<?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-8534130</id><updated>2011-08-24T10:27:37.341+03:00</updated><category term='multiply and blogger'/><title type='text'>ethonica</title><subtitle type='html'>i choose to enjoy life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-3871977393409766174</id><published>2011-08-24T10:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:27:37.388+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour and Adieu</title><content type='html'>Good morning blog! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah. My last post was dated April 16, 2008. At present it is August 24, 2011. So it's like three years since I last posted on this blog. It makes me kinda nostalgic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I've been trying to update this blog for a long while now,  but Blogger did something that made me unable to log in to this account. It all started when they began requiring Google accounts to log in to Blogger. Back then, I really didn't want to lose this blog so I did plenty of research until I found hard data that told me its impossible to get my old account because I haven't logged in within their set deadline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, I stumbled on &lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2011/04/important-note-about-legacy-accounts.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; from Blogger help about legacy accounts. It took a while to remember my old Blogger username and password, but after trial and error I succeeded. Thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be my last post for this blog. That stroke a sad chord in me just typing that. This has been my most glorious blog, the blog that made me love writing, blogging per se, and the internet and all its adventures. I still remember the friends I've made through this little personal nook of the World Wide Web. Yes, I remember every single one of you and I genuinely miss you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started this blog when I was 14 years old, that was way back in my early years of high school. Now I'm 21 and in my last year of college. Yes, I grew with this blog. After all these years, I can still see the benefits and the influence of years of active blogging when I was younger. Blogging sharpened my writing skill and my prose is still good if not better. I still have no problem with blabbing. Lol! Blabbing in writing form, not necessarily oral. Expressing myself in words is rarely a problem for me which is good for school and all its paper and essay requirements. Although the downside is that I write too long and exam time limits are sometimes not enough. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh. I could type on and on. There's just something with this blog that I'm so comfortable in it, like your favorite worn-out shirt you owned for years. It's odd, after this blog I found it hard to just be myself on any new blog. I would always hesitate before sharing something about my day, my thoughts, or anything about me. I guess that means nothing could ever replace this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to preserve this blog since it holds a part of who I am (or who I was). My 14 year old self has never left me and she would be very sad if this cyber world she build would be gone. But alas, I have grown and I have improved. I am no longer who I was. As such, I feel it rightful to strike out a new identity and not overwrite the old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I've stopped blogging here, I haven't stopped writing. I still keep a journal in classic pen and paper as well as with modern OneNote notebooks (they've got password protect!). I've also tried to start a few blogs along the way. I'm no longer as active in blogging as I once were, but I still try to post once in a while. My interests have changed too and have become broader, as well as my way of life. Here are the new blogs I'm currently maintaining:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeinrosehues.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life in Rose Hues &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- My current personal blog. It's still quite new and needs some breaking in. Blog name was inspired by the song "La Vie En Rose" whose English translation is "Life in rose hues" or "Life in pink."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://herfluffiness.tumblr.com/"&gt;Her Fluffiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - My Tumblr. It's full of random stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://artenciel.tumblr.com/"&gt;Art en Ciel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Blog name was derived from "arc-en-ciel" or the French for "rainbow." It's another Tumblr, but this time it's a group blog maintained with two of my good friends. We blog about all kinds of art and exhibits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://elisha.posterous.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fighting Dragons&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- My old personal blog. (Another personal blog? Yeah I'm fickle. But I've finally decided that Blogger is home. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/yourfluffiness"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Is this a blog? Kind of, only that posts are limited to 140 characters or less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-3871977393409766174?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/3871977393409766174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=3871977393409766174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/3871977393409766174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/3871977393409766174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2011/08/bonjour-and-adieu.html' title='Bonjour and Adieu'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-1875410677456462983</id><published>2008-04-16T15:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:46:10.526+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply and blogger'/><title type='text'>Nothing Like Blogger</title><content type='html'>I miss Blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a year since I switched to Multiply and I haven't been as active in blogging as before, maybe it's because of my schedule or perhaps I just have nothing of interest to say (harhar, as if!). Yet, nothing can deny the fact that the feel of Blogger is definitely different from Multiply. I guess it's like the feeling of home. Hence the saying, "There's no place like home." I feel more comfortable writing here in Blogger, maybe because this is where I'm used to. The flow of my ideas are more free and there's a certain warm connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Multiply, there is always someone who would comment back at you and it's usually someone you know. I know that's a good thing, but I do not favor it. I prefer to make the most of the internet's free media by blogging without the fear of being judged by people you know and meet regularly, where I can say whatever I want and just be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the underlying reason why I really miss blogging is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I miss writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-1875410677456462983?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/1875410677456462983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=1875410677456462983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/1875410677456462983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/1875410677456462983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-like-blogger.html' title='Nothing Like Blogger'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-117094347135080501</id><published>2007-02-08T16:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:04:31.373+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=”http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/lovinaloser/z171.gif” align=”left”&gt;I'll be graduating high school next month. I could almost smell college life drawing nearer, but I can't really feel summer yet. For some reason, it seems to get colder rather than the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually excited to graduate to end all my suffering. Ever since 4th year started, teachers are continually dumping piles and piles of work. I can't take it anymore. Sigh.... At least I'm comforted with the fact that life in the college I will be studying at is  "chillax" or "chill and relax". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, my head is filled with college thoughts and questions. But whatever fears I have, I know all will go well. I know there's a verse in the Bible that says something like "all works out for good to those who listen to the voice of the Lord". Basta, all will be well. My memories of college will be much better and much more colorful than high school. I will grow more. I will learn more. And when I graduate, I will have propelled myself in a position where I could easily reach my dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-117094347135080501?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/117094347135080501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=117094347135080501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/117094347135080501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/117094347135080501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2007/02/looking-ahead.html' title='Looking Ahead'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-116964284508611156</id><published>2007-01-24T15:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T15:47:25.523+03:00</updated><title type='text'>*Hugs blog*</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=”http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/lovinaloser/lol7.gif” align=”left”&gt;I miss blogging so much! This blog has been unadmittedly on hiatus for too long. Unlike my previous post, I’m now blogging because I have enough time to kill. I finished all my homework at school so I can blog, relax and surf without the guilt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thanks Abe for commenting on my blog. The fact that someone was still reading this junk made me update my blog even if I didn't feel like it. I used to love blogging so much before that even though I know no one visits, I still continue posting day after day. I think writing is for me, the most relaxing activity. It’s nice to breathe out and release all these thoughts and feelings.  