other people more, especially the waiters and waitresses. As our (barok) cake for them goes, "we'll miss you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, Rox, Anna, Ara, Jaed, and I watched House of Wax. All of us were freaking out, and I was hugging Jaed's arm throughout the whole movie! Well, not really. It was a really scary movie. Paris Hilton there was...kind of like an extra. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/images/posing.jpg" align="right" border="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another highlight this week was the FC outing.&lt;/b&gt; Not everyone went, but it was alright. More than half of us came to Eagle Ridge and had so much fun! We went swimming, bowling, and had a bonding session over HAC memorabilia, dedi notebooks, paper chats, etc. While swimming, we were asked to get out because of the lightning. But while eating, the sun was shining so brightly! And the food there is outrageous. I mean, the prices are outrageous. We even made hirits about it, and jokes why a 2-scoop ice cream cone takes more than 10 minutes to prepare. Nevertheless, I loved the outing! Even if planning was hell, the feedback and smiles of my classmates made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout! Aie my lav and I agreed to have matching pink Gwen Stefani layouts. And the blogspace is big! Whee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111728181998904060?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111728181998904060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111728181998904060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111728181998904060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111728181998904060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/05/uh-huh.html' title='Uh-huh.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111701895138882850</id><published>2005-05-25T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T04:02:31.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait `til Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomorrow is our Tboy&lt;/b&gt; grauation at Tomas Morato. Good news: I'll get my money! Bad news: It starts the same time American Idol starts tomorrow: 8:30 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Bo Bice to win. Carrie is the perfect person for the title though (being the cute, fluffy, blonde pop icon). I think she'll will win, but I really want Bo to win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111701895138882850?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111701895138882850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111701895138882850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111701895138882850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111701895138882850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/05/cant-wait-til-friday.html' title='Can&apos;t wait `til Friday.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111660519918586697</id><published>2005-05-21T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:06:39.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/pentel.jpg" border="1" align="left"&gt;Once again, I found work. After Tboy and in between encoding invoices, I managed to fold some t-shirts, slash their labels, and pack them into plastics for a high price, higher than the pay in Tboy &gt;:) My cousins and I used markers to slash the itchy tag labels, and some were out of ink. So we labelled them to avoid getting confused ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/pinchmyshirt.jpg" border="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this shirt! It's applicable. Haha hi &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~jammoe" target="_blank"&gt;Jam&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mom, sister, and I&lt;/b&gt; went to Podium last Tuesday. We bought school stuff in Natio. Then while we were on our way to Delifrance for merienda, we saw Iya Villania (spl?) and Drew Arellano! Hahaha! Turns out, they were going to Delifrance too. I felt like a stalker. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I distributed the&lt;/b&gt; Las Pinas letters yesterday. It took us 1.5 hours, and my dad got pissed. Anyway, lots of people so far are allowed to go! I can't wait to find out if 30+ FC-ians can go :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got my dad to reserve me HP6! *Nudge nudge Jam* I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom, I answered the top 10 thingy in my LJ. Oh my God it's midnight. Thanks to Mayee and Pepi and Jam for keeping me awake with the "Mahal ko si Marc Abaya" convo. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111660519918586697?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111660519918586697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111660519918586697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111660519918586697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111660519918586697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/05/show-me-money.html' title='Show me the money!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111604571170809772</id><published>2005-05-14T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:41:51.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakakamiss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;10 Things I'll Miss About Working at Tboy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Seeing the whole place, including the kitchen, the bar, etc.&lt;br /&gt;9. Being able to hold and study menus, the manuals, and the order slip.&lt;br /&gt;8. The Jpop music &lt;i&gt;(Heyyy.../kku meu ril ji an gi reul cheo ha neul so ge *sok sa gil lae*)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Folding tissues and setting the table&lt;br /&gt;6. Eating katsudon, oyakodon, or chasyudon after work&lt;br /&gt;5. Shopping before and after work at Market Market!