<?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-20262093</id><updated>2011-09-04T18:59:53.059+08:00</updated><category term='Laughtrip'/><category term='Cash Stashin&apos;'/><category term='Christmas fever'/><category term='Crazy-ness'/><category term='me-only better'/><category term='Hussle'/><category term='Love'/><category term='college'/><category term='iskool'/><category term='Happy-ness'/><category term='ChowQueen'/><category term='laziness'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Bored'/><category term='randomosity'/><title type='text'>{MyDocuments}</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20262093.post-8213592163165535774</id><published>2007-06-07T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T13:23:44.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cried Out</title><content type='html'>Ive been in some sort of a sobfest here.Thanks to the movie &lt;B&gt;Cake&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;B&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/b&gt;, my tears can not only fill up a bucket but could go more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember finding it rather funny seeing Mom in tears during the climax of,say a Sharon Cuneta movie or fill-in-other-dramatic-actresses-circa1980.As a kid of 6, I didnt understand the point of seeing those movies for "entertainment".Pointless, because she wasnt beaten up or hurt by anybody in real life, she was stable and happy and I saw that and lastly because those movies left us emotional baggages for at least an hour after the last &lt;U&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt; scene.After what seemed like a decade, I wasnt bothered by the sight of those tragic stories of love lost, lives ended, everyday feats of people who are victims of the unjust and stereotypical society among others.Phew.I got accustomed to it actually and of course I was down with my Mom-the whole time.Im 16 and I am embarrassed to admit that I watch what-you-people would call "cheesy" teleseryes.Yes, Gulong ng Palad, Pangako Sa'yo (so on) and currently Maria Flor de Luna.&lt;I&gt;Okay, now, I believe, is the time to zoom off to another planet&lt;/i&gt; OR maybe not.Haha.While I enjoy watching foreign dramas most of the time, it gets to a point where I return to the basic "dramadesses" of Philippine TV.And at that, I think I have surpassed my Mom's record which covered  circa90 movies and American movies and Maria FlordeLuna &lt;B&gt;only&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to thank my Mom for that ability.And thanks to happy fairy-tale endings backed up by Dave Matthews Band-ish music and people who could be Sharon Cuneta and could go as hot as Chad Michael Murray,tears could streak down my face in a jiffy.I think that even led me to grabbing my set of Declamation awards.&lt;I&gt;Maybe&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-8213592163165535774?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/8213592163165535774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=8213592163165535774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/8213592163165535774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/8213592163165535774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/06/cried-out.html' title='Cried Out'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-1814983254426603948</id><published>2007-06-06T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T14:16:23.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bck T Sqr N</title><content type='html'>You know how it is when all the assumed good things come to bittwersweet ends.Hard yet undeniably sweet at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im speaking for my PC actually.If only it could speak, I know it would not speak but shout, yes, scream all its electronic aches out.Ohgosh! I honestly pity my rugged PC from all the "healing" and tweaking processes done in the last 4 years that Ive been with her all because I think and realize I didnt care that much.Yesterday night, it was brought and assembled back the 6th time from yet another glitch that I have caused it and that made me secretly happy on the inside.It is,however, running on Windows XP now as it was downgraded(?) the 5th time it bagged down to a Windows 98.Crap.I feel guilty until this second that I am jotting on these random thoughts.The only consolation I seem to get out of this is the fact that it's running even better at this time and that I promise to all the souls out there that I am going to take really gentle care of her in every way I can.She might just be some old, frail thing around, surrounded by other grander stuff but she does keep my grades high and she makes me happy more than sleeping does(hehe) on lazy days and I love this thing, Im willing to go back and get it out in case eaten by fire. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another get-backs on a new place or should I say a mini-stay at a revamped area on thebubblegumfactory.Fauxriot's expired already and Im staying in back here-where everything else started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, fauxriot had to go after 3 months of my stay, my PC was away for exactly 47 days(and then I learned how GMA afternoon shows could be very entertaining.Haha.),Im back to thebubblegumfactory, everybody thinks Im fatTER(dammit!Haha),I left high school and Im off to a new chapter in school life, Ive never been happier and newer.In the words of the great Veronica Mars- &lt;I&gt;And, we're back to square one&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-1814983254426603948?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/1814983254426603948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=1814983254426603948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/1814983254426603948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/1814983254426603948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/06/bck-t-sqr-n.html' title='Bck T Sqr N'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-5809961264021696811</id><published>2007-02-16T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:44:32.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>Prom and All</title><content type='html'>I had my pits waxed last night.Haha. It sure was painful because they still had to pluck the stray hairs but then again, it was all worth it.We finished off our school's celebration of the Chinese New Year this morning and tomorrow's the Big Night but Im not feeling the whole night- not even &lt;I&gt;thisclose&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to see how Id enjoy tomorrow night given the fact that tomorrow is also my Mom's bday and there's some kind of a big party here at home and I cant be at the party of my Mom, that just makes me feel more and more guilty.Argh.Happy Birthday Mom! Im sorry I dont have any gift for you while all the other kids in the Pre-Elementary Department gave you cakes/greetings/roses/buoqets of flowers/handpicked orchids/songs/chants/dances and the works, your only daughter would not be able to give you any gift.It hurts on my part, I got no face to show my Mom though I know it's not totally about material gifts but for me, it's a special way of making her special on her day.Guilt trips here.&lt;br /&gt;Im not excited for tomorrow night given the event tomorrow and there's just no one there deserving of anything special(romantically speaking).Friends, yes they matter, they are the best dancers of the night but Prom is I guess a rub-off for pretty girls who dab much make-up on their faces to grab awards and show off their boyfriends.I dont have one and that leaves me along the "dance-with-your-boy-buds" line.Im after the after-party.We've been wanting to make an after-party of our own since our initial plans were cancelled due to I-dont-know.We wanna go disco more after Prom night.Aimee, Beverly, Ros, DenDen, Alicia and I would like to experience a thing as that.Yey! I hope really hope it makes up for my unromantic night tomorrow at Prom.Unfortunately,the one I was banking for to seeing at Prom night wouldnt be able to make it and it sucks more, sometimes, fate doesnt work with me and I hate that. :( &lt;br /&gt;I hope I enjoy tomorrow! Please.God.Make.Me.Happy.On.My.LAST.Prom.Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-5809961264021696811?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/5809961264021696811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=5809961264021696811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/5809961264021696811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/5809961264021696811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/02/prom-and-all.html' title='Prom and All'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-3954942875982823285</id><published>2007-02-03T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T08:52:59.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me-only better'/><title type='text'>Agitation</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday I cried and it was a different kind of emotional ejaculation compared to others I had in years.I shall not elaborate on the reason behind the tears because I am not yet ready to open up(now).Some other time maybe when Im ready and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom.Prom.It's driving me insane.The gown is yet to be sewn.I still need to pay the salon a  visit for booking.I shall visit the derma one of these days because of 2 alert red pimples popping in their ugly glory.Must have hair treatment.Visit the salon for waxing(ouch).Yes, I hope that by now my partner issues are settled.Shall do more on the dance moves.Still practicing for the class presentation(and this time we hope we rock more).Haha.It's listless! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Practice this afternoon.A quiz this coming Tuesday.A project due this Monday.Report on Wednesday.Recitation everyday.Practice everyday.Burn you brain calories! Burn you baby fats! &lt;b&gt;BURN!&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-3954942875982823285?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/3954942875982823285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=3954942875982823285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/3954942875982823285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/3954942875982823285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/02/agitation.html' title='Agitation'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-1020894260300623526</id><published>2007-01-29T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:26:07.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iskool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me-only better'/><title type='text'>Speaking Up</title><content type='html'>While gathering all my thoughts on making this post, I am also doing the job of a typist-seriously. Im down to my 7th out of the 12 articles I have to type for the school paper.Yes.Yes.My mom stresses out it's because Im such a procrastinator- that I never get things done &lt;b&gt;at once&lt;/b&gt;. I love being it and I promise Ill change as soon as I become a college girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, speaking about college.I have told you I passed at the UST. But it seems like I couldnt gather up enough courage to tell my parents Id like to give the interview a shot.Hello? Hear me out!(Im seriously shouting from the inside). I want to study in UST.Good God give me this shot.Swear, enlighten the minds of my parents! UST is next to Ateneo on my list of dream schools. Please. Ateneo wasnt for me.I wasnt &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; good and deserving for a slot at AB Comtech(kind of hard for me to accept at first and had wished that I should have,&lt;b&gt;should have&lt;/b&gt; chosen AB Political Science in that school instead!). Regrets come always at the end of every rope.It sucks.I should have studied.Should have been better. Should have thought more on the course choice or whatever.It has to end at this and Id like to open up my heart to UST- to being a Tomasino instead. To every door closed, there's always a new and better door that opens up.Id like to think it's the UST for me. Grrr. Give me the courage.Give me the balls. Give me the whatever-it-is-I-need to have to talk it over with my `rents who seem to close down UST on my list. Agh. 2 people in class have told me that if ever Id drop off the slot I got, theyll do anything to stela it from me! Whaha. Okay. So I still belive I should fight for a chance. But I dont know how so this is what I hate about not being ready for the future. I could actually hear my inside singing &lt;I&gt;told you so, told you so, told you, told you, told you so..&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of school, Im inserting my tummy problems. Haha. Its nothing of big deal you know. I just figured that everyone else seems to be conscious of how they look so Ill try my own version of something.Haha. I thought of "tummy". Haha. My tummy is the only thing in my entire anatomy that seems to go bigger and a little bulgier than all the other parts of my thin frame.Haha. &lt;I&gt;Sakit ng ulo lang hinahanap ko eh. Wala naman akong itataba pa.&lt;/i&gt;. I just want it flat for fun! Just for the heck of making it look flat and actually blah. For 20plus hours now Ive been living under "At breakfast eat like a king.At lunch eat like a prince and at dinner eat like a pauper" principle. So I ate and ate at breakfast today. I bought fruits, drank so much water and shall eat lasagna and 4 sticks of pork barbecue for dinner(only).I know it will be hard for me considering that Im such an eater- a very good one at that. Im trying belly dancing maybe(haha) and Im laughing at myself for saying/ thinking of this.Haha. Imagine me or not.Please.In 2 weeks, the baby fatty tummy shall shred off and dissolve somewhere if I continue on cutting down on the "cold water", which by the way is so BOO. Haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-1020894260300623526?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/1020894260300623526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=1020894260300623526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/1020894260300623526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/1020894260300623526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/01/speaking-up.html' title='Speaking Up'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-8105663453800302180</id><published>2007-01-28T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T08:55:07.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Prom?</title><content type='html'>3 weeks till Prom night.Okay, barely AND &lt;i&gt;thisclose&lt;/i&gt;.And yet, I have not been feeling the way 80% of prom-goers normally feel right at around this time.Im one of those &lt;i&gt;ohmigad promisnear shouldcheckonthegown ohno&lt;/i&gt; kind of girl and that &lt;b&gt;was&lt;/b&gt; last year. Maybe prom wasnt that much as I had expected it to be.Sure, it wasnt romantic on my part but really fun I must say.Not that unforgettable but special. Just not magical as I had pictured it in the wildest corners of my dreams or was I just over-expecting on things? I cant say. All I know is that Im not feeling the whole Prom again for the main reason that only two girls know.&lt;br /&gt;..Not until I got to read up on &lt;a href="http://chesca.whapak.com" target="new"&gt;Ate Chesca's&lt;/a&gt; blog yesterday.You see, her being nostalgic about prom and all the things in between made me realize that &lt;i&gt; yeah, Ate Ches, you're right, Im doing it for the last time so why the hell not move?&lt;/i&gt;.I talked to mom about my gown.Oh yes! I still dont have my gown but just you wait because Im having it sewn soon.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.cant.believe.it! I have a school already.Ohyeahboi! UST! Growling Tigers! I passed, err, for interview who cares? I passed(just that I need to show up for interview which would be another loong and hard story I guess?) Im not even sure if Im going to UST but still UST is "The UST".It's a vintage school and it seems interesting there.I loved that I passed the ET.Thank you good God! I was on the verge of breaking down and slashing out at the thought of "NO SCHOOL YET".A little exaggerated &lt;i&gt;lang&lt;/i&gt;.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watched Bring It On 3.The cheers were good but the whole movie wasnt that much of an &lt;i&gt;excellento&lt;/i&gt; for me.Hanging endings and some boring scenes on the movie that I actually expected more since reviews said it was crazy cool! Sure it was but you know how I love over-expecting on things.I should be adding that to my new traits and aboutmes.4 stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sha Shabooya Sha Sha Shabooya Roll Call!&lt;br /&gt;My name is Lefti, yeah, I like to party, yeah and when I shake it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;the boys say "Ai mami!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha Shabooya Roll Call!&lt;br /&gt;My name, Camille, yeah, Give you three wishes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To see me shake it, yeah, cause im delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha Shabooya Roll Call!&lt;br /&gt;My name Kirresha, yeah, get out my face, yeah&lt;br /&gt;`cause when I shake it&lt;br /&gt;Its like an earthquake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im loving this part! Haha. Infact, Im working on making the names all Marnil and whoever is interested.Haha.Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-8105663453800302180?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/8105663453800302180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=8105663453800302180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/8105663453800302180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/8105663453800302180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/01/prom.html' title='Prom?'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-2711619658490417468</id><published>2007-01-25T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T18:10:38.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hussle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ChowQueen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laughtrip'/><title type='text'>Breakfast At The Back</title><content type='html'>I did not eat breakfast this morning. Well, something weird since ever since the start of classes Ive been swearing Id eat breakfast on a daily basis to keep fit and healthy.Wow.Haha. And so during Physics time, I excused my self from class after Maam gave out the Physics exam results(I got a 93! *dances*) and I bought Chicken McDo at the Mcdo outlet in our school.Everything was chaotic inside the classroom and I seized the hussle bussle and asked permission from Maam that yes, I was dead hungry and eating would be the only act that would save me from instant collapse during that moment.She was very understanding of my situation and said &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I exchanged seats with a Ariz who was seated at the back and they were all watching me eating my Chicken McDo.That moment felt soo right.Haha. The chicken, them watching me and my tummy smiling in all her gluttonous glory.Not until...I opened up the plastic cup of my Iced tea and carelessly bammed it with the armchair and poof &lt;i&gt;no, more like &lt;b&gt;squish..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; it went. Grreat. I didnt get my uniform wet thank God but the sides of the plastic cup ripped off allowing the liquid to flow out oh-so-shamelessly into the floor and the table.I did not know how to save myslef, Ariz's and Marvin's bag and the folly.Very ballistic.Very irritated.My happy tummy went blah again and the funny thing was when all my boy/girl classmates seated near me were all saying &lt;i&gt;Inom! Go Inom!&lt;/i&gt;. So, I drank it shamelessly as well even though some of the liquid dripped off.Haha. And the craziest yet touching gesture? Kenau helped me out by getting the coconut husk&lt;i&gt;Oh yes, the coconut husk for the floor.:D&lt;/i&gt; and putting it 2 inches lower from the plastic cup so the liquid would continually drip off it's extra liquid.Haha. I know, I know, then after the whole thing, I continued feeding the tummy who did &lt;b&gt;all that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-2711619658490417468?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/2711619658490417468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=2711619658490417468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/2711619658490417468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/2711619658490417468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/01/breakfast-at-back.html' title='Breakfast At The Back'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-981140343625416370</id><published>2007-01-20T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:32:02.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Great Comeback</title><content type='html'>Math test is over and it kinda gives me the short span relief I just need since the result of the exam would be another BIG thing.I dont want to cross my fingers for this one because I really remembered how I changed  side of the angle A with the side b of Angle B.Talk about  how that Math test made my fingers literally shaking to and fro while I was &lt;i&gt;trying oh-so-hard&lt;/i&gt; writing and pressing on the scientific calculator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to study 6 more subjects equal to 7 books and endless pages of photocopies that smell really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.Enough.Of.The.Whining.Hehe.Im reading on my lessons later because Im feeling the rest of the afternoon.Plus, I still need to gather up all my lost concentration and mindset.There's still Physics and English and Economics and Filipino and El Filibusterismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I missed this place soo much since Ive been isolating this extra blog of mine for 7 months and Ill surely miss my prinsesa.vintage-soul.net because it just was super special.It was my first blackboard for my webdesigning semi-talents and it helped me improve a lot as a person.Not that Im making the whole thing dramatic but it just was &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; special for me plus it got featured on Candy so who wouldnt miss such a thing? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..But nothing would be special for this comeback and I even wonder why I got GREAT included in this entry's title &lt;i&gt;except&lt;/i&gt; that it feels good to be back.Haha. Real goood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-981140343625416370?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/981140343625416370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=981140343625416370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/981140343625416370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/981140343625416370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-comeback.html' title='Great Comeback'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-8357129911915077059</id><published>2006-12-18T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:35:07.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cash Stashin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Right Thurr</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I like the way you do that right thurr..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. Haha. I like that song! It always puts me to partay mood.And yeah, Xmas party is two sleeps away! Yahooo!&lt;br /&gt;Ive bought an outfit.What's funny was that I went on telling my girl friends Id never wear skirt for the formal party and I ended up eating my words cause I did buy a cutesy skirt and Im wearing it this Wednesday.Vavavoom! Im pulling off this good-girl-but-kinda-sexy vibe and I still don't know if Id able to do it the way Ive visualized it inside the fitting room yesterday.Dad was amazed when I did a mini fashion show for him last night- &lt;i&gt;I needed to do it since he wanted me to, he's my Dad and he financed the whole outfit.&lt;/i&gt; *hands-dowm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not buy gifts yet for the girls I exchanged and not exchanged gifts with.Poor me. Money will be given tomorrow.Shall spend two hours of rush shopping for gifts. Totally irresponsible.Sweaty armpits.Stinky people.Smell of worn-out money.Air fresheners gone malfunctioned.Dirty floors.Big and small bags.CLAIM HERE and DEPOSIT HERE signs.Here's to irresponsible gift-giving.IT's Christmas and Im all for it nomatterwhatbeybeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having this Ms. Tomboy `06 class beauty pageant.And the way I see it, it's gonna be a lot of fun not only because it's something sparkling new but it also features our class girlies.Haha. Take note, it's with all the trimmings.Production number to Ramp Modelling(&lt;i&gt;tomboy way&lt;/i&gt;) to Talent Portion to the Q and A! It's gonna be whoa! I hope I could show you some pictures of the party this Wednesday though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of something.It's this idea of very personalized gift-giving.I don't think I could finish it tonight though.I really think it's what Ive wanted to give my special friends ever since.&lt;i&gt;It's about letting them know they are "that" special.&lt;/i&gt; I hope I still have energy to make the extra gifts though.EXTRA JOSS! EXTRA JOSS! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated Simoai for at least a month but hey since I bought one again the other day.Im back in love with it! Yummy! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-8357129911915077059?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/8357129911915077059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=8357129911915077059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/8357129911915077059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/8357129911915077059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/12/right-thurr.html' title='Right Thurr'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-3167634258632792357</id><published>2006-12-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:53:14.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senyang Phase</title><content type='html'>.. I also have some quite big stories to tell regarding the Senyang phase(the bbba..*gulp* bad experience that came with it) and the excitement of yours truly on the up and coming Christmas week(I won’t be saying day nor eve because that just rots out the whole week celebration- at least for me and my family).&lt;br /&gt;On the Fcukin Bagyong Senyang:Friday(December -the school had no classes since it was the grade two kids’ First Holy Communion.Went to have my Math tutorials.Received text messages from people who cared, some warning messages on Bagyong Senyang basically giving out watch-out-go-and-prepare-all-you-people-or-youll-die-hungry (hehe, I kinda exaggerated that part a little).The moment I got home from school, I did nothing else but to eat the oranges I took home and come face to face with the PC for a mini-research.By 5:30PM, some twisted instinct told me to make this layout and finish coding the whole thing do or die and so I did.&lt;br /&gt;I know, you want me to fast forward a little..&lt;br /&gt;Saturday(December 9) Morning was still fine.Everything was quite fine(QUITE because I slept at around 4:30AM.Haha.). Come afternoon(2PM) lights out! grreat. I gave it a chance but man was I giving way too much.Bagyong Senyang took its horrible toll at the whole city whistling its proud wrath on us! I was zoooper afraid! I seriously thought we’d die from everything that fell, crashed, boomed, banged and so on.It was traumatic.Terribly traumatic I must say.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been what seemed-like-centuries of 4 days since I felt the conveniences that electricity could give(television, the internet, aircon even the mere transistor).For four days, it has been a painful blackout living here in this part of the world.No flicker of any light from bulbs that shave off 3000php of our family budget, no safe and sound sleep-I bet the mosquitoes had so much fun sipping on my Cafe Bloode every night since the past few days, no sound on the phone piece but at least we had sufficient amount of clean water and of course each other to get by the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I had the worst sleep of my life last Tuesday night.I would not want to have another worstsleep ever.Cross my heart.Hope those mosquitoes die. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s back to normal.Everything’s beautiful in my eyes.My eyes and ears and every dimension of me now functions according to how they should(although they had a bit of a hard time digesting visuals from the TV and hearing the sounds- you cant blame my system, it’s been 4 long days honey…).I swear I can sleep tight tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah! My mighty spoiler is back in town! Welcome home Dad! You know how much Ive missed you! Ho Ho Ho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-3167634258632792357?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/3167634258632792357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=3167634258632792357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/3167634258632792357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/3167634258632792357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/12/senyang-phase.html' title='Senyang Phase'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114534643232005981</id><published>2006-04-18T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T15:47:12.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-Up Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1ba.gif" alt="cry"&gt;If you've been attentive and have been reading my stories here or in the least tried to get to know things about me(Oh my! Why the hell am I making this so dramatic?!)&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z0n8.gif" alt="blah"&gt; you would know that my lovelife is dead and it's no big deal and from there you'd know that this entry entitled "Break-Up Diaries" is not in anyway related to my &lt;strong&gt;lovelife&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1qe.gif" alt="laugh"&gt;Nagdrama ka na diyan eh noh? Anyway, Im breaking up with Blogger and have decided to finally move (on).&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1qe.gif" alt="laugh"&gt; I was attached to this blog of mine and I owe a lot of things to Blogger and it includes my knowledge and mastery of the HTML and CSS(mastery talaga&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1qe.gif" alt="laugh"&gt;).Ill not be &lt;strong&gt;totally&lt;/strong&gt; leaving this place up until I get sick of seeing my first made layout and the entries.&lt;i&gt;Espesyal&lt;/i&gt; itong blog kong ito sapagkat dito ay nakilala ko ang mga wonderful at friendly na mga tao na nagbigay halaga sa aking pagiging isang Netizen. &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z0w1.gif" alt="blush"&gt; At kahit isa na itong madrama at maluha na entry ay pinaaabot ko lang sa inyo na inyong PAKAABANGAN ANG AKING BAGO NA SITE AT SANA AY PATULOY NIYO PA RING SUPORTAHAN ANG AKING MGA ESCAPADE SA BUHAY.&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1ok.gif" alt="kiss"&gt;. Okay stop! Haha. I &lt;33 Tagalog. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope you'll still visit my new site but it's still not up right now because Im still having a hard time with Wordpress. &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1ok.gif" alt="kiss"&gt;. Do check back once in a while since my last entry(oh man! this hurts) would contain the new URL to my site.  &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1xg.gif" alt="l&lt;3ve"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114534643232005981?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114534643232005981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114534643232005981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114534643232005981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114534643232005981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/break-up-diaries.html' title='Break-Up Diaries'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1ba_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20262093.post-114515389869547671</id><published>2006-04-16T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T13:53:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy easter!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Mom and I invented our own pasta  and we called it "The Creamy Tuna Spaghetti" &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z11t.gif" alt="cool"&gt; and yeah, you guessed it right it was like a mixture of Spaghetti and Carbonara with tuna. We used the pasta for Spaghetti and used the ingredients for Carbonara and we placed Tuna on it.&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z51w.gif" alt="tongue"&gt; It was &lt;strong&gt;YUMMY&lt;/strong&gt; and unfortunately I cant show any pics of the masterpiece cause we dont have camera here.&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z413.gif" alt="sad"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got &lt;s&gt;two&lt;/s&gt; three Easter gifts from my dearest &lt;a href="http://kamee06.tres-chic.org" target="new"&gt;Kamimi&lt;/a&gt;  the &lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://dkath-iasis.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ate Kath&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a href="http://narcisista.meangurl.net"&gt;Narcisista Sandie&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1xg.gif" alt="l&lt;3ve"&gt; Let me show you the gifts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/vhstn6.gif" alt="Thanks Kamimi!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/vhstqb.jpg" alt="Thanks Ate Kath!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.tinypic.com/vne2d4.jpg" alt="Thanks Sandy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z1i9.gif" alt="grin"&gt; I love them!&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! I also made gifts for the the following people: &lt;strong&gt;Kamimi, Ate Kath, Jhesca, Jenny, Toni, Lala, Camz, Kaye, Faye, Ate Irish, Keiyt,Pamz, Kariza, Clara, Anjouli and Julie.&lt;/strong&gt; Hope you like it.&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z49t.gif" alt="smile"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/vmx69w.jpg" alt="For You"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The URL:http://i2.tinypic.com/vmx69w.jpg &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for &lt;a href="http://narcisista.meangurl.net"&gt;Sandie&lt;/a&gt;.Thank you so much Sandie! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.tinypic.com/vndyxd.jpg" alt="For Sandie!"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL: http://i3.tinypic.com/vndyxd.jpg &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout is up! And this is the &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; layout I made and coded all by myself.&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z0w1.gif" alt="blush"&gt; Id be happy to read your comments and I hope to make more layouts. &lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z4f9.gif" alt="sweatdrop"&gt;Phew! Thank God!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter &lt;strong&gt;Everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z51w.gif" alt="tongue"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS:&lt;/b&gt; Sorry kasi aliw na aliw ako sa smileys kaya medyo ang daming smileys sa entry na ito.&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z51w.gif" alt="tongue"&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114515389869547671?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114515389869547671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114515389869547671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114515389869547671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114515389869547671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy easter!'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1.tinypic.com/v7z11t_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20262093.post-114466028182973859</id><published>2006-04-10T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T17:11:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye House-Hello World</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Mom, Dad and I went out to have some Halo-Halo. It was yummy and we matched it with Pancit Bihon Haha. Yeah, like I told you they'd always give in to my urge/s(Well, not always.Haha). And I knew na hindi nila medyo feel yung Bihon yesterday but still they ordered one.Haha. We talked about a lot of things and after an hour or two we went home na&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I accompanied Mom to school cause she wanted someone to talk to kasi wala yung mga teachers niya so she was alone kaya I gladly accompanied her.We had sizzling steak for lunch and we went to the bank for some of her transactions.We went back to her office.Then we parted ways cause she will buy the things and ingreddients she needed so she would be able to cook Bihon for me.Haha. Naloloka na nga si Mama at yung cousin ko.Sabi ko kanina- &lt;i&gt;"Hay Ma, you know what? Masarap ang bihon ngayon."&lt;/i&gt; Tapos they both dropped off "that" look and Momsaid- &lt;i&gt;"Sige, you and you ate go ahead and Ill be going off to the market.Ipagluluto kita."&lt;/i&gt; Haha. Now I know that Mom understands me and my love for Bihon(Specifically her Bihon.Haha). It's yummy.ROFL. Im crazy as hell for Mom's Bihon. *Slow-mo* Save me!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now formally a member of the Globe family-&lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. I told Mom I wanted to buy a Globe sim pack and she bought me one kanina.*Sighs-in-relief*.Im new to everything especially the Globe Unlimitxt.Haha. I had to text Kendra and ask her how to register.Lol.I had text convos with lots of people and yeah, I received their messages at real time.As for the number, you can ask for it through YM- marnilalooh, Ill give you my Globe number-just in case.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! I might stop whining about how b-o-r-i-n-g my summer is since I got to visit the "rentahan" just before we headed home. I picked The Diary Of Anne Frank. Im reading it tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114466028182973859?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114466028182973859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114466028182973859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114466028182973859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114466028182973859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/bye-house-hello-world.html' title='Bye House-Hello World'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114455665458811738</id><published>2006-04-09T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T12:37:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green as Palm</title><content type='html'>I woke up 4:30 today to accompany Mom to the Early Morning Palm Sunday mass.Grr. So cold and I was so sleepy but it was fine.Haha. We jetted off to Jollibee to eat breakfast. I ordered the Spicy Chickenjoy and Mom had the Bangus thing.ROFL. Verdict: Mom didnt like the Bangus at all. I also tasted it and err. not-so-good.Haha. The Spicy Chickenjoy was rather too "spicy". Im not eating it for another ten years.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna show you &lt;a href="http://twisted.brokensonnet.com" target="new"&gt;Toni's&lt;/a&gt; gift. I didnt see this coming but I was &lt;strong&gt;SUPER&lt;/strong&gt; touched. ^.^. She was the first one to give me a gift.Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/ta36lz.jpg" alt="BubblegumfactoryDOTblogspotDOTcom"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Im 50% done with the layout! Yipee! May adjustments sa design and then coding.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Still Pinaytalking.&lt;33. Bored. Arent you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114455665458811738?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114455665458811738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114455665458811738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114455665458811738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114455665458811738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/green-as-palm.html' title='Green as Palm'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.tinypic.com/ta36lz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20262093.post-114446923680566467</id><published>2006-04-08T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:32:17.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Halo-Halo Thoughts</title><content type='html'>*Nagutom ka sa title noh? Haha. Yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing &lt;i&gt;special&lt;/i&gt; today. Oi! Daming positive response dun sa kantang "Anghang".Haha.Natuwa ako dun actually.So, did you try singing it? Err. It doesnt match perfectly to the song-but, hey, is it me? or di lang talaga siya bagay? Whatever. So naubusan ako ng Internet card last Wednesday so I tried entertaining myself. I talked to myself.I laughed at myslef[&lt;I&gt;Baliws do these things.Haha.&lt;/i&gt;].I modelled in front of the Cindereall mirror here in the master's bedroom.I thought of polishing my nails[but still ended up with unpolished nails.Haha] and &lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; I had a functioning camera phone with me[My phone's camera doesnt seem to work.Ay, ewan, nakakabadtrip.&lt;i&gt;Noo! Asan na digicam ko?&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. WALA.] I watched TV all day[as usual and I actually watched "that" certain Veronica Mars rerun thrice this week.The part when Veronica found out that the one who killed her bestfriend was the father of her bestfriend's boyfriend.Yak, ang pangit and there was this bed scene.&lt;i&gt;Im keeping my mouth shut.Haha.Kids on the block.Haha.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; I dont know why I did it but I DL-ed Wordpress v2.0.Haha. No use, Im keeping it though for future use.Im learning PHP and FTP kasi but I still dont get the whole scene.Err. Im struggling.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Im still in between Lindsay and Paris Hilton.Haha. It's about the layout[If you read my previous entries, Im trying to make my own layout due by the end of summer -IF ID BE ABLE TO MAKE ONE.].Im thinking Lindsay or Paris? I just kept their PSDs here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Still no lovelife.Im better off without one but Mom's been bugging me about my crush.Ayy.Im not telling.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Still no book in hand. Tinamad ako today so I wasnt able to rent a book.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Im hating SMART and their lousy antics.The situation's getting way out of hand.My messages dont come at the actual time they are sent to me. By the end of April or May, Im buying a Globe sim pack already. Screw Smart[im sorry Im being immature but if only they'd be fair enough.Unfair!]