Goodness knows how much stress I’ve endured and kept bottled up inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our grad song practice with my classmates a while ago. I originally didn’t like to perform  and simply wanted to be backstage, but after hearing the grad song my classmates created, I loved it so much! I’m now secretly wishing I was one of the “performing people”. It’s kind of boring being on the props team. We’re not doing anything and singing seems much more fun. I don’t like getting bored, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted below our lyrics. I did not appreciate it before without the melody, but now that they’ve finished the entire song, I super love it. I promise it sounds good. I’ll be surprised if we don’t win the grad song competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Bedans Till the End&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began as strangers&lt;br /&gt;Gathered in a place where friendships are born&lt;br /&gt;We once thought that we’re alone&lt;br /&gt;And no hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, we’ve realized&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of togetherness&lt;br /&gt;After all that we’ve been through&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts remained true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we will face the world ahead of us&lt;br /&gt;Each step we take, mistakes we’ve made&lt;br /&gt;We all have conquered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOURUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;What lies ahead may be unclear&lt;br /&gt;We’re in this thing together, there’s no need to fear&lt;br /&gt;One batch, one heart, we’ll fight&lt;br /&gt;Bedans till the end of this road called life&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared our hopes and dreams together&lt;br /&gt;The smiles and laughter seemed forever&lt;br /&gt;Traces of all the days long gone&lt;br /&gt;We’ll always remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn back time, the memories lie deep within our hearts&lt;br /&gt;The beginning’s long ago&lt;br /&gt;Yet close to a new start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll see each other again&lt;br /&gt;There will be tomorrow, this is not the end&lt;br /&gt;One batch, one heart, we’ll fight&lt;br /&gt;Bedans till the end of this road called life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for us to go&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, we’ll live and grow&lt;br /&gt;Prayer and work, we’ll keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;From the past we leave behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: For the first time this school year, I'm starting to like my classmates. I don't think that's a good thing because there's only two months left before I graduate and I don't want to cry on graduation. I know that sounds stupid since high school should be memorable and all, but maybe I'll explain it here someday. As of now, I just want to get to college and get &lt;b&gt;rich&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-116964284508611156?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/116964284508611156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=116964284508611156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116964284508611156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116964284508611156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2007/01/hugs-blog.html' title='*Hugs blog*'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-116956835010196055</id><published>2007-01-23T18:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T19:05:50.133+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Drifting, drifting</title><content type='html'>It's late and I'm cramming all my assignments because I was surfing the net and watching TV earlier. Bad girl! I could never really get rid of this eye bags. And look! Instead of finishing my last homework, I'm blogging. What else is keeping me busy? Quizzes.&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="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I subconsciously like staying up late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-116956835010196055?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/116956835010196055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=116956835010196055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116956835010196055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116956835010196055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2007/01/drifting-drifting.html' title='Drifting, drifting'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-116706450709364355</id><published>2006-12-25T19:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T19:40:30.690+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/lovinaloser/z184.gif" align="left"&gt;I went to Mall of Asia today. It's the biggest mall in Asia. We also watched a 3D movie at IMAX title Santa Claus versus Snowman. Their 3D theatre is the biggest in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our Christmas break today and if you look back at my previous post, you'll see that it was still during my sem break. I guess I only have time updating this blog during vacations. It might take a while again since our teachers warn us it's gonna be more stressful and fast-paced once we return back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school is very selfish with our Christmas break. Classes resume on Jan. 3, it's the fastest Christmas break ever. It's usually the second or third week of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-116706450709364355?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/116706450709364355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=116706450709364355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116706450709364355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116706450709364355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-116222413492422191</id><published>2006-10-30T18:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:13:06.363+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/lovinaloser/ththpenguin.gif" align="left"&gt;Why is it that when I'm stuck with school, i could think of 101 ways of other productive, yet fun things to do other than school work. However, when I am unexpectedly hit by holidays or suspended classes and I have all this free time on my hands, I don't feel like doing anything. The long list of other things to do other than study suddenly vanishes and this feeling of boredom which I totally hate gradually creeps in. It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; wish that I have school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, this sem break, that is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; going to happen. Whether productive or not, I am determined that I will not wish that I am back at school. I am willing to do anything from eating till I have no more strength to chew, surfing till my eyes are red, reading till I fall asleep or any other crap that I could think of--except from sleeping. I have to rare opportunity of sleeping late without having to wake up early so my sleeping schedule is on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... I guess that's all. Wish me a happy sem break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-116222413492422191?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/116222413492422191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=116222413492422191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116222413492422191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116222413492422191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/10/sem-break.html' title='Sem Break'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-116124798477346896</id><published>2006-10-19T11:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:59:51.053+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/lovinaloser/z133.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is screaming to be on hiatus and I still refuse to admit it. Updates are scarce, the new layout I’ve been planning ages ago has still not surfaced and the zeal for blogging that I once felt is just… dry. Besides, as if anyone reads my blog anyway. (Thanks &lt;a href="http://zobzy.blogspot.com"&gt;D3ll&lt;/a&gt;, for commenting on my previous post.) I actually don’t need commentators. There was a time when no one knew this blog that I still posted whenever I can with or without comments. That was the time when I was still a happy-go-lucky sophomore. Now I’m a senior and I take things more seriously since you won’t pass nor graduate unless you do your homework, listen to lectures, study, study, study, blah. Oh, rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Updates &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just finished our Quarter Exams (Finals) yesterday. One of our proctors was Sir Gudo. He’s never been my teacher, but I like him. He seems to be one of those teachers students like, yet they still respect him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During exams, you must place all your bags, notebooks, fluffs closest to the wall as possible. After ordering us to fix our belongings and move them to the wall, blah blah, Sir Gudo pointed to a blue tote on the floor and shouted in a loud, clear voice, “Whose bag is this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone fell silent, thinking, “Uh-oh.” Their eyes moved from Sir Gudo, to the bag, to Jannine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mine sir,” Jannine replied. Jannine was an honor student. She &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; gets reprimanded by a teacher. I was watching her, wondering how she would react if a teacher scolded her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he replied, “I like the color.” He picked up the bag and slung it on his shoulder. “Take away your stuff, it’s mine now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-116124798477346896?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/116124798477346896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=116124798477346896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116124798477346896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/116124798477346896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/10/whoops.html' title='Whoops!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-115340609001314371</id><published>2006-07-20T18:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T18:34:50.086+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dasayawit</title><content type='html'>I know I've been a lazy blogger and I've been blogging less and less as time goes by. Well aside from the slight loss of interest in blogging, i've also been super busy. Senior year in high school is really stressing. Our teachers never get tired puking heaps of homework on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll give you the low down for the latest happenings. A while ago, we had our Dasayawit. It means Dasal(prayer), sayaw(dance) and awit(song). In short it's a program where we are forced to sing praise songs while dancing and making a fool of ourselves. Good thing i'm in props, no dancing for me. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could think of a dosen things to blog about, but it's late and I have to wake up early tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: Even if I don't post often, my blog is still alive and active. I still won't stop blogging.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-115340609001314371?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/115340609001314371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=115340609001314371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/115340609001314371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/115340609001314371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/07/dasayawit.html' title='Dasayawit'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-115011443350899118</id><published>2006-06-12T16:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T16:17:14.343+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mabuhay and Pilipinas!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Today is the Philippine Indepence Day and it's a holiday! My first day of school is tomorrow and it's delayed one day because of today's celebration. I love holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's customary to hang a Philipine flag during Indepence Day some houses, shops and cars do that. Even on church yesterday. They decorated our church red, blue, white and yellow, the colors of our flag. They also have a big Philippine flag up front. But ofcourse, being the proud pinoy (Filipino) that I am, I'd be posting a flag here too! (My YM icon is also a Philippine flag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nooknook/philippine-flag.jpg" width="250" height="175"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://h1.ripway.com/nooknook/philflag.htm"&gt;download?