&lt;br /&gt;4. The nakakainis and feeling people *ahem ahem*&lt;br /&gt;3. Knowing how to make the top secret drinks, especially the shakes &gt;:D muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;2. Ma'am Ellaine, Ate Cherry, Raily, Ate Jean, Ate Aby, Manong Ricky Martin, Tatay...etc.&lt;br /&gt;1. Making money. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our gig at Teriyaki Boy&lt;/b&gt; is done, and we will get the money on the 28th. The only people who have visited me and Aie (aside from our fams) is Micmac. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday, Aie&lt;/b&gt;, Pielle, and I worked on the things for the outing like calling the chaperones, printing the letters, etc. So FC, expect the letters to come to you soon because we'll be delivering it to your parents this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And for the record,&lt;/b&gt; I'll be staying in blogger. Whee! Thanks guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111604571170809772?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111604571170809772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111604571170809772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111604571170809772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111604571170809772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/05/nakakamiss.html' title='Nakakamiss.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111560379028380068</id><published>2005-05-09T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:56:30.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day, mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Yesterday was mother's day&lt;/b&gt; and I wasn't able to give her anything because I wasn't able to buy flowers or a cake the other day in Town. Long story. Anyway, we just went to Tagaytay yesterday so she can relax. I wanted to go to Market Market but she wanted nature and stuff, so we had to follow her. It felt so good seeing her happy! Did you do anything for your moms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm selfish or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is there ever a &lt;b&gt;children's day&lt;/b&gt; wherin it's our turn to get pampered and all? I mean, there's teacher's day, mother's day, father's day, even grandparent's day. Why isn't there any special day for us, aside from our birthdays? Wala lang. Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks to everyone&lt;/b&gt; who visited &lt;a href="http://noypidity.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Noypidity&lt;/a&gt;, especially those who commented. To those who didn't, thank you also! I was actually surprised that people were reading it. Haha! We will also start sacrificing our leisure time to cover &lt;b&gt;Game Ka Na Ba&lt;/b&gt; as well. If you have suggestions for shows (and if ever, contributors), just comment here or &lt;a href="http://noypidity.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss being hosted.&lt;/b&gt; Ever since buffybaby closed down, I wanted to move into Ate Rad's other domain but it was full. Now that hosting's open again, she asked me if I still wanted to be hosted. Well, I do. But I think blogger is more convenient. All my contents are gone, so my site will just be a blog site. But isn't that what blogger offers? A blog site? I need some time to think about this. What do you think I should do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111560379028380068?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111560379028380068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111560379028380068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111560379028380068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111560379028380068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-day-mom.html' title='Happy day, mom!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111521463086910440</id><published>2005-05-04T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:07:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ito na'ng gabing di malilimutan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;...dahan dahan tayong nag&lt;/b&gt;picture. At autograph. At usap. Thank you Aie! I love you Aie!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/images/sugarfree1.jpg" alt="Den, Karla, Jal, Ebe, Riana, Manang Gen" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/images/sugarfree2.jpg" alt="Den, Jal, Karla, Ebe, Riana, Aie Bebeh!" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;After this, I just need Marc Abaya's autograph to be happy, right Aie? ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I slept over&lt;/b&gt; at Karla's yesterday. As usual, I slept earlier than everyone else. At least I had a fun time beating them all in Tekken 5! And swimming was fun too. I tried to drive ever so carefully in GTA San Andreas, but I kept on hitting the posts, and I had a hard time navigating around the city, because the police were on the run to get me. I hope I won't be like that in the future, haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being the eldest&lt;/b&gt; in this family, I tend to be... laitera and some boss queen around the house. My parents call me "laitera" because I notice even the slightest grammar/spelling mistake (esp. during road trips, barok DVD subtitles, and just by watching TV), and rub it in. Now, my being laitera is in good use (hehehe) for your entertainment because Pepi and I have made &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://noypidity.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Noypidity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, a blogger which features our being laitero/laitera, or in my own definition, &lt;b&gt;observant&lt;/b&gt;. Check it out! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111521463086910440?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111521463086910440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111521463086910440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111521463086910440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111521463086910440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/05/ito-nang-gabing-di-malilimutan.html' title='Ito na&apos;ng gabing di malilimutan...'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111478045189706141</id><published>2005-04-29T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T06:16:32.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taglish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Kasi ganito, &lt;/b&gt;nung Wednesday nagwork kami ni Aie. After nun, tumambay ako sa house nila at nanuod kami ng something something. Ang funny. Oh my gosh nga kami ng oh my gosh, galit na galit kami, inis na inis kami, tawa kami ng tawa dahil barok yung subtitles &lt;i&gt;("Let's talk turkey," "I bet your pardon?")&lt;/i&gt;, but most of all, kilig na kilig kami! Sigawan nga kami e. Nasa edge na kami ng sofa. Actually naupo  kami sa floor after some time. Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina rin nagpakabata kami at binisita namin ulit si &lt;b&gt;Enong Toys' Center&lt;/b&gt; sa gift market. Tawa kami ng tawa sa mga pangalan ng mga toys. Ang cute cute nga namin eh! Parang toy heaven pero yung mga medyo funny toys na medyo made in the Philippines. Lam mo yun. Anyway, ang saya talaga magwork sa Market Market, kasi ang sarap mamasyal sa mall after, or before work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bakit parang yung mga pangalan ng mga toys ngayon&lt;/b&gt; medyo weird? Meron isa, "Boxing Nemo". May gloves, tapos yung punching bag, SI NEMO!!! Walang hiya! Ang sad. Tapos may isang freaky toy kaming nakita ni Aie. Ahaha saya. Tapos yung "Beautiful Dresses" na mga necklaces pala, yung "Outrageous" (di ko matandaan) na meal ng McDonald's na laruan, yung "Funny Kitchen" na lutu-lutuan pala. Tapos yung "Boxing Set; Oh Oh Ah Ah Ah". Kakatawa. Parang baliw kami. Feel nga namin paaalisin kami eh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sarap magpakabata, noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtagalog ako kasi inspired ako dun sa book ni Bob Ong na &lt;b&gt;Ang Alamat Ng Gubat&lt;/b&gt;. Ang funny, sobra, kala ng mga tao dito sa bahay baliw ako, or attracting attention. Haha please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga pala, T Th S kami next week lunch time magwowork. Bisitahin nyo naman kami! Last week na namin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaasar! Out si Constantine sa AI! Ngayon lang sya na bottom 3, out na kaagad?! Why oh why?! Coincidence din yung pagsign ng band nya sa contract. Feel ko nainis yung Fox dahil dun kasi bawal ka pa magkaroon ng record deal while in the contest. Tapos sa forum ng PFTSOB, sabi ng isang bandmate na &lt;b&gt;Constantine used American Idol to promote our band&lt;/b&gt;. HUH?! Traitors! Tapos sira daw phonelines nya! Ano ba yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige alis na ako. May meeting pa kami bukas tungkol sa outing. BTW FC, magsasama tayo ng mga mommy sa outing natin, ok? Para lahat payagan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111478045189706141?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111478045189706141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111478045189706141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111478045189706141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111478045189706141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/taglish.html' title='Taglish!'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111407620504450350</id><published>2005-04-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:31:20.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of.</title><content type='html'>"I've been taking Cherrifer for a year now, and I've been drinking milk every night. I even sleep in the afternoon! Why is my height still like this?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's because of what you did in grade 7."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, thanks mom. What's wrong with skyflakes and mineral water for lun...uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, fine. So I did some hunger strike in grade 7 and lost weight...and stopped growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally regret doing that diet thing, so I made up for it last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you about now! It's like a change in me. I've been eating food a lot now, and I'm always hungry during work. I eat rice for merienda every other day (courtesy of T-Boy). I don't feel guilty at all about eating. In fact, I can proudly say that one of my hobbies now is... "eating".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be surprised if I become a blimp after this summer. Hahaha! At least I'll be a bit tall. Haha! Guys, don't diet this summer! There's a lot of yummy food made for eating (like T-Boy. Haha shameless plug), so have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I felt like posting this, ewan. Wala lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moving along,&lt;/b&gt; first day of the bar exercise was today. Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To FC:&lt;/b&gt; Guys, we're really working hard on this outing. So just sit there and wait, we'll be having it a week or something before school starts. We (officers) are excited to prepare for it already. We have started brainstorming weeks ago. I hope you can understand and know that there is progress in this, &lt;b&gt;for you guys!