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Been addicted to my Mom's Bihon lately.Haha. She cooked bihon thrice already and she surprised me today. She told me yesterday "What do you want for tomorrow? Im cooking something for you.." then I told her "Alams na! Haha. BIHON." Then this morning she went to school kasi it's our Card Distribution today tapos she called out nalang sa may labas ng window ng room ko habang tulog pa ako. "Darling! May bihon dun, bagong luto for you!" I sprang up tapos I said "Whaa! I love you Ma! take care! Mwah*" with full energy.Haha. *heaven*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Mom bought me new shades.Haha. the "big" one because I told her Ill be starting my own little collection of these plate-wide shades.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; I havent taken a bath. Aah.Dont worry I will by 5:30 PM.Haha.Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;raquo; Im still a "taong-grasa" at Pinaytalk.Haha. Im loving Pinaytalk even more. Agree members? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil wala akong magawa, I visited &lt;a href="http://deathclock.com" target="new"&gt;DeathClock&lt;/a&gt;[Your friendly blah-blah to remind you that life is too short.]-Haha.I filled up the "Death form" and I was kinda afraid kasi syempre baka totoo yung results at baka bukas na ako mamatay *knock-on-wood-huwag-naman-sana(haha-kumanta pa!)*&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Guess the date of my death..Sige nga.Haha. May piso yung makatama.Eto yung results(happy naman ako.Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/bears/deathclock.jpg" alt="(C)BubblegumfactoryDOTblogspotDOTcom"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I was born January 3 1991 and Im gonna die April 20, 2094[Haha. Im 15 now and I calculated the dates-turns out Im gonna die at the age of &lt;strong&gt;103&lt;/strong&gt;!!] Freaky noh? If ever the results will come out as true, ewan, I was wondering kung anong kalagayan ko by the age of 103. Will I still blog? Haha. Of course, we dont know if these things are true.Katuwaan lang-To kill time.You can try it yourself. *breathes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to Tataahh for now. You all have a blastin summer ahead[Now if it's possible in your case.Boredom kills.Grr.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114446923680566467?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114446923680566467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114446923680566467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114446923680566467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114446923680566467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/halo-halo-thoughts.html' title='The Halo-Halo Thoughts'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114419493246743341</id><published>2006-04-05T07:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:34:04.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughtrip.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Mom brought home *taddah* Magazines! She rented some. Pfft. Had I known she'd rent magazines, I would've asked her to rent some books too.Sayang.Friday na lang.Haha. *Jumps-like-oh-di-na-ako-makaantay*. So, I started flipping thorugh the pages of the magazines.It really feels good to get my hands on magazines, I dont know Im really "addicted" to it. I mean like I read all kinds of magazines available in the market. From business magazines, to women's magazines, to W.I.T.C.H type of magazines, to men's magazine especially teen magazines.Haha. Nothing special happened today except that I found something I wanna share with you. Want some? Err. Okay. You got some. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drumrolls* presenting the "Anghang" song.Haha.Crashed through it at Teentalk. Anghang is said to be the Tagalog version of the phenomenal "My Humps" by the Black Eyed Peas. ROFL. I want to download this one but unfortunately it's not yet available in Ares but if you do have Limewire-you might want to download so you can hear something light(for a change). Haha. Read on the lyrics-I swear -it kills. Haha. &lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by Bitoy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad ano ba ang iyong kinakain, kinakain sa iyong pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit di mo na lang tignan at tikman saking pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang maanghang anghang, anghang, anghang, anghang, anghang,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghang, masyadong maanghang kinilaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw mo bang kumain ito'y nakahain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag ka ng tumakas magkaka-almuranas&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang anghang ng patatas, maanghang kahit prutas&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sing init ng bangbass, magpapawis ang balbas&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tayo'y wag talo, lika na't magsalo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papakin ang sili, wag ka ng mamili&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uusok ang iyong tenga, mapapa-macarena&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika'y mapapaihip sa sobrang init dahil maanghang, anghang, anghang, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang, anghang ng ulam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadtad ng sili (dagdagan mo pa sili, ang gusto ko marami)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagdagan ng sili (ngayong marami ng sili, let's party)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger ano ba ang iyong kinakain, kinakain sa iyong pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit di mo na lang tignan at tikman saking pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger, baka may microbyo yan, yan, yang pagkain yang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba naman ang arte mo, arte mo, arte mo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang kinilaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakain ako wag kang manuyo, siling labuyo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amoy kili-kili at kawili-wili&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkain ng shaolin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merong milk, merong coconut, sari-saring sangkap&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merong milk, merong coconut, siling may gata&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalo akong lumuletse?, namumula ang pisngi&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit sa shawarma tataob si darna&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamunin mo na nga to prang di ka arabo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag mo kong pagalitan parang di mo ko kaibigan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka, wag ka madrama, wag ka ng madrama&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako madrama? ikaw nga tong madrama&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ako madrama, wala kang pakisama&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang magreklamo pag maanghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghang, anghang, anghang, anghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong maanghang, masyadong maanghang   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong maanghang, masyadong maanghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghang ng ulam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadtad ng sili (dagdagan mo pa sili, ang gusto ko marami)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagdagan ng sili (ngayong marami ng sili, let's party)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger ano ba ang iyong kinakain, kinakain sa iyong pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad ano ba ang iyong kinakain, kinakain mo sa iyong pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger, baka may microbyo yan, yan, yang pagkain yang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit di mo na lang tignan at tikman saking pinggan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang, lets party&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyadong maanghang, anghang, anghang, anghang,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghang ng ulam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadtad ng sili (dagdagan mo pa sili, ang gusto ko marami)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagdagan ng sili (ngayong marami ng sili, let's party)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughtrip.I tried singing this one to the beat of "My Humps" and it sort of matched.I was laughing my heart out while singing this one. &lt;i&gt;"Ang maanghang anghang, anghang, anghang, anghang, anghang. Anghang, masyadong maanghang kinilaw..&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Happy Birthday to ARIZ!!&lt;/b&gt; It's his 16th birthday today. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ADD] I have a new YM id. You can add me if you like, Id really appreciate it. Ym id :  &lt;b&gt;marnilalooh&lt;/b&gt;[/ADD]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114419493246743341?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114419493246743341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114419493246743341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114419493246743341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114419493246743341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/laughtrip.html' title='Laughtrip.'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114413806713745734</id><published>2006-04-04T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:55:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Me These</title><content type='html'>This is prolly the most useless thing Ill be blogging about.ROFL.So, the reason why I gathered my energy to blog and post these things are for the reasons that err.. *pretends-to-think-but-then-she's-just-in-dumb-mode-right-now* I want to have &lt;s&gt;ALL&lt;/s&gt; of them and that I want to be a regular user of these products -I have been &lt;b&gt;secretly&lt;/b&gt; wishing Santa to give me these.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/syp6yt.jpg" alt="Hairr"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kerastase Oleo Bain Relax Shampoo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/sypb3k.jpg" alt="Taketwo"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kerastase Oleo Bain Relax Hair Masque&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/sypb10.jpg" alt="serum.yumm"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kerastase Oleo Bain Relax Hair Serum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/sypdg2.jpg" alt="Stained"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Body Shop Lip and Cheek Stain and.. &lt;br&gt;*Drumrolls*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.tinypic.com/sype6x.jpg" alt="blemished"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Body Shop Tea Tree Oil Blemish Stick&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Ive been wanting to get my hands on these products for almost a year now. Too bad, I &lt;B&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; learn "The Art of Saving Money". Grr. I want them for the coming school year. *Prettify-alert*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114413806713745734?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114413806713745734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114413806713745734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114413806713745734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114413806713745734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/get-me-these.html' title='Get Me These'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.tinypic.com/syp6yt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20262093.post-114403264876722865</id><published>2006-04-03T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T15:45:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Whimsy</title><content type='html'>Last night Mom and I watched the "To Have and To Hold" coverage of Raymart and Claudine's wedding.All throughout the coverage I kept repeating the words -Whoa. Damn.You can't blame me, it was really worth two lives and everything was directed and very well planned. From the biggest to the littlest detail. That wedding of theirs should've cost them "heaps" of money (and not just "heaps-heaps".Haha). It indeed deserved to be called "the wedding of the year".Pfft. I could very well see how madly in love Raymart and Claudine were.Thumbs up!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been what? A week after summer formally opened(Well, for me.) and I have nothing against it.It's just that, lately, Ive been one hell of a bummer. Each waking summer day of my life, I always do the same things(Over and over again.). Let me see, first thing in the morning..Err..I wake up. I turn on the television and watch heart-breaking news(The kind that just gives me this feeling of despondency.). I turn on the PC. Browse through my personal files and if I have my internet card, I go online. Check my blog, check my Fster, bloghop, visit my favorite forums, download brushes(That unfortunately sometimes do not match my version of the Photoshop.), listen to the same mp3s over and over again and play around.I get stuck with my PC and even forget to eat my breakfast then Dad will say "Come here, you're not gonna eat? You dont like the food?" and I just say something like "Uh. later! Promise." Apparently, Dad has been curious why his daughter is always eager to go online and manage to spend more than 12 hours in front of the PC. Mom's been discreet about this and okay, nuff said dear.Haha.What else, next thing I eat lunch by 11:30 AM and watch My Sassy Girl reruns on GMA(While drooling over Marvin.Haha).Then, I watch GKNB? and would always laugh at how Kris Aquino, despite her being tactless, was and is always admired by lots of people(And don't forget to count me in.). In the afternoon, I watch television especially reruns on ETC and Starworld and if ever Im left with no choice, there's always Fashion TV and Discovery Channel. I text my friends all throughout the day(We actually took a step higher in the name of texting.Haha.We now use "nicks" and "usernames".So you see? It's not only your's truly who has nothing to do and has totally lost her mind.Haha.). Here are my trademark and patented text messages for my friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Morning Message(Sent by 6AM and received by 10:30AM or worse 12PM-it happens!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hiyee! Everyone. Yeah, so was last night cool? What did you dream about? Aww, that is so cute. You go ahead and eat breakfast and you might get either fatter or thinner.Either. enjoy the rest of the day! Missing you! -prinsesa.marnil&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verdict:&lt;/b&gt; Now that message is so lame, I know and I admit but since, like I said, the lazy ass in me has unleashed herself, there is that never-ending lame good morning mesages you wouldnt even dare to read.It's gonna be sent until summer ends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Afternoon Message(Sent by 11:45Am and received by 1PM or in the worst case scenario 10PM)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Good Aftie! Im still missing you guys. Okay, you go and eat your lunch. It's lunchtime and &lt;i&gt;ayokong mangayayat kayo, labs ko kasi kayo eh. :P&lt;/i&gt; [I dont want you to get thin because I love you! :P]. Haha. Atut. What's new? Huh? Spill. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verdict:&lt;/b&gt; Another senseless message from the bummer girl.LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Evening Message (Sent by 6PM received by ..Err.. you just &lt;b&gt;GUESS&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Good Evening!It's evening already! Are you hungry yet? Okay the eat your dinner.I dont want you to get malnourished.Kidding! Im bored. What have you been doing huh? Still missing you.Im sleepy. Goodnight &lt;i&gt;in advance&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verdict:&lt;/b&gt; Uhm. Yeah, it's from me again.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can my life get any boring-&lt;i&gt;er&lt;/i&gt;.Haha. Is there such a word? Dumb me. Here are short updates on my *Igotnothingtodogivemesomethingtodo-cough* *cough* Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amateur level-Not.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;thisclose&lt;/i&gt; to the next level. I hope to make my &lt;b&gt;OWN&lt;/b&gt; layout by the end of May. Im not promising though. Support people. Support. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the Love Arena&lt;/b&gt; -Eeh *fingerpointstothetongue* Z-E-R-O. Okay, don't mind me on this issue.It's endless and hopefully might end this May or June? *praysohard-then-instantlypretendsto-uh-nevermind*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book mark&lt;/b&gt; I just want something to read. ive already read back issues of The Philippine Star here at home.*ooh-now-Im-being-intellectual*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is your summer so far? Hmm. &lt;b&gt;Exciting?&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] I watched 50 First Dates on HBO so my eyes are bulging red now.Aww. [/EDIT]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114403264876722865?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114403264876722865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114403264876722865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114403264876722865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114403264876722865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/04/random-whimsy.html' title='Random Whimsy'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114380632379967956</id><published>2006-03-31T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:58:43.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recognition Day and Marnil</title><content type='html'>I woke up today bombarding my friends' cellphones with really long text messages(Useless "Good Morning eryone.How was last night? Did you freakingly dream about your crush? your boyfriend? Teacher1? Teacher2? Teacher3?Ugh. I dreamt about nobody and nothing at all. Im starting  to save up for this one expensive product that I wanna buy online so my fasting will start anytime next week.").Haha. I know they are kinda pissed off with this bad habit of mine but blame Smart for their Unlimited promo.LoL. I went online and hopped around just so time would pass unknowingly.I waited for Mom and Dad to come home so we could jet off to my Recognition.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from our family's little celebration on my being on the honor roll and receiving other awards.I am utterly happy about this because Ive been disappointed about last year's academic performance(Not that Im obssessed with being in the honor roll, it's just that Im trying too hard for my future-at least, it can help.).Im overjoyed because I see how proud Mom and Dad are on my achievements for this school year. So we went to Real Convention by 2:30. The ceremony was about an hour or two and I enjoyed talking with my motormouth seatmates(Aww. I love them and they know it.Haha. Im gonna miss you Beverly.). After which, we headed off to Stephanie's Grill. Im pretty new to the place and since Mom had dinner with my Ninangs there a couple of times, she highly recommended the place so might as well try it. The food was a-okay.We had chopsuey, soup, chicken bbq and pork bbq(Yumm.Haha) Dad, Mom and I had long talks and topics ranged from things that had sense and things that are tad too senseless.LoL. That's what I love about my parents, we can talk about anything and feel as if we were of the same age.Haha. I pretend to be old, they pretend to be young(It's a two-way process).Haha.And since I knew I had the license to abuse(Only today.Haha.) whatever privilege I had. I asked Dad that we visit the newly opened Gloria Jean's Coffees and since when we went to Manila and Dad had his schooling about a year ago, he usually hung at at either Starbucks or Gloria Jean's and drank brewed coffee so I knew that he'd say yes to his rottenly spoiled daughter(that would me).Haha.Gloria Jean's was only a block away from Stephanie's so they really had no choice but to give in to my urge.*Evil laugh*. I went in and ordered Strawberry Supreme(Yes, I did not buy the Mocha Chocnut.Pfft.Something new.).Heaven.Ive been waiting to sip on something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a book and Im waiting on the Bob Ong(specifically the ABNKKBSNPLAK and Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas)-Paulo Coelho(Eleven Minutes) or Dan Brown(Angels and Demons or Digital Fortress) books to be available.I badly want to read something NOW. I also want to rent movies. Did I mention I watched Dirty Dancing Havana Nights yesterday? Oh yeah. I forgot to rate and comment about it. Maybe because I enjoyed the movie so much.Haha. 9.5/10 for me. It was groovy and funny. The moves were hot and the actors were hot especially that Javier boy.Oooh.Haha. He dances like a slave.I watched it 3 times and I even downloaded the songs in the entire movie. Represent Cuba is my favorite among the tracks in the movie. &lt;i&gt;Represent, represent CUBA&lt;/i&gt;. It makes me wanna visit Cuba and do the La Rosa  Negra dance. Someday, Marnil. Someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114380632379967956?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114380632379967956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114380632379967956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114380632379967956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114380632379967956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/recognition-day-and-marnil.html' title='Recognition Day and Marnil'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114361713542823168</id><published>2006-03-29T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:15:58.