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you're wondring what's the meaning of the title of this post, it's "&lt;b&gt;Long live the Philippines!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-115011443350899118?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/115011443350899118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=115011443350899118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/115011443350899118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/115011443350899118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/06/mabuhay-and-pilipinas.html' title='Mabuhay and Pilipinas!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-114944153534786009</id><published>2006-06-04T21:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:03:42.413+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nook-nook!</title><content type='html'>You might be thinking, what the hell is &lt;b&gt;nook-nook&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's my new plug site! I haven't published it, but I'm already making it. I've decided to create my own plug site. If you're wondering what a plug site is, it's a site which features a plug-board. If you want to know what a plug-board is, visit &lt;a href="http://plugboard.org"&gt;plugboard.org&lt;/a&gt;, the home of the original plug-board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my plug site when it's done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114944153534786009?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114944153534786009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114944153534786009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114944153534786009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114944153534786009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/06/nook-nook.html' title='Nook-nook!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-114897228736422991</id><published>2006-05-30T10:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:58:07.376+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...how i love your peaceful eyes on me &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did you ever know, that i had mine on you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I am not in love and gone all mushy mushy. I've just been listening to Faye Wong's &lt;i&gt;Eyes On Me&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...as if your never hurt, as if your never down...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have heard it if you play FF8. It's the theme song of Rinoa and Squall. It's a sad/slow song and you know how sad songs make you sad too. No. I am not broken hearted, but I am frustrated. Frustrated on how I could be so untalented that I couldn't even make a decent enough web template for this freakin' blog. A template that is decent enough to satisfy my own unreasonable tastes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been surfing the net as usual and I've come across lots of beautiful sites that makes me green with envy and at the same time, dying to re-install our Adobe Photoshop to try all their super cute tutorials. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shall i be the one for you, who pinches you softly but sure&lt;br /&gt;if frown is shown then, i would know that you are no dreamer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a happier song. How about &lt;i&gt;My Humps&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;she's got me spending...&lt;br /&gt;oh, spending all your money on me and spending time on me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114897228736422991?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114897228736422991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114897228736422991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114897228736422991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114897228736422991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/05/music-trip.html' title='Music Trip'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114891538763669123</id><published>2006-05-29T19:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:09:49.806+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grabe!</title><content type='html'>Hello there my spiffy, fantabulous blog and my non-existent avid readers. It's been a while since I've last made any notion in the cyber world that I exist. I believe I've been quiet the entire summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a quick update, youth camp was... how should I put it? It was, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;grabe!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Note: That was in bold letters.) I also wento the Gen Up Youth Convention, but it was not as &lt;i&gt;grabe&lt;/i&gt; as youth camp. Youth camp had better food too. I'll give you guys (by "you" i meant &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; my non-existent avid readers) more details next time. And I promise, there will be a next time and it will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the JG newsletter is almost done, we just had a newsletter meeting a while ago, but just as I said, more details soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, before I leave, I suppose it is proper to explain to my non-existent avid readers regarding my abscence. Well the answer is simple--I ran out of internet card. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I've watched The Da Vinci Code (yes, I know it's R18) and I enjoyed it, but it hasn't affected my faith one bit (and I'm not even 18!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grabe! = means "super!" in english&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114891538763669123?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114891538763669123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114891538763669123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114891538763669123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114891538763669123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/05/grabe.html' title='Grabe!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114580013553212173</id><published>2006-04-23T17:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:48:55.563+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp Countdown</title><content type='html'>One week na lang, youth camp na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114580013553212173?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114580013553212173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114580013553212173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114580013553212173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114580013553212173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/04/youth-camp-countdown.html' title='Youth Camp Countdown'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114562003517486103</id><published>2006-04-21T14:58:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T15:47:15.273+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp!! ^__^</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's me, maybe it's because it's summer, but I am too lazy that it annoys me. Well at least I still get some things done, but I want more things to happen. I want to be better. Better in writing, painting, webdesign and yes, yes, even soccer. I can't believe it. I've been playing football for four years and I still don't think I'm good. Tomorrow, I'll force myself to wake up early and practice on my own. Then after that, I want to paint. I don't know what to paint but I think I have an idea. I'll deal with that writing thing too. Perhaps webdesign can wait that day, but if I still have time, why not? Goodness knows, I better continue that template I've made and I will stick to it, 'til the end. I won't have any sudden ideas of "why don't I change this template into something else, it doesn't look too good for me." Good or not, that junk will be published on this blog on the frist week of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always done this every year(i bet everyone does too), during the summer vacation. Before the first day of school, I make sure I improve myself. New school year, new section, new school materials, new me. It all fits. This year, being my last year in high school, I will be more disciplined, hard working, resonsible, organized and less clumsy. Well, it's about time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost near college and that's a big thing for me, since it plays an important role and making my ambitions come true. And I'm serious of my dreams, loads of people fail to realize that and they don't even have faith in me. I don't blame them, my dreams are not really what you'd call "realistic" and I know that. I also know that it won't come easy on my part and lots of sacrifices on my part and I'm ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that this upcoming school year would be better than the last. 3rd year was horrible, but I don't want to think about that because next, next week is my youth camp! Good. I need to over-recharge on God's prescence. That dreadful school year almost burned my soul (not spirit) to death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114562003517486103?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114562003517486103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114562003517486103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114562003517486103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114562003517486103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/04/camp.html' title='Camp!! ^__^'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114536693242770871</id><published>2006-04-18T17:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T17:28:52.476+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://s24.photobucket.com/albums/c49/bhdorks/?action=view&amp;current=adam1.jpg align=”left”&gt;I really need to change this blog's template.&lt;br /&gt;Happy summer everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114536693242770871?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114536693242770871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114536693242770871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114536693242770871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114536693242770871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-summer.html' title='Happy Summer'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114422020838482812</id><published>2006-04-05T10:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:59:29.710+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yowza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f19/bethy85/th1fd9c0f5.gif" align="left"&gt;Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be fixing my oil paints for my art lesson, but I have no idea what I'm doing sitting here in front of the computer. I also have a newsletter to finish, but I'll work on it, just not now. &lt;br /&gt;I know I have more important things to do, but sometimes my laziness gets the most of me. Maybe after this post, I'll finish all of my needed tasks so I can go on with my summer without the feeling of guild weighing upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got another ministry! In our youth church, Jesus Generation, they have these ministries and they're kind of like clubs. There's usher ministry, basketball ministry, cooking ministry, worship ministry, newsletter ministry (^_^), etc. Well last Saturday I joined the registration ministry. Every Jesus Gen, you have to sign the attendance or sign up if it'sm your first time. The people who are assisting in the registration are the registration ministry. They also give you name tags and shake your hands. I kind of liked it because I like the other kids in that ministry. Also, I have to be there one hour earlier (5pm), which means I won't be late anymore. The only bad thing with it is, you can't attend the praise and worship because you'll be sitting in the registration tables, waiting for the late comers. But you can ask permission and attend the worship--in it's last 30 minutes or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just remembered! I saw banner in ATC something about a creative writing workshop and I'm interested in joining! ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114422020838482812?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114422020838482812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114422020838482812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114422020838482812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114422020838482812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/04/yowza.html' title='Yowza!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114301343376022537</id><published>2006-03-22T10:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:19:19.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What I love about summer</title><content type='html'>10. Eat as much as I want&lt;br /&gt;9. Surf the net as much as I want&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleep as much as I want&lt;br /&gt;7. No need to wear that uncomfortable school uniform&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm free!&lt;br /&gt;5. No more exams&lt;br /&gt;4. No more homework&lt;br /&gt;3. My new cellphone&lt;br /&gt;2. No more annoying classmates&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUTH CAMP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114301343376022537?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114301343376022537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114301343376022537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114301343376022537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114301343376022537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-i-love-about-summer.html' title='What I love about summer'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-114294486117468389</id><published>2006-03-21T15:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:58:01.653+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer na mga tol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y213/psstiloveyou/logo46.gif" align="left"&gt;Hello blog!&lt;br /&gt;Waddup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new camera phone. (Oh, I"m having fun with my camera!) It's a 3220, i think. Have you ever heard of wave messaging? It's writing in mid-air using your phone and my phone can do it. Only, I need a special casing called a fun shell and I can't find one anywhere, even on the real Nokia shop. Gusto ko pa naman nun! &gt;_&lt; Iniisip ko pa naman na mag-papasikat ako sa campfire night. I must find a fun shell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last Mar. 17(Fri), I went to the final session of the Holy Spirit blast seminar at New Life. I missed my CVE exam just for it, but it's worth it because I finally received the gift of speaking in the spirit! Yeah! Matagal ko na gusto yun! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow, I'll be taking the Form B CVE exam. That's fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard, lots of kids are already bored with the summer vacation (wala pang one week!)--but not me! I've already planned what I will be doing this summer because I plan to make the most of it! Ang dami kong mga interests na napabayaan because of school like webdesign, painting and writing. Ang dami rin naming bagong masasayang books sa bahay and computer games. Wee! I love summer, but most of all... I love youth camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 5 na ang youth camp! Tagal. Planado ko na ang lahat, pati ang everyday outfit ko. Huwaw! Pero may kulang pa ako. I need  more new clothes and that fun shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! Youth camp! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114294486117468389?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114294486117468389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114294486117468389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114294486117468389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114294486117468389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-na-mga-tol.html' title='Summer na mga tol!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-114197909069008855</id><published>2006-03-10T11:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:35:23.433+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Summer Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y134/waterfallin/harry%20potter/loreal.gif" align="left"&gt;I just received our school's official newspaper and there was an article written about the webdesign contest that happened ages ago and where I bagged 3rd place. Well I can't complain about being publicized, I just wished they didn't mistyped my section for 35 to 45. Though I know the school year's almost ending, I am in no hurry to be a Senior, which is why I don't feel even slightly thrilled of reading that I belong in a section that starts with the number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for soccer, I've been hearing rumours that there's a big, fat chance there won't be any more soccer varsity next year. Somehow, this news made me feel relieved. Now I have more time in my hands to concentrate with school, the newsletter of my youths in our church and devoloping my painting and webdesign skills. Plus, I don't have to attend soccer summer training anymore. I know I once loved it, now I'd rather stay at home and sleep as much as I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I don't feel happy learning that I have to attend CAT or join in those stupid PE classes. And... how else can I play soccer? Without trainings, the most I can do is kicking my soccer ball in a wall. I admit, I'll miss soccer, the game and my team mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since summer vacation is just around the corner, there's something about it that I'm always thinking of every night before I fall asleep. It's an event I've been waiting for since forever. I am already very excited about... youth camp! Wee! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I just read Harry Potter book 6 (yeah i know, im late) so in my world, Dumbledore just recently died, thus the icon above that shows the picture of an ugly git, i mean murderer, i mean Snape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114197909069008855?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114197909069008855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114197909069008855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114197909069008855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114197909069008855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/03/pre-summer-post.html' title='Pre-Summer Post'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y134/waterfallin/harry%20potter/th_loreal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-114000755533680755</id><published>2006-02-15T14:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:58:54.096+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, hectic and suffocating</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f19/bethy85/thJesus.gif" align="left"&gt;We have so many projects and thesis left and right. It's crazy. So many sleepless nights that everyday when I wake up, I feel more and more reluctant to get up and go to school. If my parents don't force me, I won't be going to school today. I just felt so sleep and tired because I slept late just to do our SS thesis, which I wasn't supposed to do because my two group mates who was originally tasked to finish it, were so irresponsible. It's a good thing I was able to start researching once I got home, because they only texted me to do all of our thesis at around 8 pm. I started at 4 and finished at 12, what more if I started it at 8? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we still have our CVE project, Chem thesis and English Book Report. I don't only have to deal with pressuring school works, but alse my damn classmates. I hate all of them except Valerie and Janine. The rest are all "pa-cool" and the "astig" and "maangas" types. Got my point? They are the ones who bully, make some noise and they do all the stupid things stupid people like them do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I watched two of them bully the classmate who was sitting in front of me. They were getting his bag, poking him, teasing him, or simply annoying him too much. It was mean and they think it was fun. I told me classmate to just move to another seat and when he did so, those two freaks turned their attention to my other classmate on their other side. He got annoyed too, to the point when he was swearing to those two annoying airheads. In the end, he also went to another seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of the two bullying victims were the few boys who actually studies and were paying attention to the teacher. Unfortunately, one of the bullies was my classmate from first year, till present. He was also my hatest person because of his attitude. Note, I said was because I met someone worse and she's a girl. Girls are usually more civilized, but I guess that's not always the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up and saw in our living room, a bag full of sweets, individually wrapped in celophane. My mom said I was to give them all to my teachers. So I did, only there was supposed to be ten bags, but I only gave away nine because one was missing and I know just the culprit. You know those loud, obnoxious, maarte girls who also happen to be witches with a capital B? Yes well when I left my place for a while to ask our teacher about our thesis, my seatmate told me that they stole something from my paper bag. When I  went back to my place, they were all swarmed around my place and asking me for candies and chocolates. They did this the entire day, whenever they got the chance. Sometimes, they would suddenly get one bag and say, "Akin na lang!" They were all &lt;i&gt;makakapal and mukha&lt;/i&gt;. They even had the nerve to demand to me saying, "Elisha, chocolate ko?" I would reply, "Close tayo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried ignoring this arrogant people. It doesn't work. I've tried resisting them. It works, for only a short period of time, they'd still do the same later on. Prayer is really the most effective. It can make them ignore me for days, sometimes weeks. Sigh, oh Lord help me, get these people saved (spiritually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the girl who also goes to New Life (my church), but now rarely attends, got influenced by them. And here I was hoping that at least I'm not the only Christian here, fighting to shine my light amidst the darkness, but I was wrong. The other candles that I was hoping would help me fight the darkness have also become part of the darkness. But at least my only real friend in my class, Val, is still shining with me, not to forget God, whom i get my strength. Anyway, Christ has already overcome the world, I can survive. Actually, I believe I can do more than survive. I'm inviting everyone I can to go to Jesus Generation or the youth service held every Saturday at our church. I managed to bring some, but most of my friends got plenty of excuses, but that doesn't mean I'm already going to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Christian in a place full of darkness is no joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-114000755533680755?