&lt;/b&gt; Awww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111407620504450350?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111407620504450350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111407620504450350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111407620504450350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111407620504450350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-love-of.html' title='For the love of.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111374050845010208</id><published>2005-04-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T05:23:00.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not good enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Aie told me &lt;/b&gt;that I belong to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sophomore B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with some classmates I'm really close with. Before, I imagined being classmates with some people from my old class that I'm not really so close with. Well, I'm thankful I ended up with the people that I'm comfy with. Aie, aren't you sick of me yet? =))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't good enough. I will really miss being part of the honor section. I will miss eating in class, passing notes, the chismis and kabaduyan, the kapreskohan environment and all that. I pity the incoming seniors who are used to being in the honor section.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in line with this FC 2004-2005, the officers are planning an outing before school starts. If one of us texts you, by all means reply. We need your opinion on a place we can go to. So far, we have Los Baños and this place in Cavite (not Island Cove or Caylabne) suggested by our sexytary Pielle.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I'll be going to school tomorrow to check on the class lists, and to see some friends as well. BTW, Aie and I have work tomorrow at 2-5. Visit us!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout? Well, ginilloutine (SPL?) ko yung girl so, don't scroll up anymore (hahaha winks at Aie). Thanks to Pepi for helping me code! Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111374050845010208?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111374050845010208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111374050845010208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111374050845010208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111374050845010208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-good-enough.html' title='Not good enough.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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-11919135.post-111345021556737278</id><published>2005-04-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:43:35.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Yesterday was the first day of work&lt;/b&gt; for me and Aie. She picked me up here, then her dad drove us to Market Market. We were early, so we decided to stroll around the mall first. I wasn't comfy with strolling in the mall because of the work uniform. We had to tuck in our big shirts in our jeans, tie our hair into ponytails, wear headgear, and a name button. So basically, Aie and I walked around Market Market with our uniform (except the headgear and name button part) while getting stares from people. After this, we agreed to bring extra shirts to change into after work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Work was fun!&lt;/b&gt; We had our own timecards, we had to punch the cards in and out, we read the manual, we bowed at customers, greeted them, and stood up for two freaking hours! This made me so tired. Aie's parents came over and ate, so Aie had to serve them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After work,&lt;/b&gt; I watched &lt;i&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/i&gt; with Aie and Samgee in Aie's house. It was my first time to watch (how pathetic). It was a really cute movie! Then we watched Spirits and we were fake-squealing at kilig parts. So much fun. Then Samgee and I rode at the back of the pick-up again, because I brought her home. BTW, thank you Aie for lending me the cd!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm just following orders.&lt;/b&gt; Our boss asked us to do this so... &lt;u&gt;please eat at Teriyaki Boy Market Market during our shifts. You will get a 10% discount if you do so! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://indiecultureonline.com/more.php?id=136_0_1_0_M9" target="_blank"&gt;Has anyone considered shopping online?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111345021556737278?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111345021556737278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111345021556737278' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111345021556737278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111345021556737278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-day_14.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11919135.post-111322984378021113</id><published>2005-04-11T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T03:31:49.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 11, 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/crazyoverfudge/images/job1.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hajimemashite.&lt;/b&gt; Today, Aie and I went all the way to Teriyaki Boy in Tomas Morato for the orientation. There were lots of people accepted. Most of them looked Chikorjap (copyright Klar)/singkit! Turns out most of them were rich kids from ICA, Xavier, etc. =)) I think Aie and I were the only ones from the South.