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUDGEMENT DAY</title><content type='html'>This morning we were supposed(take note:SUPPOSED) to have our practice for the Recognition Day this Friday(Practice without us knowing our position in the Honor Roll.Haha.) but unfortunately we were told to go back to school for the deliberation.LoL.&lt;i&gt;"Teka nga muna! Practice para Recognition tapos mismo kami, di alam yung ranking? Haha. Astig."&lt;/i&gt; So there you go, we went back to school and my stomach was aching and was getting funky(If you know what I mean.).Haha. We were waiting for our teachers(The 3rd year teachers) to instruct us on where to go for the deliberation and instead of feeling nervous we were all feeling careless.Haha.But not my stomach, I was calling on Beverly since the ache was somewhat uncontrollable? Haha.We went in the room and &lt;i&gt;Lo and Behold!&lt;/i&gt; the grades, the ranking and the people who'd get the special academic awards were all written on the chalkboard.I was nervous this time that I forgot about my stomach.Pfft.My inside was jumping when I found out I was the 2nd Honors.Yipee! Yipee! *Springs up and down*.Haha.Ive been working hard for this and Im super happy I got back to my place.Ill also be receiving, to my surprise, the Best in English award, Best in Rhetoric award and the Best Speaker award.Haha.I dont know what to say, Im just HAPPY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt able to attend the school band farewell party since, like I said, my stomach's been aching.Grr.I ate out with my friends(Well, sort of a little celebration?) and I ordered a cheeseburger for take out. I also rented two movies but I just watched one, it's The Notebook(Yeah, pretty old but I wanted to read the book but it's not available so I just rented the movie.). 9/10 for me.Oh! I love it, I locked the door here in the master's bedroom so no one would interrupt me and see me cry.It was such a dramatic movie.I cried Ntimes.How sweet.*Sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best LOVE is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114361713542823168?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114361713542823168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114361713542823168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114361713542823168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114361713542823168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/judgement-day.html' title='JUDGEMENT DAY'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114351095992484426</id><published>2006-03-28T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:48:03.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So yesterday</title><content type='html'>Until this very hour, Im dead tired.Haha. My classmates and I went to the charity we always visit-The Sisters Of Mary.God, I missed the kids and I love seeing them smile each time we visit them and they play games.It's been months since we paid them a visit and they've changed especially Joshua boy, he  was sick of something and he was getting bigger and bigger each month but now, whoa, he's thin and I meant like the normal thin and the sisters said he's slowly recovering.Aww.Some kids were not there anymore and were already adopted. I had this one baby who wanted me to carry her but I wasnt so confident in carrying her and my classmates told me to carry her cause she really wanted me to and I wanted too.Haha. I tried and it worked, I was kinda nervous at first though.Haha.her name was Krizia Anne and she had a sister there too.She was super cute.Gaah. She had soft skin and limbs and her pits were hot(and I found that amazing.hehe).I felt good carrying her around and letting her sit on my lap though I hesitated at times.There were games and lots of freebies for the kids. Gaah. I hope we could visit them again.Maybe June?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the charity we were supposed to eat &lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt;  but we went to  &lt;b&gt;BUKID&lt;/b&gt; and tried wall climbing. Gaah. We waited for our turn and I had mixed feelings about the wall climbing thing.We were super new to it except for some 3 classmates of mine. I wore flip-flops yesterday so I borrowed Aimee's shoes.Gaah. I didnt make it to the top and then I figured I must try again and this time start on the right side since it was easier or maybe in the middle part just not on the right side where I started.Gaah. It was 7:30 and it was time for them to close.Pfft.Im going back and Im doing it till the highest peak.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking to the point where we'd ride jeepney home, I was shocked.Haha. There was a big &lt;b&gt;Gloria Jean's Coffee&lt;/b&gt; on my back. Gaah. *Jumps up and down*. Yep, we dont have them here and as of the latest we have 2 in count. Haha. the moment they open Im gonna buy Mocha Chocnut(Yipee! *yum*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope Mom and Dad would allow me to have the summer review classes for college entrance examinations.I badly want to so I could do something super productive this summer and Im so clueless on entrance exams and I might suck at it and I dont want that to happen.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114351095992484426?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114351095992484426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114351095992484426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114351095992484426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114351095992484426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-yesterday.html' title='So yesterday'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114342159061297257</id><published>2006-03-27T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:50:31.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach Scandals</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the beach with Mom to celebrate my Ninang's 52nd birthday. I missed the beach even thought beaches here in Tacloban do not have white sand like the others.I spent the entire afternoon chirping small amounts of different foods.Haha. I roamed around the resort watching people.There were lots of surfer wannabes there(to think there were no big waves a la North Shore.).Haha. There were lots of foreigners, kids and pretty ladies since there was a swimming tournament on the side of the pool. I did not swim because I cant and Im not swimming anytime this year &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; after I sliced my foot while swiming summer last year.Gaah. So I chatted the afternoon away with my cousin,&lt;i&gt;Siansi&lt;/i&gt;, my tito and my other friends.I also got to finish one whole book entitled &lt;b&gt;Mixed Jokes 3&lt;/B&gt; from &lt;b&gt;Pacyno joke book&lt;/b&gt; by Art Cole.Whoa. I love myself, I finished reading that joke book in less than an hour(Imagine that.).Haha. Funny.Really funny.LoL. After reading that book, I looked around again and laid down on my cousins' lap and still lokking at the people who passed by me.I was dizzy already when I was awakened by the voices of a &lt;i&gt;yaya&lt;/i&gt; and her 3 cute English-speaking &lt;i&gt;alagas&lt;/i&gt;.Haha.I controlled my laughter while listening to their conversation or should I say while she was reprimanding the runaway kids.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yaya:&lt;/b&gt; What ba? Wurr ar yow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid1:(Who was really chubby.Gaah.)&lt;/b&gt; Yaya. Not yet! We are playing pa. (to his cousin) Come run after us.Bleh Bleh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The 3 kids didnt mind their &lt;i&gt;kawawang&lt;/i&gt; yaya. The yaya was sort of mad already.Pissed off.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid2:(Also cute the smaller of the two brothers)&lt;/b&gt; No!!! You cant catch us.Bleh.Ahh! Kuya, you run faster.Go!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The kids found a dog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid1:&lt;/b&gt; Hey! look oh! There's a big black dog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid2:&lt;/b&gt; Yay. Kuya it's the darkest dog in the world. *Was really afraid here*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The dog ran away.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Cousin:&lt;/b&gt; And so, what are you waiting for? We have to find the..the.. the.. darkest..blackest dog in the world.Run!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yaya(Super mad):&lt;/b&gt; I dont know na. Hmph. Kam hurr na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Unfortunately, the kids were too hungry for sweat and much fun.Haha.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yess! Kid1 went near the yaya and made her wipe his sweat.Haha.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yaya to kid1:&lt;/b&gt; Baby, stop playing na yow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But Kid1 ran immediately.Pfft.Too late.The yaya just sat on the grasses there and watched the kids ran after each other.Deep inside her was a voice shouting in so much emotion."Hoy! Keds! Kam hurr na.Ples!".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour they were out of my sight already. Haha. They were funky.I slept and by 5PM I woke up and ate again. I went the cottage nearest the shore and since there were only few people left. My cousin and I sky gazed.Amazing.The sky and the sea and the sunset that went along them.Perfect.And there was this bottle of beer that floated back and forth to the shore. I was looking at it and was thinking of another evil plot.Haha.(Look how imaginative I can get after a hour of sleep.) I was thinking that sometime this summer when I visit the beach again.Id write a really long letter in English and Tagalog and on the PS: part Id write there &lt;i&gt;Please e-mail me @: pink_posh13@yahoo.com.Ill be waiting.&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp; Haha. Have you any idea what my "evil plot" was? Nah. It was this. Id write this special letter, put it in a bottle of beer and Id let it float till another person would mind to open it and suck out the letter from the bottle and read the contents of the letter.Haha. I was just thinking of destiny. What if the man who'd get the bottle and read the letter would become my husband? What if  he'd be the one to save me?(Ugh. From what?). What if the one who'd read the letter would be ignorant and someone who cant e-mail? What if some tribe man would get the bottle and read my letter?  What if the bottle would float to States, Europe, Africa or Atlantis and some foreigner would get it? What if the bottle would be part of the killer tsunami that might happen again.Stop. *Knock on wood*. What if a GIRL would get the letter? What if the bottle would just go to waste? It would all boil down to one thing man and that is to not continue with the "evil plot, Marnil" Okay. Just go home and sleep. From afar, Mom called me out.Time to go home. Bye beach. Bye sunset. Bye "evil plot".Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: We are going to the charity and Im going to see the kids again.Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114342159061297257?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114342159061297257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114342159061297257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114342159061297257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114342159061297257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/beach-scandals.html' title='The Beach Scandals'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114319793722312981</id><published>2006-03-24T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:14:50.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW LAYOUT! So Summer!</title><content type='html'>I finally found the layout and it's here(Ive been editing it the whole day, I ate lunch by 5:34 PM already.).You are actually at it already.It's colorful, zen and summer-y.*Smiles ear to ear*.I chose this layout in time for summer and the fun that's usually attached to it.Summer's one of my favorite seasons since when summer comes I have nothing to rant about except for my empty wallet, that feeling of missing your uber talkative and loud classmates.Haha.(We like it like that.) and the darker Id get after each visit to the beach but nonetheless, for me, Summer's really full of fun and laughter.So, what's in store for summer? Gak. *Thinks*.Maybe Id get back to my guitar lessons, maybe Ill do my own review on the different topics we tackled in the past school years so I can get myself prepared for college entrance examinations(Shit.I dont have a course in mind yet.Pfft.), get a summer fling or better yet experience summer love(I dont have a normal lovelife like I said and my friends can attest to that.Haha), maybe Id learn Photoshop tips and tricks, face the PC 24/7 so it would blast up again and have it's yearly visit to the repair men(LoL), keep in touch with my friends, bond with my `rents, who, I found out just yesterday were secretly asking my cousins who my crush or boyfriend is.Haha.&lt;i&gt;I said I dont have a lovelife, believe me, please.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;. I dont know Im settling for anything but ordinary this summertime.Okay, so Im leaving you now with my new layout and much fun this summer.Dad and I are gping to fetch Mom pa.Ill be so happy to hear your comments on the layout I chose and tell me what you think of it.Thanks to peach mirage! I love this!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114319793722312981?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114319793722312981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114319793722312981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114319793722312981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114319793722312981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-layout-so-summer.html' title='NEW LAYOUT! So Summer!'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114302012266335227</id><published>2006-03-22T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:37:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kahit Sulyap Lang Linram?!</title><content type='html'>My neck is aching.Shit.Kahapon pa ako nakaharap sa PC non-stop(Is it really like that when classes are over?).Baka masira ulit yung PC that's why Im controlling myself but I dont think this will last "that" long cause Ive been really amazed with the new Photoshop brushes I downloaded.Gak, nakakaaddict.Im badly needing sites for sources(if you know some please be kind naman to leave me the addrress.Haha-desperada!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out for the calculation of our extra-curricular activities and I got third sa rank.I only got 241 pts for my extra-curricular(way lower than my pts. last school year-Gakk, whatever.). We went out to McDo and on the way there binalik namin yung Nikki-Iya groupings namin.Nikki Gil group consisted of Me, Beverly and Marian, Eden(napilitan lang.Haha.) and Johannah(ah! balimbing ka! Bat lumipat ka sa Iya group?.Bading!Haha). Anyway, the Nikki-Iya rivalry in class started out wiht only the 3 of us(Marian, Christee and me -with Marian and I as Nikki lovers and Christee the Iya group leader.Haha-&lt;i&gt;Seryoso eh noh?&lt;/i&gt;).So it was "publicized" last Monday and we found out na mas maraming Iya supporters in our class.Whatever.Nikki Gil ako.Period.Haha.We debated endlessly until this afternoon.Haha.Laughtrip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Mcdo, we laughed like we were the only customers around.Yak.Haha.Still debating about that Nikki-Iya thing. We ordered Fries, Cheeseburger, McFloat and McFlurry.Another trippings na naman kami. Una, Gulong ng Palad kagabi &lt;i&gt;"Uy, anong nangyari kagabi? Yey! Talo si Memang"&lt;/i&gt;(Im a fanatic of this teleserye and I dont even know why.Its fantastic for me and us.Haha).Then we looked for some problems to think of.Pinahirapan namin mga sarili namin.Haha. Ayun I started it.&lt;i&gt;"Hey, sino si Luis Allandy dun? Ah! Nakalimutan ko! Whaa! Think dali!"&lt;/i&gt;.Lahat nag-isip at ginawang problema ang tanong na yun.We made a bet until tonight.Beverly went for the name &lt;i&gt;Luis&lt;/i&gt;, Ros had &lt;I&gt;Leo or Luis&lt;/i&gt;, Marian had &lt;i&gt;Dante&lt;/i&gt;, Aimee &lt;i&gt;Luis and Leandro&lt;/i&gt;, Eden &lt;i&gt;Leo&lt;/i&gt;, Christee(ewan.Haha) Luis din ata. Fen &lt;i&gt;Leo or Luis&lt;/i&gt; and I went for either &lt;i&gt;Dante, Daniel, Luis or Leo&lt;/i&gt;.We couldnt wait any longer.We texted Rhea.Shit.Feeling kasi! The answer was DIEGO. Haha.We laughed really really loud.Ayun kasi! We didnt stop the guessing/tickle-my-mind-game and we kept asking each other the names of the characters of different telenovelas, teleseryes and koreanovelas.Lintek.The entire McDo population was looking at us in different emotions.May inis, may galit, may nagi-isip na galing kami ng mental at kung ano ano pa. Haha. Labyu gays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant take &lt;i&gt;Narda&lt;/i&gt; by Kamikazee off my head.It's my Last Song Syndrome.Gak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tila ibon kung lumipad&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumabay sa hangin ako'y napatingin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dalagang nababalot ng hiwaga&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapapnsin kaya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dami ng iyong ginagawa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaagaw ko ang lahat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May pag-asa bang makilala ka&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS&lt;/b&gt; If someone will sing this for me and entitle it &lt;i&gt;LINRAM&lt;/i&gt;.Haha.Ilusyonada.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak, bat ang hilig kong mag-Gak? Haha. and if you can observe, it's the first time I wrote an entry in Tagalog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114302012266335227?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114302012266335227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114302012266335227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114302012266335227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114302012266335227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/kahit-sulyap-lang-linram.html' title='Kahit Sulyap Lang Linram?!'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114264490545442574</id><published>2006-03-18T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T09:21:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM JOBLESS</title><content type='html'>Behind me is my snoozing Dad in deep sleep alone in his own world. He spent the last 11 hours gabbing, eating, drinking and celebrating with his 4 other close friends here at our house.Haha.Reason? Yep. he's promoted! And everyone’s so happy for him.  Dad's not a drinker. He only drinks occasionally. I never thought they'd last that long with full energy.Lupet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no plans for the day and I just woke up about 10 minutes ago. I went to the CR to wash my face and I sat on the toilet thinking of how I can make this day worthwhile.Haha.&lt;i&gt;Kung last week, ako yung nagrereklamo sa mga requirements, eh, ngayon ako ang naghahanap ng magagawa.&lt;/i&gt; I thought of this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open the PC. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Listen to music.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Make Friendster testims for &lt;b&gt;Denden&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Thea&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Be able to buy the March issue of Candy.I still dont have one.Boo*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Make our research/experiment on the making and production of colloids(we chose to research on Ice Cream!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Study first part of our Chinese reviewer.It's my last test.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stare and daydream.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Review previous issues of my magazine collection.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Bug Mom to buy me 300php SMART reloader card.Haha. Long overdue, it's March and I havent reloaded pa.&lt;i&gt;Ngak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Search for my next layout. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPECIAL GREETINGS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;U&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR FRIEND &lt;B&gt;DENDEN&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt; LOVE YOU &lt;I&gt;BADING!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         (Ooh.. She's 15 and she's &lt;s&gt;older&lt;/s&gt; Nah..she's 15 and she's way &lt;b&gt;cooler&lt;/b&gt;..Haha. *apir*).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again here I am tinkering s-o-f-t-l-y on the keyboard so as not to awaken my snoozing Dad.Hush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114264490545442574?