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/114000755533680755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=114000755533680755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114000755533680755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/114000755533680755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/02/tired-hectic-and-suffocating.html' title='Tired, hectic and suffocating'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113967342060041487</id><published>2006-02-11T18:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T19:11:21.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Metro Manila Franklin Graham Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mmfgf.org/images/pix1.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Sunday, we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.mmfgf.org/"&gt;Metro Manila Franklin Graham Festival&lt;/a&gt; at Rizal Park or Luneta. Our entire family were counselors and I was able to lead 5 souls to Jesus Christ! Four of them were children (I seem to have a finesse for kids) and the fifth and last one was a grown woman who just happened to pass by while walking her wheelchair-bound father around Luneta. The festival has already ended and there were only a few people left. I was over eager to get people saved so until that time, I was still going around, asking them if they had already been counseled. Then i met her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in counseling, we were supposed to lead them to pray a salvation prayer and give them a free book with the gospel of John in it and also a manual on the basics of being a Christian to get started. The book for the kids were different from the adult, which was more complicated, so when I reviewed to her the book, I myself was a bit confused, so my mom helped me. Before long, my dad, who belongs to the pastoral care ministry in our church (the ministry that visits hospitals to do the healing and exorcism and stuff), has already prayed for the woman's father. In the end, we offered them a ride home because their driver was on a day off and we got to know their family better. It was fun and you get the blessed, happy feeling in the end that maked you want to hop around with joy (or is it only me who get that reaction?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go, I've got a sweet 16 party to attend to tomorrow at Bellevue Hotel and I have to attend the morning service at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mmfgf.org/images/fnp4_s.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113967342060041487?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113967342060041487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113967342060041487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113967342060041487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113967342060041487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/02/metro-manila-franklin-graham-festival.html' title='Metro Manila Franklin Graham Festival'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113845994317019849</id><published>2006-01-28T17:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T17:59:04.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/sexci_babee/Others/thccbfb350.png" align="left"&gt;I've been wanting to change this blog's look for like, forever. But due to circumstances, it remains to the same. Finally, last night, I've started creting my next layout. I've already started making the graphics, which took a really long time because before I saved it, I suddenly think, "oh maybe I should've done this" or "maybe i should've added that" so I keep on remaking the same graphic a million times. Then when I was done I thought, "maybe this autumn-themed template is not a good idea." I'm too fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I started my new layout, I've searched the net for the best designed sites made by professional webdesigners and I think &lt;a href="http://www.ribic.org/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is really awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113845994317019849?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113845994317019849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113845994317019849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113845994317019849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113845994317019849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/sexci_babee/Others/th_thccbfb350.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113835513195094695</id><published>2006-01-27T12:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:45:32.033+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Giving Day</title><content type='html'>It's card giving today and most of my grades went up, except for two. I hate Chem and Trigo, especially Chem. That Cabaluna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I'm top 5 in my class! Woot! 1st and 2nd quarter, I was always top 8, and now I finally rose! The best has just begun. This really is a year of suddenlies and things will get better and better, non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also the highest in PA (Practical Arts). I was almost the highest in SS, but Faith got it. We both got 93, but she was higher in points. Example, she got 93.35 and I got 93.19, but I'm not really sure what my exact grade in SS is (points included), Sir never told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I strive hard and pray hard to get into the Top 10 is because me and my family always celebrate and I get the honor of picking which restaurant we would eat (and ofcourse I always pick the most expensieve, hehe). It's a family thing and I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really smart and I'm not saying that because I'm not the top 1 in my class or because I don't get a perfect score on all my exams, I'm saying that because it's the truth. Last year, it would be a miracle for me to ever get into the top 10. My only goal was to pass, kahit pasang awa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eversince I became closer to God and formally accepted Christ in my life, things turned for the better. They didn't suddenly get better, it was gradual, but you could really see the evidence, and it keeps on getting better. Look at me, from never reached the top 10, to top 8 and now top 5. You can just guess what's next. My grades are also getting better. Although there's the occasional falling grades from one or two subjects every quarter, the rest keeps on improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have one secret--God. He's the reason for all of this. With my own strength, I'm just a lazy student, but with him I can do anything. All these achievements are all for the glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had an old post before about my 5 weird habits and I would like to add another one. This may seem gross to some of you, but when other people like their fries with ketchup or just plain salt, I like mine dipped in Vanila ice cream. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113835513195094695?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113835513195094695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113835513195094695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113835513195094695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113835513195094695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/01/card-giving-day.html' title='Card Giving Day'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113799661915642173</id><published>2006-01-23T08:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T09:10:19.203+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/y297/HOlliCrOmBiE9/?action=view&amp;current=zwras.gif" align="left"&gt;We were required to go to school yesterday (Sunday) for the procession and a mass for Sto Nino. I'm sure I've mentioned it before in my earlier posts. I did not go, and went to my own church instead. Anyway, I have an excuse letter to show so they can't give me any demerits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went shopping yesterday with my mom. We bought two shoes, a top and my prom dress! How does my dress look like? Secret, it's a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my dress at X, it's a store beside 50th avenue and Topshop at Alabang Town Center. They recorded what school I go to, to make sure that I'm the only one at prom who has that dress. Cool, huh? I know it's still too early to shop for a dress, but my mom and I really liked it so we bought it, because someone else might buy it next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113799661915642173?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113799661915642173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113799661915642173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113799661915642173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113799661915642173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/01/shopaholic.html' title='Shopaholic'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113775779854345623</id><published>2006-01-20T13:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:29:03.290+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cheering Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/FoolOnTheHill42/HPNarniaIcon.gif" align="left"&gt;We had our batch cheering competition today and... the seniors one. :( At first I felt really bad about it, but when I reached home and told my kuya all about it, he said that it was okay because the Seniors are already graduating so the championship would just serve as a consolation prize. Well, I guess that's okay. I myself would surely miss High School when I get to 4th year, which is quite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca King was one of our judges. When I told kuya about this, he said that she got kicked out of our school because of failing grades. She was also his batchmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I study in a Catholic school, they celebrate this Sto. Nino thingy so our school rented some carousels and a cheap horror train-thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode on the horror thingy with Precious and Marryl. At first, there was nothing except this mask hanging on a wall. But later on, ghosts or monsters or masked men started appearing.  They would even climb on the kart or train-thing, but they were always on one side. Since I brought a cartolina with me (it was our posters for our food fest tom), silly me thought that wacking the "ghosts" would be a funny idea. I did so and he wagged his finger at me as if saying, "Don't do that. That's bad." Wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the entire third year batch would be having their food festival tomorrow. That means I have to go to school--on a Saturday. Aside from that, there's also a procession thing and mass for Sto Nino on Sunday at school. I'm not Catholic and we have our own mass, so I don't want to go. The problem is, our horrible prefect might give demerits, even with an excuse letter. Heck, they even gave our entire section 5 demerits because some boys messed up our attendance sheet. I'm the last girl in our class so my name is on the very bottom and all the boys's names are on top and I still got 5 demerits. Usually, this threats are empty, but a while ago I've been hearing that the demerits were true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the funny icons are back again. I've noticed that I haven't posted any cool pics for so long now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113775779854345623?