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing special happened. We just introduced ourselves, listen to the briefing, and asked questions (they didn't tell us how much they were paying us!). After that, they gave us our uniform and our Teriyaki Boy manual. They even gave us  free meal. Whee!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people from Zobel should've joined us. You get a 10% discount from Teriyaki Boy after this whole thing, you know. =))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because of blogger,&lt;/b&gt; I get to blog more often. This is fun. I need a layout.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Replies.&lt;/b&gt; Ang galing nyo manghula!&lt;br /&gt;Sir Pats: Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi: Hmm...ewan! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Soph: I don't expect a high salary anymore. They didn't wanna tell us how much! =))&lt;br /&gt;Angge: YES you are! Joke! Goooo sophtech! =))&lt;br /&gt;Klar: hohohohoho? /:) ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Gliza: Thanks! Aie told me you wanted to join us in Teriyaki. Sayang! It would've been fun!&lt;br /&gt;Aie: We're part of the company na. Hahaha! Let's befriend J*****! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Julian: Stalker!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Bea: Leave a huge tip when you eat! Joke lang. We're not allowed to "bust tips" there. Boo hoo. Visit us! ;) Gimik tayo! Badmin tayo! Badmin nalang gift mo! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111322984378021113?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111322984378021113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111322984378021113' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111322984378021113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111322984378021113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-11-2005.html' title='April 11, 2005.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11919135.post-111301140088550242</id><published>2005-04-08T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:45:34.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 9, 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm having problems&lt;/b&gt; with my blogger layout! I have one to use already, but I am completely clueless on how to allow the layout to show my blog. Can someone help me, please?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi, I'm Vicky, can I take your order?&lt;/b&gt; Aie and I have a job already! We got accepted in Teriyaki Boy :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog later. Whee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The real blog.&lt;/b&gt; Okay, let me try something new here. Using these descriptions, I hope you can find out what I'm blogging about ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Rules:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write something about 15 different people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can NOT say who they are.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My beshie! She's my lunch-recess-dismissal-IP-codename-orchestra-etc. buddy! Chinita girl who is always on top of the whole batch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My grade 2 + Fairyland friend. Dancer, swimmer, and pretty sexy chiq, all in one. I plan to go badminton/ECOUGH/movie marathon/salon bonding with her this summer. I love her to bits!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The baby boy (yikeee) who wasted his mommy's money by buying a flute but never again playing it. Huggable, pinchable, and über-cute. A great pianist. Katabi ko sa wavy pool, nyahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My ex. Nagbonding kami sa bed (no malice. DUH.) tapos nahuli kami ni Aie nyahahaha! Britney's Dance Beat and Playboy Mansion PS2 mems. Player! Ka-billiards ko. The one who borrows my lippy balm and gets facials. Hehe! Sama ako next time!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My Spongebob sis! Dami naming mems. I'm with stupid! Hahaha! One of my beshies as well. Stargazing mems!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My co-worker, hahaha! Buti hindi ka namatay...MUAHAHAHAHA! She has a pretty baby doggie who's the same breed as our yucky gigantic doggie. *love moves...* Karaoke girl! Has a cool family. ADOPT ME!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The girl who steals my "boys" such as Micmac, Papa R***, R**, R****... the one who already started on the scrapbook project. Loves little boys (yikee!). A great writer, bookworm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My textmate while watching a certain TV show. Chikorjap! Musically inclined. Rich, has a walk-in pantry overflowing with food...but is still thin! My flute buddy. Chicken dance! Loves the IDOLS and this certain talented "gay" person. Muahahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My favouritest (wahahha) cousin in the whole world! The girl who's mommy will give me a job this summer. Will help me plan the Splash Island getaway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My backmate this year. Super tall, super gwapo (ang plastic ko), and super KULIT! Loves karaoke. Has my Mayo CD right now. Loves rock and rnb like me. Baller, and bolero as well! Hehehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. F1 buddy! Loves the McLaren team, and HUNKY RACER GUY! In the future, we will own superstarr.net, and the "RALF" jacket! Cyberfair mems! My boss!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The girl who hated me in 2nd grade, and during the last days of 7th grade. But now, I love her to bits! Macho and kissable! Hehehe! When there's an event, she never fails to ask me, "Vicky, what will you wear?" My future drinking buddy! Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ang babaeng ubod ng seksi at ganda! She's always the class secretary, and is super rich. My orchestra mate also.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. My kuya! Super kaduper kulit. Marami syang kwento. One guy who never fails to make me laugh. Great minds!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Summer = this girl! She's one great friend! We're both cute and short pressies. Loves seafood, the beach, F1, badminton, and much more, like me! She's also a fluter, and my co-officer next year. We have a lot of "common denominators", nyahaha! Super smart and fun to be with.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, go guess. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111301140088550242?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111301140088550242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111301140088550242' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111301140088550242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111301140088550242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-9-2005.html' title='April 9, 2005.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11919135.post-111262377107315947</id><published>2005-04-04T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T07:13:53.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 3, 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;April 3. Sunday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First and foremost...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;a href="http://miggy-plok.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Miggy!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confessions of a shopaholic:&lt;/b&gt; I kicked off the first official week of summer by shopping! I went to Greenhills with my mom and sister this Monday. I was practically drooling over the board shorts and vintage tees. Then Tuesday, I went to Town with most of FC. This Friday, Arf, Robbie, Angge, Sophie, Aie, Sir Pats, and I went to the awarding for Cyberfair, since &lt;b&gt;Unseen Reality won first runner up&lt;/b&gt;. We had to find the building, and we had to eat somewhere expensive! Hahaha! That was memorable. Then yesterday, I went to Market Market and my mom and I shopped again. I can't NOT shop, I'm a girl. This eventually made me broke, but I'm getting my money back through my...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;...summer job!&lt;/b&gt; My dad made me encode vehicle invoices, and each batch of invoices is 350 bucks. I was lucky to get a batch with few invoices. I'll be tagging clothes in my tita's shop too. But what makes me most excited is applying for Teriyaki Boy! I met up with Aie in Market Market for our job interview. Hahaha! I'm so excited to know the results. Right, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;Aie&lt;/a&gt;? ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess &lt;b&gt;what goes around, comes around&lt;/b&gt;. ü&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please pray&lt;/b&gt; for the soul of Pope John Paul II. He died this morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Replies&lt;/b&gt;. Happy Birthday again to Miggy ü&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karla:&lt;/b&gt; I see those kinds of people too. I wish they would know the right thing to do next time! :) Good luck on your summer job!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aie:&lt;/b&gt; Wag mommy ko! Mommy nya! Ahahaha! I'm exciteeeed!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Julian:&lt;/b&gt; I consider anyone who receives communion as old and responsible enough to know basic things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angge:&lt;/b&gt; That's another way to look at it! Hehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sophie:&lt;/b&gt; Dude I really wanna go Karting! Hehehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jam:&lt;/b&gt; The gimmick was great. You made me sit beside...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yaps:&lt;/b&gt; No thanks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bea:&lt;/b&gt; Thanks! I wanna read your blogs again. Do you have a blogger? And we need to do something again this summer! BTW, how much mag-Karting sa Fontana? ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alfred:&lt;/b&gt; LOL! Don't blame your dad. I'm like that also. I forget the dates when it's already summer. I just get surprised that it all happened so fast afterwards. Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trisha:&lt;/b&gt; Contis is looking for college people, just like McDo. Waaaah!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aura:&lt;/b&gt; 300?! Baka naman 18 years old cousin mo :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodney:&lt;/b&gt; Nag-communion yung bata. Diba mga 8-ish na yun? Dapat alam nya. Ohwell! Kids these days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pepsi:&lt;/b&gt; Bad joke parin!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11919135-111262377107315947?l=superstellar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/feeds/111262377107315947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11919135&amp;postID=111262377107315947' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111262377107315947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11919135/posts/default/111262377107315947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstellar.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-3-2005.html' title='April 3, 2005.'/><author><name>riana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10087814400797182638</uri><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>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