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114264490545442574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114264490545442574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114264490545442574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114264490545442574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-jobless.html' title='IM JOBLESS'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114259756808704352</id><published>2006-03-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:26:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess: School's Out! ALMOST</title><content type='html'>I badly missed the Internet and the relief I get from it.I was &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; busy for the last weeks and my tiresome journey just ended about 7 hours ago.Hooray! Here's the rundown and "The Events" for the past few days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- I wasnt allowed to got out for more than 2 hours but I had to go out for the dubbing and we reached 9 PM. I went home by 10PM.My 'rents scolded me.End of the story.Haha.I studied the 2 major subjects and I expected to finish both but I ended up finishing *taddah!* nothing. I begged my cousins to look around our subdivision for red gumamelas, yellow bells and kangkong for our Chemistry project.Boo*.I was so busy thinking of my sequins and I wasnt able to buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday - I went to attend Mass and I read the first reading.Sh.tness.They told me that I read fastly. I attempted to buy sequins and designs for my fan project in Home Economics but I ended up going home empty handed(All stores were closed). I roamed around the uptown crazy looking for 50% Ethyl alcohol solution for our Chemistry experiment and unfortunately I after asking and bugging the pharmacists of this 50% Ethyl alcohol, I ended up with the 40%(They told me na &lt;i&gt;walang&lt;/i&gt;50%.Haha.Laughtrip.) I attempted to study Computer since it was our first test. I didnt understand C++.Ugh. Dont ask me why.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Nothing special really. I just went home early so I could study Computer.*yawns* How boring!.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Okay, *breathe* the first part of the 4 day sorrow.Computer test was easy.I mean, I was expecting a really hard "Program Tracing" but it wasnt that bad. I messed up with the colors and their codes.Grr. I was so tense for the exams the next day.I slept 9PM and woke up 12AM to study English, Filipino and PEHM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - English was h-a-r-d(We studied things and they didnt come out.Haha). Filipino on the other hand was funny.We studied the last 15 Chapters of the book and the things that came out were from the first 16 chapters of &lt;i&gt;Noli Me Tangere&lt;/i&gt;.Haha. I actually forgot that it was &lt;i&gt;Tenyente Guevarra&lt;/i&gt; who told &lt;i&gt;Ibarra&lt;/i&gt; about his father's death.I answered &lt;i&gt;Don Filipo&lt;/i&gt;.Tsk. PEHM was easy and the effort was worth it(The things we studied came out so it was easy.Haha.). We didnt attend the afternoon classes since we were given the time to study. I went to Shakeys to order my &lt;b&gt;latest&lt;/b&gt; addiction Mojos in Zesty Ceasar*yumm*. I studied Math and I almost flipped the formulas.I studied Values(the rights and sections of the Phil. Constitution was boring.Haha.).I studied Araling Panlipunan cover to cover(but I wasnt able to study cover to cover because I didnt have my book with me!Royal Badluck! I was ballistic looking for my book and I never found it, I lost hope and just settled for my notes). Slept at 9:30PM and woke up by 3AM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;BUZZ&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt; *We received a really good news and it was about Dad's promotion.Yipee! He's one rank higher.I love you Papa! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - I went in the library in fear that Math might be freakin' hard. The moment I got hand of the 10 item Exam, I was like Whoa. It was not the ordinary 10 item test.I wasnt able to hit item 2(I only got the answer for the &lt;b&gt;x&lt;/b&gt; but I was hopeless with the &lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;.), item 10(I found it hard to solve for the final 2 coordinates.Shucks.) and I was &lt;i&gt;thisclose&lt;/i&gt; to getting the correct answer for item 6 but I was super dumb that time that I added the square root of 89, square root of 85 and 2 square root of 37.Haha.Whatever.Values was easy and it's actually my favorite subject(Kidding!), I just sort of messed with the different Human Rights.Araling Panlipunan was not that hard after all, I wasnt intimidated.The only thing tiresome and boring with the exam was the essay part wherein I was oblivious I finished the 4 backpages with almost 10 to 15 paragraphs.I literally needed  Salonpas after that exam and not to mention a new ballpen.Haha. I bought Mojos but his time it was in the Mayo dip.Haha.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we had a big problem regaridng our stage play.There had been changes with the schedule and it was moved backwards from this coming Moday to today.*Holy heat!* It was really a big problem on our part because we had to study Chem for today(Friday) and Religion was like 60 pages and more. We had no choice. I went to school by 4:30PM and we rushed to practice the blocking. Our minds were so fcuked up already with the pressure and all. We reached till 7:30 PM and there were different &lt;b&gt;spooky&lt;/b&gt; stories from my &lt;i&gt;girlfriends-with-third-eyes&lt;/i&gt;. The gymnasium was  dark at that time and there were only 3 lights that lighted us up for the rehearsals. Someone saw a dark man from the backstage. Another saw a white image. We ran and ran. We were so afraid. Spooky things.Scary.&lt;br /&gt;Friday - I entered school like nothing happened the last night. I went in the library to face another fear.Chemistry.*Shades on as I zip my black boots*. It wasnt bad at all. Easy? If only I studied the Esters and Amines.Tsk tsk. Badluck. Religion was way harder than what we expected it to be(There were lots of enumerations). TLE was sort of hard because I wasnt really able to focus on this subject.Hmm.Maybe because it's the last test or maybe I really am not interested with pliers and the spokeshaves.Haha. We rushed immediately to the backstage to set up the Props and make the last important notes for each act since we werent able to finalize everything because of the spookiness that happened last night.*It scares me more- THE HORROR*. We were like silly little busy bees shouting here and there and all giddy.For our part, we had two Portias. One was &lt;b&gt;Thea&lt;/b&gt; and the second one was &lt;b&gt;me.&lt;/b&gt;Haha. I hurriedly unbuttoned my blouse and didnt care about the people backstage, I changed outfits like crazy and it was even sort of unzipped when I went out for my part.Sheesh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate out with my Mom since according to her, she owed me a treat because Ive been &lt;b&gt;mentally drained&lt;/b&gt; after 4 long hard days of sleepless nights.Haha. I went home to get my Chemistry laboratory workbook. I forgot about it and I went to school rushing because the rest of Top Ten students(my classmates and Yacine) were waiting for me. It took me an hour before I got to school.&lt;i&gt;Umangal sila&lt;/i&gt;.Haha. I answered the questions and passed the workbook.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately rushed to the cinema house to watch &lt;b&gt;Close To You&lt;/b&gt;. The story was 6/10 for me. It was dramatic I guess and hmm.&lt;b&gt;Sam&lt;/b&gt; was cute? Haha.We ate out and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back to work and Im not gonna stop.Haha. *Oops* I got one more to go. CHINESE!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some really funny tests online. Kakatuwa.Here you go.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY I DONT HAVE A BOYFRIEND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Shy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whydontyouhaveaboyfriendquiz/too-shy.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy gets to know you, he finds a great catch&lt;br /&gt;Problem is... you're too shy for most guys to get to know.&lt;br /&gt;From meeting someone to dating, you usually have your guard up.&lt;br /&gt;And while you're just holding back, it makes you seem like you've got something to hide.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&amp;#949;&amp;#1111;&amp;#1079;. &amp;#9834;Haha. It's kind of true I guess. I laughed out loud with the result! .&amp;#949;&amp;#1111;&amp;#1079;. &amp;#9834;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW DARING ARE YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEDEDE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fierce Femme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howdaringareyouquiz/fierce-femme.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...&lt;br /&gt;You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&amp;#949;&amp;#1111;&amp;#1079;. &amp;#9834; Okay, Whatever- I got no comment on this!Haha. .&amp;#949;&amp;#1111;&amp;#1079;. &amp;#9834;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114259756808704352?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114259756808704352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114259756808704352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114259756808704352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114259756808704352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/recess-schools-out-almost.html' title='Recess: School&apos;s Out! ALMOST'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114147273071702425</id><published>2006-03-04T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:58:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Nothings</title><content type='html'>Ive been Friendster hopping all the day and I got myself glued to the PC working on school projects and reports. I just finished the last part of &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; biography- the Family tree *jumps up and down*. I dont even remember what crossed my mind when I was typing my biography because I almost ran out of words to describe myself. Haha. Some statements were tad &lt;b&gt;too&lt;/b&gt; personal.Haha. But then, I realized that it is my biography after all- &lt;i&gt;Lalabas ang `di dapat lumabas&lt;/I&gt; (I actually confessed that Im a hardcore nail biter-Haha.) and Im actually proud of it, huh? Im slowly curbing my nail biting addiction, dont worry.Haha. I also finished my Music project just this morning before I went out *jumps up and down the second time*. I just finished my reaction paper in &lt;b&gt;AP&lt;/b&gt;( and it's the first time in history when I did my reaction paper on a Saturday).&lt;i&gt;Naks, sinipag ako.&lt;/i&gt;Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went out by 12:30 with my friends to watch &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ill &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;lways &lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove &lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;ou. If you'd ask me, Id give it a 7/10. The story was pretty common but if there's &lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;ichard Gutierrez in it, dont try asking me since it's automatic.Haha. I cried while watching the movie. And I hated the fact that the drama is there, you feel it already and there's the uber-freezing cold aircon(&lt;i&gt;Nasisira and drama *boo*&lt;/i&gt;).Haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for my useless rants. Aww, after this coming week, it's gonna be our Periodical Exams  and we'll be presentaing our stage play already. *Counting her fingers* tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114147273071702425?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114147273071702425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114147273071702425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114147273071702425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114147273071702425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweet-nothings.html' title='Sweet Nothings'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114094795231968723</id><published>2006-02-26T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:00:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My!  She's So Lazy</title><content type='html'>The past week's been loaded.I faced and dealt with lots of pop quizzes, group presentations and projects.Ugh.I feel the stress already and I know summer's not after a month. Our teacher gave us our Math summative test last Friday and I sucked up.It was so hard.We had our Chemistry pop quiz and I liked that much better than Math.I thought of our investigatory project topic  and it was approved already after one long week of hard Googling and Yahoo-ing, we should answer and explain detail by detail "Why Honey Doesnt Spoil". We have our project in Social Studies wherein we'd write our five page biography and lastly we have the really hard Merchant Of venice stage play and I was chosen to be the Act V director.Now, arent things like these hard? I mean, *yes they are part of high school life but whatever*. I want summer.I want a whole week of sleep.Seriously, School work has affected my emotional state as a whole and I even find it "hard work" to wash my face every night. Ive turned into such a lazy ass already and Im nearing the end of the really long rope.Hmm...Can anybody sponsor a round trip ticket for me somewhere? *beautiful eyes* `cause I really want to jet away.Haha. Im talking nonsense again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had text convos with my cousin late this morning when I sent her a joke, she replied with a joke and another chain question.Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Message1:&lt;/b&gt; (this is just a game) If you could pair me with a guy who would it be? this is my chance to know who you like best for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako:&lt;/b&gt; Alex..hmm..Carl..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cousin:&lt;/b&gt;Bakit alam mo yung about kay Alex?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako:&lt;/b&gt; You told me, remember? *smiley here*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cousin:&lt;/b&gt; Huh? Eh kayo ni *toot*?? What's up with you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako:&lt;/b&gt;Sino may sabi? Naniwala ka naman! Haha..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cousin:&lt;/b&gt;Sus! Sino niloko mo? Ako? Haha.. Amin na!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako:&lt;/b&gt; Di naman sya gaanong cute ah! Konting crush lang `to! Tipong mawawala..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cousin:&lt;/b&gt;Landi! Haha. ^_=&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako:&lt;/b&gt; Hmm..Haha..*bleh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins are really fun textmates.Haha.Shh.Dont spill my secret-it's so &lt;b&gt;dark&lt;/b&gt;, you know? Haha.&lt;i&gt;At correction, di ito yung tipong mawawala agad.Gadd.Love na `to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lazy nerves are wild again and they are affecting my system.I read the Merchant Of Venice script and I barely summarized it.I just finnished my News Clipping and I just saved the article I googled without reading it.Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;ell me is it love?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;ell me is it love?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;r it's just the Jelly Trio?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;aparapapa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove ko `to..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love this song and I dont know why[Am I in love?].Btw, Jelly Trio's yummy.Jelly Trio equals Love.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114094795231968723?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114094795231968723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114094795231968723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114094795231968723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114094795231968723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my-shes-so-lazy.html' title='Oh My!  She&apos;s So Lazy'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114026329092453393</id><published>2006-02-18T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:48:45.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prom Files</title><content type='html'>I cant give you any other word to descibe Prom but &lt;b&gt;PERFECT&lt;/b&gt;.Yes, it's perfect and purrfect.My gown, the hair and the make-up, the dances, the food and the pure fun. I went to the parlor by 1 PM and had my hair and make-up done.My make-up was just light and my hair was pulled back with curls and I had a tiara on. I went to the studio to have my professional and unoily face photoshoot. I had 6 shots with 4 half body shots and 2 whole body shots. I really didnt expect to see two of my friends there, Beverly and Rachiel. I tagged along with them on the way to school. I was ashamed at first because there were students from the elementary department and there were the freshmen and sophomores as well as the parents. Pfft. There were lots of woots* I received.Haha.I went up to our classroom and we were all surprised to see each other so made-up and pretty.Haha.Di namin nakilala ang isa't isa.Kakatuwa.We took lots of solo and group pictures while waiting for the bell to ring(which will mark the start of the processional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell rang by 5:10 PM and we went down and waited for our turn.I was on the first line so I walked the walk earlier than the others.Haha. Astig yung entrance namin.We had to wait for the other 3 lines to walk down the red carpet for a freakin' hour I think. When the muses and escorts of the juniors and seniors walked down. We had the Invocation followed by the entrance of the 3rd year and 4th year class advisers(and our class adviser wasnt even there.Aww).Afterwhich, we had the bequeathal of the key, quill, love for Alma Mater, Education, Laurel of Beauty etcetera.The quill(symbol of passion for writing) was bequeathed to &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;.We went down and we had our first slow dance with our partner from the 4th year and I danced with my partner.After slowdancing we all ate the yummy meal and I swear I ate hard.Haha.Dont even think Im matakaw, think of tensionado with food as your only resort.Haha.We had sotanghon(my favorite), lechon baboy and baka(yummy), chicken, fish fillet, morcon, salad, juice, softdrinks and the unlimited water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dances and intermissions followed.The cotillion dancers were the first to perform followed by our class(haha-ewan medyo nakakahiya na nakakatuwa yung sayaw but over-all maporma naman siya).Haha.We were followed by the other 3rd year and 4th year classes and I just saw everybody starting to have fun.It was followed by the proclamation of the Best in Gown and Best in Barong and my good friend &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt; won the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun and party started with the dances and that included the groovy and hippy dances as well as the slow dancing(which at first I thought would bore me and was just &lt;b&gt;so useless&lt;/b&gt;).There was no problem with the hippy dancing.We all grooved to the tunes.Walang paki kahit nakagown groovy pa rin. We giggled, screamed, danced and partied hard with our teachers.Haha.It was then followed by the slow dancing and I danced with my guy friends-slash-classmates &lt;b&gt;Agustin&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt;Kenau&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jasper&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt;Rudy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Marvin&lt;/b&gt; and 2 other friends &lt;b&gt;Jan Primo&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Kenneth&lt;/b&gt;(of course some of these guys with the permission of their other halves-Haha).We had swapping of partners that's why we got to dance with different people and this was just the first part(more to come-Haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next set of awards were given and the dancing was continued.Dance-Dance and lots of picture taking was the main moves of everybody.My classmates and I had our group picture taken in the mini studio they set up.Kulet.I also had my picture taken with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked the time and it was just 9:30 and 1 AM was still a really long way to go.The clock was ticking and I reloaded my body with H20 from the hard dancing and giggling and I started to feel boredom.I wanted to dance and I was waiting for somebody.Haha.But there were blurry signals and a big NO sign.Sh.tness.I thought of just ending the night drinking loads of water and I was teased by my friends with &lt;i&gt;"Hoy, di yan nakakalasing noh, tubig yan"&lt;/i&gt;(No, I dont drink, dont get me wrong I was chugging water, okay?).I was playing around with my cellphone while everybody was dancing.I went back to the dancefloor when the hippy dances started to fill the air again.Haha.I went back again to talk with my friends and to rest as well.I was literally low in battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12:30, it was alert time already and I wanted to end the night immediately.Yes, what a bore.Haha(di nga, it's just that there's that feeling of dizziness already). The Prom King and Queen was announced and for the last shot and last round, I slowdanced with my guy friends &lt;b&gt;Agustin&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Alnico&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rudy&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Ramon&lt;/b&gt;.Haha.Okay, so I was tad too shy with two of these guys.Alnico because he was a 2nd year student an usher sa Prom and the cousin of &lt;b&gt;Clarinda&lt;/b&gt;.He was gentleman enough naman.I swapped partners with Rhezell so I went back to Agustin(dancing partner of the night).I was really shocked when the second guy danced with me.Haha.Because I never imagined that it would happen but I danced with Ramon anyway.He was gentleman din naman(everybody was).Hihi.I went back to dance with Ariz and Alnico and the Prom ended with, for me, a really big BANG.