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113775779854345623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113775779854345623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113775779854345623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113775779854345623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/01/our-cheering-competition.html' title='Our Cheering Competition'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113767494128056956</id><published>2006-01-19T15:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:54:59.516+03:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Weird Habits of Mine</title><content type='html'>Tagged from &lt;a href="http://edlgarcia.blogspot.com/2006/01/5-wierd-habits-of-mine-meme.html#comments"&gt;Edgar's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever I write my name, I always place a star on the end.&lt;br /&gt;2. Whenever I fold a paper bill, I always fold it on the exact same way. I've been doing this for years and has become a habit.&lt;br /&gt;3. I use smilies whenever I can, especially in YM. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;4. I give my closest friends nicknames like Han-han, Mikapika and Preshy-chan.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm so unique-obssesed that I unconsiously hate boho and pearl earrings because everyone is wearing them. I swear it's too &lt;i&gt;uso&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know it's not that interesting, but if you get to know me better, I swear I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I pass the baton to &lt;a href="http://ninedreams.net"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jungwha.ninedreams.net"&gt;Eryka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://xoxlouise.blogspot.com/"&gt;louise&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://alrenz.lemonale.com/"&gt;Alrenz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113767494128056956?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113767494128056956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113767494128056956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113767494128056956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113767494128056956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/01/5-weird-habits-of-mine.html' title='5 Weird Habits of Mine'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113759200971835685</id><published>2006-01-18T15:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:54:24.910+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for too long</title><content type='html'>Our computer is finally completely fixed and it's better than before because it has a bigger hard drive and... I don't know what else, basta my dad said its beter than before. The bad news is, all my past files are completely wiped out so I have to start everything from scratch--including all my cool graphics, web designs, websites, mp3s and other important files. All of our cool programs like Dreamweaver, Corel and other graphic editors has been reinstalled again and fully working. I've been dying to update this blog's template since Christmas break, but our comp was still half fixed then and all our coolest programs wouldn't work too. I couldn't even use YM. I just logged in today after...  10 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be starting this blog's next design after our exams. I have to practice using Flash too. I guess I'll have to cancel my malling with Hanyeo after exams. It's no big deal. I've been going to ATC every single day last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I haven't blog for so long, I guess a short update is needed. Well, last Sunday I watched the Chronicles of Narnia. It's astig! Last, last week, I made a bank account at BPI. It's where I'll be getting my allowance from now on. That's one of the reasons why I keep on droppin' by at ATC; there are many ATMs there. Another reason is I always accompany friends who are going to ATC. I've been spending too much because of frequent trips to the mall. Why do I &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; find something to buy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... what else happened to me? Oh yeah, it was Rico Blacnco's MTV homecoming today. There was a concert, but all of my friends wanted to go home. Our dismissal time for today was 6 pm because of the concert, but Rico Blanco/Rivermaya started playing at exactly 6. I didn't even finish listening to their first song. Now I really believe that all my friends are too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, my bro is bugging me. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113759200971835685?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113759200971835685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113759200971835685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113759200971835685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113759200971835685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2006/01/away-for-too-long.html' title='Away for too long'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113566368345180536</id><published>2005-12-27T08:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T09:08:03.463+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish Elisha is back</title><content type='html'>Wish granted and i'm back again my blogger friends! Our computer fell in a terrible coma and it took so long for my dad to fully cure it. Right now, it's still recuperating and not yet fully healed, but well enough for me to be able to surf the net. I'm just glad our computer is still alive and breathing, although barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how's the holidays? Mine was fairly well, though it would've been better had I not caught a terrible sickness myself just like our dear old computer. I had what you call, tonsilitis. I have know idea where I got it (although my mom says i got it from eating lots of chocolate without drinking water, oops), all I know is that I woke up one day feeling horrible and there's this terrrible pain in my throat. It was hell! I could hardly eat because every time I gulp, the pain is &lt;i&gt;torture&lt;/i&gt;. I had fever too and that sickness didn't even want to leave. Heck, it even stayed during Christmas. We were supposed to join our family reunion at Pampanga and celebrate Christmas there, but we stayed at home instead because I was sick. Sniff... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm well now. I just got 100% healed today and hopefully, I'll be welcoming the New Year, sickness-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad I'm back. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113566368345180536?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113566368345180536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113566368345180536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113566368345180536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113566368345180536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-wish-elisha-is-back.html' title='I wish Elisha is back'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113342632118634828</id><published>2005-12-01T11:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:56:39.483+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Waddup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/96/41/20051469/20088913043310m.jpg" align="left"&gt;Last Sunday, I went shopping at Penshoppe so I now have a brand new outfit fo oaur Christmas party at school! I am loving Penshoppe more and more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are done and as for my performance... no comment. Bad, bad Elisha; playing computer games the day before the exmas. Tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fay congratulated me a while ago for getting 75 on my Trigo. I was like, "75?!" It was waaaay lower than what I expected, even if I didn't study that much. I was expecting at least a line of eight. Well yes, it was a passing mark, but only a point less and I have already failed. Then she replied, "At least you got 75, the rest of your classmates got 73. Someone even got a 65 (meaning zero). Sigh... well better luck next time. I've learned my lesson, study &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of our lessons thoroughly, even those I thought I already knew. I had a mental block about one of our lessons because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poring Dolls are cute.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113342632118634828?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113342632118634828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113342632118634828' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113342632118634828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113342632118634828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/12/waddup.html' title='Waddup!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113291593571467032</id><published>2005-11-25T12:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T14:10:04.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How to love our enemies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/thosewhothrowobjectsatthecrocs.bmp" align="left"&gt;We know that the Bible tells us to love our enemies and admit it, it's not easy. How can you love someone you despise with every fiber of your being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But I say to you, &lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who despitefully use you and persecute you   Mat 5:44  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have news for you. The original Greek translation of the word "love" there is ag-ap-ah'-o and not agape (affection or benevolence). This agapeo means, to love in a social or moral sense or for short, &lt;b&gt;be civil&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm telling you this is because I want to post this article here and I find it very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wishing our enemies good fortune &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Ruby Bayan-Gagelonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wishing our enemies good fortune – it doesn't sound logical. But if we think about why our enemies are our enemies, it's easy to figure out that if they were in a better place, we would have less of them in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are examples of enemies that supply us with our daily dose of grief, and how wishing them well would be the best for us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Envious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our neighbors, co-workers, and acquaintances who come close to coveting everything we own. They're not necessarily under-privileged, they just have this compulsion to look over the fence and believe that the grass is always greener at our side. They become our enemies when they bad-mouth us, undermine our efforts to succeed, or literally get in the way of our paths to achieving our personal goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our natural reaction is tit-for-tat: to equally bad-mouth them, undermine their efforts to succeed, and get in the way of their reaching their goals. The vicious cycle feeds the "we're enemies" atmosphere, and counter productivity prevails all around and all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An option worth