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part was the class picture taking.We had different poses for the this one.One jumping, one tongue out, one funny face and more kulet poses.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for Dad to come and fetch me on the night I wish wouldnt have ended too &lt;s&gt;soon&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROM WOULDNT HAVE BEEN PERFECT IF NOT FOR THESE PEOPLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God - without His blessings no Prom, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Mom- it was her birthday yesterday and she partied hard as well, I love you ma!&lt;br /&gt;Dad- the financer and the tagasundo of her unica hija, I love you, pa!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Marissa - you made me beautiful on my night.Love you.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Gem - if you were not there `te, I dont know what I would look like.Thanks for the really BIG help. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;Beverly- thanks for lending me your precious Sony Cybershot-Haha and for trying(alams na) and for accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;Clarinda- We were cool, Clar! yeah* Rakenrol*&lt;br /&gt;Aimee- Congrats! Hihi. Best in Gown and thanks for accompanying me.Ros - The gown was Famas-y *bleh*. Thanks for accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;Rachiel - Thanks for the ride and for accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;Den-Den- Hehe. Thanks for accompanying me and you-know-na.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Fenella - Guess you got a new boyfriend huh? Thanks for having fun with me.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Christee- Thanks for the chika sessions we had while waiting for the fourth line to end.Hold my hand so I can feel *alams na*.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Alicia- Full bloom ka.Labs kita, Aleck.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Noemi - You are such a dear friend and you should know why.Im just here, sweetie.Labs din kita.&lt;br /&gt;Rhezell- Swapping and dancing partner.Grecian goddess ka nga.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Meggy - Thanks for the photos and the dances.&lt;br /&gt;Thea - Zzz.Sis.You know that I can die now(kidding) and all because IT happened last night.I never thought na *alams na*-so unexpected.You were the first person I opened up to about that *thing* weeks before.Labs kita.Lagi nalang umuulan..Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Eden - My textmate all throughout the morning and afternoon.Lupet mo.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie - the early bird in our class.Nakita kita sa may daanan.Dont deny.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Marian - textmate and pretty ka &lt;i&gt;hija&lt;/i&gt;.You have such a long hair.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Agustin - Okay, Lupet mo! You were my dancing partner all through out.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Kenau- Groovy.Haha.*bleh*&lt;br /&gt;Jasper- Bakit naudlot ang ating sayaw? Just when we were about to dance, the music stopped.Pfft.Just not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Frederick- We didnt dance but you crossed to me to get to dance with her.Haha.*bleh*&lt;br /&gt;Rudy - Haha.Ang lupet mong sumayaw ah! May ibubuga.Rakenrol*&lt;br /&gt;Marvin - We danced with countings.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Jan Primo - *woot* Thanks for dancing with me.1-2-3&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth - the 5 second dance. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;Alnico - Thanks for dancing with me.Astig.&lt;br /&gt;Ramon - Thanks for dancing with me even though I was looking down the whole time(I was shy).&lt;br /&gt;Ariz- Psst. Binigay ko sayo yung last dance na gusto mo from her.Haha.Im sworn to secrecy.You are back in love.&lt;br /&gt;Dado - The talkative sleepy boy.Even though it was 12:55 and you were dizzy, you kept talking with me(lupet mo).Thanks for accompanying me as well.Shh.The secret.Ang secret.Yung secret.Salamat.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;*My rest of the &lt;b&gt;Gold&lt;/b&gt; people - At dahil madami kayo, eto para sa inyo, isang big kiss.I love you and you all are the best.&lt;br /&gt;*Without these people, I know Prom would have been such a big &lt;b&gt;mess&lt;/b&gt; and a major &lt;b&gt;bore&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: On a night like this, I wanna stay forever and be with you.Haha.*bow*&lt;br /&gt;-I only got to blog tonight `cause I was asleep all the day. Ive been such a sleepyhead and I only woke up.Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114026329092453393?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114026329092453393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114026329092453393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114026329092453393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114026329092453393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/prom-files.html' title='The Prom Files'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-114013343491223521</id><published>2006-02-17T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T08:09:46.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tensionado...</title><content type='html'>Okay so tonight is gonna be "The Night".Haha.Im super excited and I cant wait so Im now in 7th heaven because of this.Dont fret.Ill be telling you the Prom story by tomorrow or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's my Mom's burp-day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE GREATEST MOM IN THE WORLD!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-114013343491223521?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/114013343491223521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=114013343491223521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114013343491223521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/114013343491223521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/tensionado.html' title='Tensionado...'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113983236702486431</id><published>2006-02-13T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:06:33.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flood Story And More..</title><content type='html'>It's been an entire day and a half and I missed using the computer, the television, the ref and basically all things that use and requires electricity to function.No, &lt;i&gt;di kami naputulan ng kuryente! at lalong di kami nagjujumper-Haha&lt;/i&gt;.All these happened because of the endless rain and upper knee length FLOOD.Yes, water did not stop rising rather it got deeper as the rain poured non-stop.Pfft.My last story yesterday ended with us having our breakfast in the garage here but later that afternoon, we really had to turn off the main switches here at home because Dad was afraid &lt;i&gt;na baka makuryente kaming lahat at magmukhang electrified-Wahaha&lt;/i&gt;(No joke nga) that's why we didnt have lights and fans the rest of the day until this morning when the water lessened a cm.Haha.What a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I learned some real Flood Survival 101 lessons with this second time experience.Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you keep saying canal water is yucky-think again.Haha.When the creek overflowed yesterday water entered the living room and the main rooms of the house and we had no choice(and the maarte that I was-kunyari di ako aapak ever).I had no choice in the end, Id rather walk on creek-slash-canal water than get hungry and thirsty inside the room.Yeah, it's super icky and yucky but *wudever*, if you're at it already, trust me, you have no choice, you'll even enjoy walking in it.Haha.Bango-sobra!&lt;br /&gt;2. If you think you cant carry heavy bags and too many shoes and sandals.You can and you will when water starts to invade your cabinets.Haha.You'll feel like a heroine for a really special cause and that is to save a house of shoes and important files.&lt;br /&gt;3. Jetski can be an alternative ride if there's uncontrollable flood in an area.I never imagined na may dadaan na nakajetski.Astig.Haha&lt;br /&gt;4. Even Banana leaves can be your means of transportation in times of calamity.You just have to tie them.Swear-I saw people riding them.Astig ulet.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;5. You can even use the big colorful umbrellas people use for picnics to shelter your baby.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dont say you'll never take a bath in your garage `cause it occured to me! I had no choice like I said.Someone had to cover me up and I wore my swimsuit and enjoyed bathing.Kakatuwa.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can actually live without electricity(which includes the computer and TV) especially when the situation calls for it.Damn, ang hirap nga.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you have your period and there's flood. Im saying this all over again-you really have to live with it and you have no choice, sister.You change everywhere with only a towel to cover the insides.&lt;br /&gt;9.When you dont have electricity for a day or two.Charge your phone.I was super bored the the entire day and a half.Life with a low-batt cellphone is hell.&lt;br /&gt;10. You learn to pee and poo in the unimaginable places I tell you and Im not lying on this.Just go figure.&lt;i&gt;Sagwa!&lt;/i&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;11. You'll know the people who care for you when you are in a state of calamity.Period.&lt;br /&gt;12. When you have priorities and you badly need to wax your armpits for Prom.You can go alright and have them waxed.(I got the story, kindly read on).&lt;br /&gt;13. When on your way home and you pass flooded streets-smile! There was this ABS-CBN camera man shooting us while Mom and I were riding on the Pedicab.Haha.So much for publicity and free exposures.&lt;br /&gt;14. It feels really good to see your once flooded room(canal water-take note!) squeaky clean.Mom and I cleaned up theMaster's bedroom since it was the only room cleanable(and I invented this word-you know what I mean-dont make me think either-Haha).I arranged their room and did the finishing touches.Hmm.I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to David's Salon to have my armpits waxed this afternoon and to accompany Mom to buy all kinds of cleaners and anti-bacteria/anti-virus detergents and soaps.Waxing was so painful, way more painful than having a facial.Ouch.Ouch and Ouch.Haha.I screamed and I was already teary-eyed.The lady who attended to me was amused because after one very painful stroke, I asked for a minute break.The lady on the other side who was having her facial asked what was wrong on the other side(my side) and her attendant checked on us and was amused when she saw a 15-year old teary-eyed because of waxing blues.Haha.My attendant had to thread the remaining strands of hair left and it was really painful.Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Facial- check&lt;br /&gt;Waxing- check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such an unforgettable experience and it was able to bring out the cowgirl in me.Canal water? Hmpph..Bring it on.Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113983236702486431?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113983236702486431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113983236702486431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113983236702486431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113983236702486431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/flood-story-and-more.html' title='The Flood Story And More..'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113971443583853817</id><published>2006-02-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:20:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only In Floodville</title><content type='html'>Our subdivision is one of the unfortunate flooded areas here in Tacloban(Ususally not here on our street since flood starts to rise on the neighboring street).But it's gone out of control already.Yesterday, it was the fiesta here and water was knee-deep already and pedicab drivers were already billing people 10php-20php from the usual 3php.Damn.I thought nobody would be feeling the fiesta vibe but Filipinos as we are &lt;i&gt;nga naman&lt;/i&gt; , there's always the love for festivities.On my way home from practice, I rode a pedicab and I was asked to pay him 10php and the driver was already moving on different directions when in fact our house was only like 100m away from where I started to ride.Sh.tness.I had no choice either, it was the only way I could reach home so I gave the old pedicab driver 20php&lt;i&gt;(Naawa ako)&lt;/i&gt;.I cant believe it when I saw my relatives sitting happily, drinking and waving at me like there's no flood! Nakakatouch, I swear! They came to eat and celebrate fiesta with us amidst the rain, wind and knee-deep flood but they didnt get wet cause good thing our house is elevated naman.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we woke up to find out that the creek in the back part of our house overflowed.We ate breakfast on the garage instead.Oh goodness! Who's to blame? I dont know either. Ask them.Haha.I wasnt able to attend our practice for the dance because of the uncontrollable situation and I cant have my pits waxed either.Sh.tness.Im helping cleaning up our flooded house.Help! We are floating literally and figuratively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113971443583853817?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113971443583853817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113971443583853817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113971443583853817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113971443583853817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/only-in-floodville.html' title='Only In Floodville'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113965277354921986</id><published>2006-02-11T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:12:53.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blessed</title><content type='html'>Whopee! Im overjoyed and ever thankful to the good Lord.Super.Why? Im the 2nd honors in Academics for the 3rd Grading in the entire batch and it's the best gift I received for the first two months of the year! I was not expecting for this to come because I thought I would end up in the 3rd spot forever and  even though I lighted up midnight oils during the exams week, the results seemed like I did not study so well&lt;i&gt;(I got pretty unsatisfactory grades on the other subjects and that included Math-LoL)&lt;/i&gt;  I just prayed that I got higher grades on the other areas&lt;i&gt;(like projects, recitation, quizzes)&lt;/i&gt;  and I relied on them because there was no speck of hope left. I felt so down. Just the other day, our class adviser told us I got to the 2nd spot and I was happy with that but I was worried with the batch ranking and I was expecting to be starnded on the 3rd spot but `lo and behold! Yesterday, my teacher confirmed the information and told me I was actually the 2nd honors. At first, I thought she was just joking with me but she showed me the final paper which contained the top 3 students in Academics and &lt;b&gt;2. Orbeta, Leona-Rosa Marnil- 89.22&lt;/b&gt; was written there. I was speechless and just purely thankful and happy. Phew! Ive been waiting for this to come and I hope that I will be  able to maintain it. Mom and Dad is so happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the feast of Our Lady Of Lourdes and it's the fiesta here in our subdivision but we are not going to have a big celebration for this year just like we did last year(since Dad was on training last year) because we'd rather spend the money for Prom and Mom's birthday is on 17 so she's gonna use the money for her b-day celebration.Haha.We are going to prepare foods and drinks for my  Dad's guests and they are mostly boys *eherms* men-BIG men and relatives.Haha. Anyway, I was out until 4 PM today for the Prom practice-read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We showed our dance to our teachers last Friday and we can tell they didnt like how we did it and the entire concept of the dance.Badtrip.We needed to change the dance and we  looked for something more formal.Sh.tness.Prom is only less than a week away and we havent restarted the dance(halfway pa lang kami!).Cant we just dissolve and have a break? Everybody's so despondent as of now.Hii-Hoo*.*breathe* We can get to the bottom of this.We can do this-Aja!&lt;i&gt;Konting tiis &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im had my first ever facial treatment this morning and I was having mixed feelings.I thought that the whole thing might hurt since that's what most of my friends tell me. If not for the pimples popping on my forehead and left cheek, I wouldnt be desperate enough to have undergone treatment.Haha.But seriously, I found the treatment so refreshing and relieving though it was kind of painful(I mean for the big pimples).&lt;i&gt;Masarap yung feeling na natatanggalan ka na ng dumi sa face!&lt;/i&gt;Haha. Im new to this and Im planning to continue with facial treatments from now on(I wont promise lang).I was so psyched-&lt;i&gt;Baka peeling artista `to&lt;/i&gt; Lol. As of now, my face is kinda stingy and medyo masakit and Im so shy to face people pa(Im so red!).LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to David's Salon tomorrow so I can have my pits waxed.Whew! Im torturing myself these days.Haha.No pain no gain, Marnil! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my layout because I wanna be &lt;b&gt;The Gorgeousness&lt;/b&gt;.Haha.&lt;i&gt;Babaw!&lt;/i&gt;  Seriously though, I will be keeping this layout for quite a long time(I promise!). It's pretty browny and ethereal. I love it! &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/20262093-113965277354921986?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113965277354921986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113965277354921986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113965277354921986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113965277354921986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/blessed.html' title='The Blessed'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113930722183075594</id><published>2006-02-07T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:13:41.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles Happen When You Least Expect  Them</title><content type='html'>What happened in the last 3 hours of the day were uber surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we won 2nd place beating the 2nd year and 4th year in the Chinese Poem Contest. I must say that was the first contest which we did not give much effort(we practiced just yesterday and were still messing up, BIG TIME) on since we were pretty sure we didnt have any chance of winning but God is so good-we actually grabbed the 2nd place! Haha. Until this very hour, Im still in great awe.LoL.Whoof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, our Prom was moved a day before the set date(so from February 18 we will be having our Prom by February 17).Im kinda worried because 17 is my Mom's birthday and if she will be having her mini-celebration then I-dont-know(Im not sure with the mino-celebration thing-hihi*). Anyway, Im saving up so I could buy her killer orchids(Mom's so in love with orchids) and I hope I could hit the target amount and February 17 is less than a week away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, we had our English recitation and I recited my &lt;s&gt;crappy sonnet&lt;/s&gt;.Haha. I got 19/20 on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Art Of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the marriage of two different hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So selfless, giving and pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a different art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's universal and can even cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to leave all your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go and fight like a real fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where everybody seems to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But love does not recognize depth and height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It soars to the skies, dives the deepest seas and wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can conquer death in the name of all that is holy and might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the inexperienced sure can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is love and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's everything I could ever ask and wish for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it hard to make this because it follows the ABABCDCDEFEFGG pattern.Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy.LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113930722183075594?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113930722183075594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113930722183075594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113930722183075594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113930722183075594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/miracles-happen-when-you-least-expect_07.html' title='Miracles Happen When You Least Expect  Them'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113923168805672848</id><published>2006-02-06T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:16:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Garbage Girls For A Day</title><content type='html'>Today is definitely exceptional in the sense that I, together with my two friends namely Aimee and Thea, did something not one of us ever imagined. Kasi naman we had this activity in English last Thursday and we were to told to make a Shakespearean Sonnet and so we had our drafts and we passed the drafts we made by the end of the period finished or unfinished so that our English teacher could check it.We were told to bring specialty papers the next day so we could transfer the sonnets we made from our draft to the said paper.We didnt have English nung Friday morning kasi nakaschedule yung First Friday Mass `tas ayun akala namin wala na and we forgot all about the specialty paper thing and the sonnet `tas pinabigay sa amin yung papers after the mass at ipapass yung project before recess.Cramming ng todo ang buong kabahayan ng Gold.Haha. Makalat talaga at hindi na namin binigyan ng pansin yung mga drafts namin kasi nga we thought na yung nakasulat sa specialty paper and mas importante at bale wala lang yung draft kaya pinagtatapon ng iba yung mga drafts nila and we didnt care about them -no more. Haha.Kanina we were told to memorize the sonnets we made kasi may Pop recitation at di makapagrerecite ang walang draft.Haha.The horror! Narattle na ang lahat ng hindi nagdala at inakalang nawala ang kanilang draft(at isa ako sa mga ito but I was so sure I left my draft in one of my drawers-hihi). Pfft. Maam gave us a second chance anyway and she told us that we had to make sure we'd be able to present the drafts to her by tomorrow or else she would still think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the story started off this lunchtime.Marian had a headache and she requested Eden to buy her "mani" outside the school and nobody wanted to accompany Eden on the way down and out so I accompanied her and Aimee also did. Aimee told us how worried she was of her draft so we bought the "mani" and went to the Garbage Area of the campus near the Boy's CR literally in front of the whole campus hoping to find and Aimee's lost draft.Haha. Aimee saw her draft paper dun sa isang Big Blue Trah Can-haha. and it made her so happy.Kumuha si Eden ng medyo mahabang stick at inungkat ni Aimee yung paper niya out dun sa trash can na sobrang mabaho at ewan-kung-ano.She was also able to get Marian's draft out of that stinky drum. We went back to the classroom in full excitement and we were even so proud to announce na nahanap namin yung mga draft sa major trashcans ng school.Boo.Haha. It was fun `tas nagpasama si Thea pababa ulit at nagtake-turns kami na ungaktin yung big blue trash can na yun.Haha.Ang baho pramis! `Tas nakakita kami ng rotten banana, mga Pepsi cans at pati scratch paper ko sa Math nandun.Haha. Naungkat din yung scratch paper ni Marvin at isang anonymous draft. It was our 10 minutes of fame,shame and horror. Lahat nang dumadaan dun sa may Boys CR ay nagulat sa mga kaweirduhan namin.Pfft. Matapos maubos yung isang buong can ay dumiretso kami sa CR. We were freakin' stinky and we bathed ourselves with water and some soap Aimee found in the CR.Haha. We were hopelessly desperate. We went up feeling like heroes after we dug the whole stinky can out and after almost more than half of the school population saw the "kabangawan" we did. Hihi.At pati sa classroom ay hinabol ako ng langaw(pramis!Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's to the semi-heroic deed of Aimee, Thea and me.*Cheers* Haha. I guess we dont need to prove anything to them at all. The thing we did this lunchtime was definitely something Id never forget. Yep, it was real dirty and pretty unfeminine but it sure was a proof of how we can get dirty for the service of others.Haha. Mga mare! Mahal ko kayo! Haha. *Apir*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113923168805672848?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113923168805672848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113923168805672848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113923168805672848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113923168805672848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/garbage-girls-for-day.html' title='The Garbage Girls For A Day'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113904881497871418</id><published>2006-02-04T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T20:24:21.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout-Still A Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What's new?! *Drum-rolls please* I revamped my blog!Haha.I chose this for a layout because I find it girly and revolutionary. Haha.&lt;i&gt;revolutionary nga ba?-I dont think so! Kalokohan!Haha.&lt;/i&gt; But there's just something to it that I thought described me.It's loaded with pink and Paris.Haha.I just altered some codes so it would fully suit my taste. You can go check the on the site information to know the reasons why I chose this layout.Hihi* My blog is getting &lt;i&gt;asensado na!&lt;/i&gt; I have a guestbook compliments of &lt;a href="http://signmyguestbook.com"&gt;Signmyguestbook&lt;/a&gt; and Im working on the moods and current favorites part. Blogging is getting more and more fun and Im growing in love with it! Anyway, I hope you love the new look and still keep visiting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we started practicing for our Prom presentation. It was fun, funky, stressful, sweaty and exhausting! LoL.We met up at school by 7:30 AM but we rarely follow and come to meeting places at the right and exact time so we started to practice by 9:00 AM! Haha. We are always like that. We asked one of our favorite teachers to teach us the dance. At first, we thought of something jazz-y but we ended up dancing to techno-trancey type! So fast yet super fun! At one point we were even thinking of not doing the dance since we didnt get the steps and werent able to have the proper timing. Haha. We sucked the first time but we tried SO hard anyway, we were able to do the dance at last. We ordered our lunch and we had it delivered to Aimee's place(&lt;i&gt;The Dakilang Practice-an&lt;/i&gt;). We waited fro freakin' 1 hour for the food to come and we were grumbling in hunger.&lt;i&gt;Mga PG(Patay-Gutom) na kami!&lt;/i&gt; Haha. The first batch ate their fill and the second batch which included me ate after they did. The scenario was so funny. It was like we were imprisoned people-we ate on our laps and honestly, I found that moment so cute since we usually eat the formal way but during "that lunch" we had, everything seemed to be spontaneous and &lt;i&gt;Jeprox&lt;/i&gt; After lunch, we headed to school to practice the dance and to practice for our Chinese Poem Contest (the contest is set this Tuesday and we are still not presentable enough*boohoo*-If we dont get to the top three spots, we are going to get low grades in Chinese Recitation.*eyes.roll*). We finished by 4:30 and went straight to McDo(I havent visited McDo for the last 3 months and I must say I missed the smell of McDo.LoL) I played and took pictures with Stephanie's new phone and I munched on my French Fries with Caramel Sundae and Cheeseburger-yumm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game of the SHC Stallions is set tomorrow 8 AM. I hope our team wins! hihi*&lt;br /&gt;Life's going to be hectic on the weeks to come because of Prom. Phew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113904881497871418?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113904881497871418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113904881497871418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113904881497871418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113904881497871418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-layout-still-busy-bee.html' title='New Layout-Still A Busy Bee'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113851632903242901</id><published>2006-01-29T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T15:48:52.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Busy Queen Bee</title><content type='html'>*I watched The Chronicles Of Narnia yesterday after a month of ignoring the 80 peso pirated DVD we bought(beacuse I thought it was another version of King Kong!! haha), I was touched by the story-the kid,Lucy, was so cute! Aww.By 12 we went to the tailor's house but she was not there so we went back by 6 PM and she took my body's measurements.Haha, my gown design's so feminine, Im gonna practice walking in high stilettos &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt;! Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yesterday we went to my Ninang's house and we were up for some real Chinese cuisine in celebration of the Chinese New Year. The foods were so unique and extraordinary, things that I only saw once in a year. There was this do-it yourself authentic Chinese lumpia they prepared for one whole day with fishballs, carrots, nuts, celery etcetera. It was so yummy, I even ate 3 of that lumpia and there was Siomai(I drooled to death!), a different kind of Misua, Fishball Soup(uber yummy!) and the Bacon Chicken Roll-raisins, chicken meat, peas, cooked ham and Parmesan Cheese were all wrapped around long strips of bacon(it was heaven!).The elder people chatted for 2 hours and I was just quietly listening to them. Once in a while, Id play around with my cellphone and I just ate more so I'd not feel bored.Hihi. By 9:05 PM we went back home. My stomach was filled with Chinese-y foods. Tomorrow there will be a dragon dance in school!&lt;br /&gt;*By the way, Im learning to make animations and I was playing around Imageready and Photoshop yesterday! The results were kinda amateur though. I still cant figure out how to change and adjust the image's hue and saturation. Boohoo. Its been a month and Im still not doing anything that looks professional on Photoshop (and you should know it's not EASY on my part).&lt;br /&gt;*Fourth Grading is gonna start this coming week and Im giving it my best shot so I can stay in rank.You know, I can get lazy and down-hearted sometimes and it takes away my focus on my life's main priorities(and it affects the way I do things), Ive been &lt;i&gt;semi-broken hearted&lt;/i&gt; with my crush and now I hate him to bits(huh, Im sounding like Im so serious and bitter about the issue).Just last month, there were a lot of &lt;u&gt;loveless&lt;/u&gt; lasses in our class but tables do turn and it seems like among my circle of friends, Im one out of count-my-five-fingers loveless lasses.Damn, love's been so cruel to me. Haha. Im not rushing on this and I know love makes you wait before you can actually feel it's to-die for effects or is it love? Im too young for such serious ties-haha!&lt;br /&gt;*Lately, Ive been so addicted to Siomai and it started just last week when my Siomai-addict Mom brought home Siomai with the chili paste thing.The incoming days were filled with 3 for 20php Siomai my friends and I bought across our school matched with 10 peso Iced Tea. Cheap and yummy thrill huh? Loves it. I cant get enough of this Siomai. Haha.I must reduce before the big night and Siomai is playing the antagonist here.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/bears/spring1.gif" /&gt;Kong Xi Fa Tsai everyone! &lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/bears/spring2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113851632903242901?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113851632903242901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113851632903242901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113851632903242901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113851632903242901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/busy-queen-bee.html' title='The Busy Queen Bee'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113836464330737491</id><published>2006-01-27T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T14:11:02.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Exam Results, Prom and Movies...</title><content type='html'>The test results were already announced and I must say Im not that satisifed with the grades I got(they were pretty lower than the grades and scores I usually get).I think I disappointed Mom and Dad again-or did I? Anyway, we watched &lt;i&gt;Ako Legal Wife&lt;/i&gt; this afternoon and I burst out in laughter. It was super humurous and ZsaZsa, in my opinion, deserved to win the title.Ahaha.The story was about a struggling legal wife who wanted the attention and 100% love of her husband(pretty common but I just dont know I laughed out loud!).We went home by 4:30 PM and I watched White Chicks here at home.&lt;i&gt;Kakatuwa naman&lt;/i&gt;I knew what BF actually meant-Bitch Fit! LoL.Anyway, I am now MMSing photos from my phone because Im activating my &lt;a target="new" href="http://theglamprincess.multiply.com"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt; again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen fast these days and in less than a month we will be having our Prom and I think Im visiting the tailor tomorrow or Sunday(Im excited!).Anyway, check this out(I was tagged! LoL):&lt;br /&gt;1) The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.2) Need to mention the sex of the target.3) Tag 8 victims to join this game &amp; leave a comment on their Comments saying they’ve been tagged.4) If tagged the 2nd time, theres no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target: Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should know how to cuddle the wholesome way.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should be honest and trust-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should be active in school and sports if he can try to.&lt;br /&gt;*It wont hurt if the boy can play the guitar or basketball or any computer game.&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should be friendly and normal.hihi*&lt;br /&gt;*The boy should make me feel so safe.&lt;br /&gt;* He should be sweet and malambing.&lt;br /&gt;* He should be sensible.&lt;br /&gt;* He should be able to make me feel special.&lt;br /&gt;* He shouldn't be too seloso.&lt;br /&gt;* Most of all, he and I should make each other happy and loved.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tagging: &lt;a href="http://spunky-ef.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Faye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://daintyjustine.tk" target="new"&gt;Justine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.empressasylum.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sexielexielicious.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Alexie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="haelsnewhaven.blogspot.com"&gt;Hael&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.niklish.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theprinsesa.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Gliza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ennalicious" target="new"&gt;Anne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113836464330737491?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113836464330737491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113836464330737491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113836464330737491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113836464330737491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-exam-results-prom-and-movies.html' title='On Exam Results, Prom and Movies...'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113784655918081636</id><published>2006-01-21T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:29:19.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER</title><content type='html'>Friday (01.20.06)The exams week was finally over.Yipee! The moment I passed the last test paper I felt-FREE. After the test, Johannah treated us out since it was her birthday yesterday-yummy.I asked my classmates to accompany me to the video house just so I can borrow VCDs.We immediately went to Aimee's place to watch The Perfect Man and talk on some really important issues and of course we took some really quirky pictures using my phone-ahihi.We went home by 5 PM and I ate 5 spoons of rice and 2 big slices of squash because I just wanted to hit the sack right away( I only  had 4-6 hours of sleep for 5 straight days and I was getting the "raccoon eyes").After praying the novena, I immediately slept.ZzZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TodayI went out to attend band practice for our Chinese New Year Presentation and I ate out with my friends and then again-we were all so worried about this "rather-be-kept-secret" issue(Luckily resolved by 4PM-Thank the good Lord).Anyway, I went home by 12PM and I can't even believe I was able to really finish FIVE movies in 7 straight hours(1:40-8:40).Damn, Am I an addict. I just can't get enough of these movies I rented and some of them were movies I watched for the Nth time.It was fun actually. I watched The Perfect Man, Mean Girls(over-and-over again), Love Actually, 50 First Dates and The House of Wax(Isnt Chad the hottest thing on earth? and oh! I loved the melting of the wax effect-ahaha).Ugh, my brain's so drained right now.I cant even think well.I need 23 hours of SLEEP so I can get back to my normal self again.Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113784655918081636?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113784655918081636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113784655918081636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113784655918081636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113784655918081636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s OVER'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113689168088369901</id><published>2006-01-10T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T19:14:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work-Fun-Sweat..</title><content type='html'>My dad came back from his Naga trip just last Saturday and I didnt receive a pasalubong.Haha.It's okay because I pumped out a lot of money from our family's budget.GodIm so UNthrifty.Yeah, Im slowly reforming, give me time Im gonna lessen my list of WANTS and expenses as well.Just last Sunday, I asked for 300php card so I can reload and Mom was so shocked because I just reloaded the week before and she gave me some lecture on "How To Be Thrifty".Haha.She bought me the card anyway.Pfft.We got long lines of Summative Tests for this week.We are gonna have our Chemistry, Math, Araling Panlipunan and TLE Summative Tests all within this week-Isnt that cute? Anyway, I started studying last Sunday so I won't cram-I hate cramming! and who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;What's up with *boo-boo* textmates? I mean I got some and I don't really appreciate the things they say thru text that's why I dont reply.What's more, I got *boo-boo* chatmates also and they are the main reasons why I really want to quit chatting on IRC because I dont know them and say they want to be this-that-this-that in my life I better not reveal the things they always say to me, you might not like it!.I learned my lesson: Never Reply To People Who Piss You Off.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, Prom is gonna be in like more than a month away, Im excited to see my friends all glammed up and made up-purrdy.I dont have a date and it's never big of a deal here in our place because we have a different way of celebrating Promenade but anyway I got a gown design on my mind, I got some ideas from the `Net and from movies. I know some who already got their gowns in different designs, some in bubbleskirts (I must say this bubble skirt is cute and Im hoping to get one-soon) and others in the usual halter, backless gowns.Anyway, you guys update me so we can make kwento about Prom *boo-boos*.Haha.Our class doesn't have plans for the after-prom party-I dont know, Im anticipating on this one-after parties.^.^ Anyway I ate Elephant meat last Sunday and was not that bad.Pretty yummy.Cool and extraordinary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113689168088369901?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113689168088369901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113689168088369901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113689168088369901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113689168088369901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-fun-sweat.html' title='Work-Fun-Sweat..'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113646286285363102</id><published>2006-01-05T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:07:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>I had fun.School did not seem like a blur at all.So fun, I exchanged stories with my friends and classmates and we can't stop and we just won't stop.Haha.We did a lot of things last Christmas break.Some got an upgraded life-with new cellphones and new hairstyles.My, I just feel so lucky Im done with the "Doble-kara" we had in our English class wherein we were told to memorize an excerpt of James Thurber's University Days and there were like two characters, one, the professor and the second was the student and I had to portray both! Fun. We did "Doble-kara" for the first time and I was the first on the list of presentors.It was successful.I looked like a real "swabe" professor as what my classmates said.Haha.Cool.Today is also one of my lucky days since our Chemistry test got cancelled as well.Wee! By the way, I don't think my new phone is gonna survive, Im overloading it with  pictures of my face.It's getting sick.Haha.Pfft. Our DVD Player is all fcuked up, I watched Mean Girls for the nth time tonight and it just stopped playing and the television "restarted" I dont know, it's kinda weird a thing.I turned it off, I got pissed off.So fetch! hihi*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113646286285363102?