considering is the "good wishes strategy." If we wish these envious folks something to be proud of, like a promotion, a lottery win, or success in their personal endeavors, they will realize that they are better off than we are, which will make them friendly towards us, the "less" fortunate. If we can help them become more successful, we not only make new friends, we also help improve the quality of life around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Intruder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our own versions of the intruder stereotype in our lives. These could be our in-laws, ex-spouses, step-relatives, nosy neighbors, and fair-weather friends. They enjoy meddling in your affairs, throwing us off our game plan, distracting us from our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the natural reaction to contradict, reject, and wage war on these intruders, how about praying for all good things to happen to them? Not in a million years? Well, consider this: if your in-laws found a good retirement community in Miami, if your ex finally hooked up with her long-lost soul mate, if your mean step-son found a high-paying job in Alaska, if your nosy neighbors and fair-weather friends became rich and successful enough to move to the big city, wouldn't your life be more peaceful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Angry-Because-It's-Half-Empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that we should stay away from loud, aggressive, and negative-minded people because they ruin our day, dampen our spirits, and skew our perspectives with their constant "life-sucks-the-sky-is-falling-we'll-never-make-it" attitude. They are the natural enemies of our health and happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We meet these people everyday: the reckless driver, the hotheaded screaming boss, the nasty goons down the block, and the vicious malicious stranger, acquaintance, or customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to raise an argument, scream a fit, or swing a fist. But that would only put us in the same grief and misery they're in. So, how do we wish them well? By walking away and secretly wishing that they see the folly of their ways, that they run into loving partners and meaningful jobs, and that they find themselves in countless experiences that prove to them that life isn't all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about it, we wish ourselves, our friends and loved ones all the good things in life so that we can all be happy. If we wish the same good things to our enemies, they, too, can be happy, and either find their own distant paths or walk with us as our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes perfect sense to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.suite101.com/article.cfm/3599/111678&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113291593571467032?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113291593571467032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113291593571467032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113291593571467032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113291593571467032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-to-love-our-enemies.html' title='How to love our enemies'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/th_thosewhothrowobjectsatthecrocs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113197723405275589</id><published>2005-11-14T16:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T17:09:59.893+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, today, today</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v155/ethonica/funnyfaces.gif" align="left"&gt;Today I was excited to go to school. I wasn't even late! In fact, I was five minutes early and my classmates were very surprised. I wanted to go to school because of the following reasons: 1) There's the WNCAA at Cuneta Astodome and I know a large number of my classmates would go there. 2) they said we could already turn on the aircons!! Yay! Yay! ... &lt;b&gt;crap&lt;/b&gt;. Crap because when I entered our classroom and tried to open our freaking aircons, I found out na and mga aircon na un ay puro mga walang kwentang... DISPLAY! Grabe proud ako. Second week na kaming may aircon, aircon na FYEO (For Your Eyes Only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang onti pa nang tao, less than expected. Mga eleven lang naman. Pero infairness, masaya. Masaya na in the sense na maayos kami dahil walang magulo and for the first time, nakinig ako sa teachers namin the &lt;b&gt;entire&lt;/b&gt; day! Although I had a bit of a hard time in chem because my mind keeps on shutting down whenever it hears the familiar drawl of Cabaluna, but I managed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of free time. As in, the teacher would just give us the lesson, then free time na. Me and my friends tried our best not to get bored to the length of playing SOS on our math notebooks, split bato-bato pick and even... Dr. Quack-quack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertisement:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://texchotyx.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://texchotyx.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; ^_^&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113197723405275589?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113197723405275589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113197723405275589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113197723405275589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113197723405275589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-today-today.html' title='Today, today, today'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113169085815168162</id><published>2005-11-11T09:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T09:42:19.820+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible, horrible</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v678/Janer/?" align="left"&gt;We just had a webdesign contest at school and it was horrible! I was so unprepared. I only knew when the contest was the day before and that time, I didn't even know the date. And it gets worse, because on the day of the contest, they moved the time earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried contacting my dad to bring our Dreamweaver and Corel CD to school because those are the only programs I'm comfortable using and there's no way I'm creating a site using Notepad, especially in a competition. My dad just delivered it when there's only one hour left before the end of the contest and we still had to install it. Gosh! When the time ended, I was just able to finish the design, but it still wasn't perfect and I had no content. So it was all rushed for me. T__T Horrible, horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know it's my fault, if I was only more responsible... blahblahblah. Save me the nag, it's bad enough I feel so depressed and yes, yes, I learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113169085815168162?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113169085815168162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113169085815168162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113169085815168162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113169085815168162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/11/horrible-horrible.html' title='Horrible, horrible'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113022966766494931</id><published>2005-10-25T11:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T11:41:07.670+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Flash!</title><content type='html'>I now know how to use Flash! I mean, i now know how to &lt;b&gt;properly&lt;/b&gt; use Macromedia Flash. It's real easy and simple too. Now it follows everything I say, unlike before when the end result of my animation is far from what I've really imagined it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, during Dasayawit and Sir Esteban presented an animation. Remember the morphing letters there? I can already do that! As for the other graphics, I suppose I can too. They're just lots of complicated shapes anyway and I can already turn a circle into a square into a triangle then to the word, "ELISHA".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash is so fun. Flash is so cool. Flash is so fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I joined the webdesign contest and on-the-spot painting contest at school for the upcoming PA Month. I'm also thinking of joining the hardware contest where you just need to assemble a computer. My dad says it's just easy and real simple. It's like a puzzle. If it doesn't fit, don't force it. If it fits, then good. And all you need is two kinds screw drivers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113022966766494931?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113022966766494931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113022966766494931' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113022966766494931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113022966766494931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/10/super-flash.html' title='Super Flash!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-113004560868244870</id><published>2005-10-23T08:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T08:35:50.750+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You want God for a Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/carrottop_3000/thReeses-Jesus.jpg" align="left"&gt;Needing a friend? God makes a great friend. He really does! When you become His friend, you possess the most valuable thing in the universe—the loyalty of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man who had this was David, and many generations were blessed as a result. There were times when God was inclined to judge the people because of their sinfulness, but then He would remember His covenant with David and relent. God basically said to the people, “The only reason you’re being blessed right now is because of my loyalty to David.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God honored His loyalty to Abraham in the same way. God told successive generations that He would be with them and bless them specifically because He was maintaining His loyalty to His friend, Abraham. The point here is, when God is loyal to you, He gives you as spiritual inheritance in every successive generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s one story in particular about Abraham that demonstrates God’s unusual loyalty to His friends. It actually happened at a time when his name was Abram. Abram was afraid that the king of the land, Abimelech, would see how beautiful his wife was and kill him in order to marry her. So Abram told his wife, Sarai, that she should clain to be his sister in order to preserve his life, which Sarai agreed to do. When Abimelech laid eyes on her and heard she was Abram’s sister, he immediately took her into his house and began preparations to bring her into his harem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God came to Abimilech in a dream and said, “You’re a dead man—you’ve taken another man’s wife into your house.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abimilech replies, “Lord, is it Your practice to go around killing entire nations of righteous people? I haven’t so much as touched the woman.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, “You’re dead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abimelech immediately remonstrated, “But Lord, he told me she was his sister, and she herself said the same thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, “You’re dead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abimilech came back, “Lord, I did this in total integrity and with innocent hands!