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113646286285363102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113646286285363102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113646286285363102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113646286285363102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113628642429662281</id><published>2006-01-03T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T19:44:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Fab @ 15</title><content type='html'>Yipee! Today, Im officially 15(fifteen)! It's January 3 once again and Im gonna be morphing into a fifteen year-old girl.Damn.Im getting older, rather, aging gracefully.Pfft.And I know there's nothing to worry about aging gracefully because we all do!Haha.Hmm..What about my life as a fourteen year-old? It was fun beacause....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was fourteen I started .... to transform.wudever.haha.When I was fourteen I learned....to operate the DVD Player.boo.When I was fourteen I met...lots of old friends and that suckin' little boy.faker.When I was fourteen I had...lots of pimples.boo.When I was fourteen I knew..life was going to be blast.When I was fourteen I got...my foot sliced while swimming.When I was fourteen I wished...I will be happy in all my faculties.When I was fourteen I thought...a girl should have a boyfriend.haha.wudever.(I knew you shouldn't rush on things.Focus and prioritize)When I was fourteen I lost...my cellphone and my PC.When I was fourteen I gained...friends.When I was fourteen I loved...going out a lot.When I was fourteen I went to...Bohol, Cebu, Manila.When I was fourteen I hated...Rejection and sadness.When I was fourteen I was addicted to...My Computer and the Internet.When I was fourteen I would always crave for...Pizza and McDo Fries and Porkchop.When I was fourteen I would talk about...a lot of things.I always talked.both nonsense and things that make sense.When I was fourteen I idolized...Kwon Boa, Lindsay Lohan, Audrey Hepburn and Jennifer Garner.When I was fourteen my dream celebrity dates was/were...Won Bin, Ken Zhu, David Beckham, Chris Tiu and Larry Fonacier.When I was fourteen I didn't like...&lt;i&gt;Corny things&lt;/i&gt;That's it read between the lines.When I was fourteen I was very thankful for....another life!&lt;br /&gt;Im 15! Fighting at Fifteen! *whoopeeedoo*!! ^.^ Aja!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks To People Who Greeted Me On This Special Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagalog Bersyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;STRAIGHT HAIR?-REJOICE? -PSST! HINDI AHH!! RELAX LANG!! HAHA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala, I had my hair relaxed! Yumm.Haha.&lt;i&gt;Loka!&lt;/i&gt;Staright na daw siya pero bago ako lumabas ng bahay.Nagpictorial ako kasi Im gonna miss my curly hair.Waweng.It's fun.haha.Medyo matagal siya pero I love it pa ren.^.^ I miss my curly hair pero I loaded my phone with curly hair pics! I love 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa mga naggreet at sa hindi. ^.^ Haylabyu!! Hangsarap Mabuhay! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bebeh Is Now A &lt;s&gt;LADY&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113628642429662281?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113628642429662281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113628642429662281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113628642429662281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113628642429662281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/shes-fab-15.html' title='She&apos;s Fab @ 15'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113617445000008351</id><published>2006-01-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:00:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow Im Gonna Be 15</title><content type='html'>Im so happy because Im turning 15 tomorrow! January 3! Im making the most out of my last day as a fourteen year-old! whopee*!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Excited&lt;br /&gt;Currently: Singing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113617445000008351?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113617445000008351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113617445000008351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113617445000008351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113617445000008351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2006/01/tomorrow-im-gonna-be-15.html' title='Tomorrow Im Gonna Be 15'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113609912199804270</id><published>2006-01-01T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:05:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope Springs</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of 2006 and so It's all about spring-Hope Springs. I just thought that I need lots of this-HOPE because I usually face troubles and they're funny sometimes-nonsense.haha.I need hope just hope `nuff said-New Year so New Hope.Geez. I can't elaborate because my mind's so sucked up.Peace.Read on the Tagalog Bersyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagalog Bersyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; Huwag Ilagay kung Saan Saan Ang Mga Sikreto Mo!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi, it was like this, may sinulat ako-something similar to the one I scribbled In --&gt;"The Story Goes" Part of my blog the one at the left, I wrote it on a piece of long bond paper  then it was supposed to be a secret.Secret sya ha `tas ewan isang araw ininsert ko siya sa PINK Magazine ko.hiyak! Horror kahapon-nabasa yung secret stuff na iyon ni Mama&lt;br /&gt;and I was busy tinkering on the PC `tas when I went to see what she was doing.Yak.There she was sleeping PERO! PERO! Andun yung secret long bond paper nakakahiya.Tama bang mabasa ng mother mo yung mga secret and dark fantasies mo?! haha.Nakakahiya.Ayaw.Mom and I are super close-SUPER but those secret fantasies are better left unsaid and UNREAD! I even doubted she told Dad about.The horror.Kaya next time gorgeous, better keep those written secret fantasies of yours hidden. haha.Parents might think you're boy-crazy and stuff but that's even beside the point.By the way, nagpaputok kami kasi they bought Five Star (yah, I know it's banned!) and this fountain pero kakatuwa kasi hindi naglight-up `yung fountain sa tatlo isa lang yung nagpakita ng kagandahan.haha.weird.I enjoyed New Year `tas 3 hours from now my cousins and the rest of the Orbeta brothers and sisters together with thei kids are gonna come-hay, makikita ko ulit baby ni Ate Weng.Hangkyut. Picturan na naman ito.haha.I love this Year-Dogs rule! And Oh! You can post your URLs and multiply accounts there in my Chatterbox and we'll exchange links.Happylicious New Year again to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No one's texting me, what's up?! I Miss You Text Buddies! *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;&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/20262093-113609912199804270?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113609912199804270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113609912199804270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113609912199804270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113609912199804270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2005/12/hope-springs.html' title='Hope Springs'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113602763164740806</id><published>2005-12-31T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:49:35.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bidding 2005 Goodbye</title><content type='html'>BitternessTime flies so fast. It's the last day of the year and in 6 hours, 2005 is gonna be history. The moment I woke up, I checked my phone, checked the time and went online. I ate breakfast and lunch and I didnt take a bath `cause I wanted to do it by 6 PM so when the clock striked 6 I went in the bathroom and took a long and luxurious bath. I washed all my 2005 dirt away. I was in senti mode.I sat on the toilet bowl for like 10 minutes and reminisced the good `ol 364 days of 2005 and so I thought of capping off this year by listing the best and worst of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-Better-Best:&lt;br /&gt;1. Closer Relationship With God&lt;br /&gt;2. Bonding with my parents&lt;br /&gt;3. Gained lots of friends&lt;br /&gt;4. Learned a new lesson: "Dont let thieves borrow your cellphone-Be alert!"&lt;br /&gt;5. More time with friends&lt;br /&gt;6. Endless outings with The Gang&lt;br /&gt;7. I learned to dive 11m from sea level (Thanks to Aimee and Beverly for the motivation!haha.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Got lots of money.haha.&lt;br /&gt;9. Started Blogging&lt;br /&gt;10. Teentalking&lt;br /&gt;11. I learned how to order stuff online (They actually work! Coolness.)&lt;br /&gt;12. I read more novels (Memoirs of A Geisha, Nicholas Sparks Novels, The Da Vinci Code...)&lt;br /&gt;13. A 5-Day Trip to Manila with Dad&lt;br /&gt;14. A 3-Day Trip to Bohol-slash-Cebu with Mom&lt;br /&gt;15. I got first place in Impromptu Speaking&lt;br /&gt;16. I got a new cellphone&lt;br /&gt;17. I learned baking&lt;br /&gt;18. Im starting to learn how to play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;19. New PONY sneakers&lt;br /&gt;20. New 15-inch Monitor&lt;br /&gt;21. Im back in IRC as BuBB3`gUm14&lt;br /&gt;22. I was forced to taste McFloat (Actually, I never appreciate McFloat.never.but it's fun trying it)&lt;br /&gt;23. I became a camwhore (this on'e super fun)&lt;br /&gt;24. Im finally active in the school band&lt;br /&gt;25. Shopping Sprees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad-Worse-Worst&lt;br /&gt;1. Sucked up love life&lt;br /&gt;2. My foot got sliced(literally) while swimming on the beach last May&lt;br /&gt;3. No cellphone for 6 months&lt;br /&gt;4. No PC for 5 months&lt;br /&gt;5. I lost in the SSC Elections&lt;br /&gt;6. I lost in the Division Schools Press Conference&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;i&gt;Sabog&lt;/i&gt; hair all year-round (ve been praying for hair treatments!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Poverty&lt;br /&gt;9. Lies&lt;br /&gt;10. Scandals (Celebrity sex videos-they are bad.So bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and memories to last a lifetime. *woot* *woot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPYLICIOUS AND CANDYLICIOUS NEW YEAR! ^.^ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113602763164740806?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113602763164740806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113602763164740806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113602763164740806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113602763164740806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2005/12/bidding-2005-goodbye.html' title='Bidding 2005 Goodbye'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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-20262093.post-113583203481724228</id><published>2005-12-29T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T15:09:12.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Attempt In The Blogging World</title><content type='html'>Finally. I now have my space in the world wide web, somewhere I can pour in and type in my ideas and opinions for the world to see. haha Actually I took inspiration from my online friends and I witnessed how F-U-N it was to blog though Im not yet fully armed like Im just starting to learn Photoshop and stuff, Im giving my self one year to learn. haha. Thanks to Yu Li for the layout and for online tutorials -you guys were of BIG help. Anyway, Im so psyched with the idea. *YOHOO* singing I have a blog! I have a blog! . haha I hope you guys will visit me. ;) Im looking forward to it! *Cheers* I believe I somehow or partly own this blog so I guess I can say -slash-type anything I want and all thingsI state here in my blog are my personal opinion unless otherwise stated. If there are things that you disagree or things that hurt and make you sick. We are entitled to our own opinions &lt;i&gt;diba? &lt;/i&gt;.The hell.Ill respect your space.Respect mine.Aylabyu.Peace In war out! * Inuman na! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tagalog Bersyon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. This part is where I express my thoughts in Tagalog or Taglish since others prefer to read Tagalog- then why not give this a try. Nasa Pilipinas tayo diba? La lang. ^.^ First topic ko eto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST TIME MO? -PUMUNTANG MAYNILA?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually sa tagal kong mamuhay sa mundo, Ive never been to Manila. Tuwing nag-uusap ang mga friends ko, I cant really relate when the topic is Manila. &lt;i&gt;Dammit&lt;/i&gt;. Kaya it was my long time dream to ride an hairplane&lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt; and to reach the beautiful city of Manila.&lt;i&gt;haha.kulet&lt;/i&gt;Hmm.. You can just imagine how ballistic I went when I knew that Dad wanted me to accompany him to Manila. &lt;u&gt;KUMIDLAT AT TUMIGIL ANG BUONG MUNDO KO!&lt;/u&gt; Yes! Im gonna be in Manila I thought and our flight? December 21 8:00 am. But I got sick of something, basta it was like I was vomitting and sh*tt*ng a lot &lt;i&gt;(Sorry, I know it's gory)&lt;/i&gt; the day before. I was so worried. Mom was so worried.Dad was very worried. Shucks. I cant go to Manila? What the?! I woke up 12:00 am-3:00 am to take medicines so I can recover ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I felt slightly well December 21-*whoo! first time kong makakasakay ng hairplane ngayon!!* I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, natuloy ang Daddy-Daughter Trip. Sweet. It was fun riding an airplane. haha.I rode the clouds like Supergirl.Felt good.Really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 21 - Upon arrival we went straight to GSIS for the transaction after the transaction I went to visit the museum yung may mga controversial paintings. Damn. Ang ganda.Super. then we went to Guadalupe, Makati to find a place na tipong pantulog lang.Cheap lang.haha.Who cares?! We rested then went to Market! Market! We made ikot-ikot then sa may Technology Market! Dad finally bought me a new phone.Samsung flip phone something.haha.di ko alam pero love ko pa rin.hehe. Then remember masakit ako nun kaya I wanted soup for dinner we went to this China Star eat-all-you can at 188Php. Sarap ng Soup! Dad ate a lot.I ate a little kasi nga diba I felt sick.I was sick so di masyado nagugutom. Then we went back to the apartelle.I texted Mom to inform her that I got a new phone `tas tinext ko si Noemi to inform her din. haha.Then ayun .Boogsh.Toot.TULOG ALERT! haha.Good Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22-Hmm..We went to Luneta Park ang saya nagpicture-picture kami dun.haha.Astig pero eto ang strike one.Nagvomit ako sa at plastic bag pa! Good thing taga-Tacloban din yung mga nag-accompany sa `min. We also went to Manila Zoo.yaddah.Kewl.Hangkyukyut ng mga hayop dun, I felt I was walking in the forest. Madamo.Haha. I loved the Birds! Yung elephant parang ang lonely niya. The reptiles naku! Asa pa.Shiver.Nagkapicturan din dun.Alam mo na feeling models kami ng Papa ko.Haha.^.^ Love you Dad! then first time kong makasakay ng LRT at MRT. Loves it.Then we went back na.Slept ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 23-The most malas day ever-in Manila. We planned to go to Megamall and luckily we we did.It was like :30-9:00 something so the mall was not yet open. So we went to Seattle's Best Dad ordered brewed coffee I went for their Milkshake.Wholesome effect.haha. Then we went inside the mall and just before we went inside I felt like v*miting ulit. Bad timing. We went in `tas we walked around. I bought a white belt, jacket and jogging pants. I was about to buy hankies pero huwag na.haha.I bought a pair of Pony sneakers nalang.Cute! tapos we went to Powerbooks to buy the order of my Mum.PEOPLE Asia Magazine, what can I say she's a fanatic.haha.Then we also went to Magazine Exchange to buy PEOPLE Asia too then to Surplus Shop and Dad bought some stuff. We went out kasi he wanted to smoke na.haha. But it was a different story.Ewan nanakit nalang ulo ko and I wanted na nga to v*mit.Damn. I was so sick. Kaya di na natuloy ang paglilibot sa Megamall kasi iba na feeling ko nung time na `yun. Oh! Lumabas kami then we rode a bus.Swak yung black smoke sa nose ko.Sh*t. Ang pangit ng feeling if you can just picture the set-up.We reached Guadalupe then we passed on the cross-over as what I personally call it.haha.Forgive me.Then....I couldnt take the feeling any longer `yun lumabas siya at nasa may sidewalk pa kami ni Dad naglalakad.Pangit talga. Nakakahiya. I even heard one man say "Ay, naku Iha!" It was so bad. I wanted to hide right then and there. Sa may sidewalk? Pfft. Horror! We went back to the apartelle and I took my medicine and rested.Dad was so worried na and Mum too. What a bad day.But hey! Let me point out that again I enjoyed MRT! haha.`syanang-syana talaga.haha. Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 24- I prayed to God and I wished that this day would be another good day minus the v*mit thing.Oh! We rode MRT again.Loves it! and we went to Cubao area. We went in Farmer's Plaza, Araneta Center, SM Cubao and we ate @ Ali Mall-Chowking Dad ordered Beef Wanton Soup and I had Chicken naman.Sarap. I felt good.yehey! No signs. We walked to the ukay-ukay part there in Roxas Boulevard ba yun?! I forgot and we wanted to spot some really cool finds. I felt good pa rin.yehey! *kamot.ulo* then we went back to the apartelle to drop the things we bought that morning.I felt good! Thank God. We rode MRT again to reach Ayala. We planned to walk along the streets of Ayala Avenue. Damn. Ang laki ng mga building.haha.Wish I can own one of them someday.&lt;u&gt;Dream On&lt;/u&gt;.It was cool.The Peninsula.6750.Freaking cool!.So tall.So big.So.Speechless. We went inside Glorietta na. Cuteness.We had our early Noche Buena at Sizzlers we had coleslaw, sinigang, soup,ribs,inihaw and rice.Yumm.Kakabusog.Then we went to buy a shirt sa ARTwork.Hangastig.Then we went out na kasi wala naman akong natipuhan dun.haha.We went sa outside part sa may Gloria Jean's Coffees `cause my Dad was craving for brewed coffee and I craved for nothing.Sweet.Lumaki tiyan ko sa Sizzlers.haha. Then we went back na to the apartelle.I bought my medicines kasi naubos na yung baon namin.We rested and stayed up until 1:00 am.I texted my Mom and friends.I told Mom not to worry na cause I was okay.We watched TV. Wala ba kayong napansing bago?! Di ako nag-v*mit! Thank the Good Lord.Natulog Kami.Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 25- My last day in Manila, we arranged our things na.Was I ready to go back to Tacloban and leave Manila? A part of me said Yes and another part of me said No.Uhh.By 10:00 am we rode taxi and were on our way to Ninoy Aquino International Airport.Bye Manila.Lahat na dinaanan ng taxi tiningnan kong maigi.Manila-this is Manila-at last, Ive been to Manila.I digested the images that I laid my eyes on.We checked-insa airport and waited for freaking three hours.Tagal-not until 1:00 PM strikes.I ate lunch @ Saint Cinnamon-Beef Steak and a Fifty-Peso Absolute Mineral Water.Damn.haha.Ang Mahal.Airport Price kasi sabi ni Papa.Mahal.I bought Pink Magazine din since meron na `kong Candy December issue, I bought the Prom Special issue of PINK and yun yung pampalipas oras ko while Dad went back and forth sa Smoker's Area. haha.I waited there `tas umalis na yung Dipolog City flight.Davao-Cebu `tas Tacloban na by 1:00 PM. I had no choice but to bid Manila sweet Goodbye. The plane went *broom* -a sign that I had to really leave Manila and go back to Tacloban.Well, Bye Manila `till my next visit!&lt;br /&gt;The flight went okay naman pero nung malapit nang maglanding, nagkaroon ng problems kasi sobrang maulan sa Tacloban so we went to Mactan International Airport, we waited for the go-signal and after 20 minutes we were able to reach Tacloban na. It feels really good to be back home.Incomparable.Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a whole, I loved the Daddy-Daughter Trip, a bonding time with my Dad-a chance for us to know each other's shopping tastes.haha.I tell you Dads make cool shopping buddies. Even though Mom was not there because she wanted to use the money nalang to buy a new refrigerator, gas stove, chandelier and television set.haha, she made her presence felt thru text messages.Sweet.I told you my First Time in Manila story because this experience is so special to me-now, a big part of me. Now I say that Manila+Malls+Dad= PERFECT BONDING. Kahit may mga horrifying na nangyari (at least they made the trip more special-&lt;i&gt;diba?&lt;/i&gt;) it was COOL. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20262093-113583203481724228?l=thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/feeds/113583203481724228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20262093&amp;postID=113583203481724228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113583203481724228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20262093/posts/default/113583203481724228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebubblegumfactory.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-first-attempt-in-blogging-world.html' title='My First Attempt In The Blogging World'/><author><name>Marnil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05506504969738800569</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></feed>