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes I know,” cam the answer. “But the man’s a prophet. So restore his wife to him, or you shall surely die, along with all who are yours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I’m thinking, “Lord, aren’t You being a little hard on Abimelech? I mean, Abram is the one who has blown it here. Abram is the one who has lied and cowered in fear. Abimilech is the good guy in the story. SO why did You come down so hard on Abimelech?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine the Lord’s answer, “Because Abram is my friend. I know him, and he knows Me. I always stick by My friends.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was loyal to Abram even when Abram was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is the kind of loyalty that flows in God’s heart, then I want Him to be loyal to me, too. Because I need a God who will be my Friend even when I make foolish mistakes (which is often enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the God who has won my loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*From the book, "LOYALTY" by Bob Sorge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-113004560868244870?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/113004560868244870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=113004560868244870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113004560868244870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/113004560868244870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-want-god-for-friend.html' title='You want God for a Friend!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112970747602067527</id><published>2005-10-19T10:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T10:37:56.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v611/dragonspwan15/kittydance.gif" align="left"&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2005/05/30/business/burger.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article online and I find it really interesting. Thanks to it, I finally thought of an idea for my thesis and it will about Filipino companies that have managed to beat foreign corporations. I have a secret agenda for it and that is to increase our nationalistic pride which I feel we greatly lack. We have too much colonial mentality in our culture and I'm here to prove that we're as good, if not better, than other countries particularly America. Ooh, I feel so modest. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relieved that I finally found a thesis topic that is decent enough. I once submitted a topic titled, "The Amazing Letter E" with the thesis statement, "The letter is the most widely-used letter in the English alphabet." It's the only topic I had that came close to our English teacher's requirement and also the stupidest idea I had ever thought of. It sounds as boring as Ms. Cabaluna, the most boring teacher ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112970747602067527?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112970747602067527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112970747602067527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112970747602067527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112970747602067527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-found-this-article-online-and-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112954051585964950</id><published>2005-10-17T11:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:28:00.906+03:00</updated><title type='text'>-__-</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/snapedance.gif" align="left"&gt;I actually have lots of things to blog about, but I'm just not in the mood. Which is actually bad because I have loads to talk about like our swimming/outing last Saturday where me and my new friends, Vanessa, Steph and Abby where swimming from 11 pm to 6 am non-stop or my dad's birthday or the many blog templates I have that only needs coding because the graphics are done but i'm too lazy to code or the fact that i have already finished book 4 of Harry Potter and is currently reading the 5th book or when I visited my super rich granddad who eats at Figaro everyday for breakfast or some other expensive restaurant/cafe or how i'm suddenly feeling so far away from my friends including Hanyeo, Mika and Valerie or about one of our soccer coach being hospitalized and our soccer training moved from M-W-F to T-TH.     Whew! That was one long sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with these pics. I have so much, I'll never run out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/harrywhatareyou.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/harrypotterdracoinstantmessage.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/attackingthedarknesswtf.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/hppigsfly.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/50thingsicantdo.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/love.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/malfoycrap.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/maraudersmap.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/nobatmobile.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/rongoawayharry.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/pmsandawand.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/ronandhermione.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/wellbehaved.gif"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/wwsd.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112954051585964950?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112954051585964950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112954051585964950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112954051585964950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112954051585964950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='-__-'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112860357475730511</id><published>2005-10-06T15:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:40:20.260+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anybody know how to enroll at Hogwarts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/webring/img/content/web/webmaster_seal.gif" align="left" alt="I'm part of the HP webmaster community! Cool!"&gt;If I could have three wishes, I would wish for a laptop, lots of money that can fill a truck and to&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/hersheybarsnape.gif" align="right"&gt; study at Hogwarts and be at the exact same year and house as Harry Potter--seriously. In fact, if Hogwarts is only real, I would be willing to do &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/hermione.gif" align="right"&gt;whatever it takes just to be a student there. And if I do get to be a Hogwarts student, I would be the weirdest witch at Hogwarts, even weirder than Luna Lovegood, in wizarding standards because I would be the most muggle-like witch there. Parchments and quills are impractical, there's a reason why notebooks and pens were invented, you know. If only gadgets are allowed in Hogwarts, I would have brought my cellphone too and the laptop I wished for, but according to &lt;i&gt;Hogwarts, A History&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;img src="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/webring/img/content/photos/HP4_1003_Dumbledore_450.jpg" align="right"&gt;these muggle machines do not work at Hogwarts, or at least that's what Hermione says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably wondering what's with the Harry Potter talk. Well these past few days, aside from studying for our Quarter Exams, I was also reading book 4 of Harry &lt;img src="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/webring/img/content/photos/HP4_Weasleys_0030_450.jpg" align="left"&gt;Potter. It actually started this Saturday and before I know it, I can hardly put the book down. Sadly, I also still don't have the 6th book, &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/i&gt;. Actually, I already own a copy, it's just not yet in my hands. My aunt in the stated bought me a copy, but she can only send it along with the balikbayan full of Christmas gifts from her which will probably be sent here around October or November. Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this conversation with a friend before which slightly annoyed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: I heard someone's going to die at book 6.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't tell me who.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: It's Dumbledore.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Waah!! T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y111/B3phoenix/Icons/Harry%20Potter/fearthewrath.gif" align="left"&gt;I'm not sure if Dumbledore will really die, but it would have been much better if I've learned it while reading the book. Now the suspense is totally gone. Please, please, don't tell me any spoilers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/webring/img/content/photos/HP4D-0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/webring/img/content/photos/HP4_Hermione_0013_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/webring/img/content/photos/HP4_Ron_0012_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112860357475730511?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112860357475730511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112860357475730511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112860357475730511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112860357475730511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/10/does-anybody-know-how-to-enroll-at.html' title='Does anybody know how to enroll at Hogwarts?'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112575609015620604</id><published>2005-09-03T18:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T18:28:59.133+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Text-athon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/socialoutkastpunk/cool%20pics/spiderman.jpg" align="left" width="250" height="175"&gt;For all of you who are Globe cellular users, I'm sure you have heard of the unlimited text promo where you can text 'till you drop for one whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today, I decided to give it a try. Determined to make the most out of this opportunity, I began texting almost everyone in my phone book. Soon enough, they stopped replying to me, either they ran out of load, too busy or they got too annoyed of me. I couldn't blame them, I text them even the most useless things like, "Hello. How are you? I feel like eating chocolate. CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE" Isn't it obvious that I'm bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of those whom I have annoyed, sorry for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112575609015620604?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112575609015620604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112575609015620604' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112575609015620604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112575609015620604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/09/text-athon.html' title='Text-athon'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112566155151592930</id><published>2005-09-02T15:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T19:26:53.346+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret of Good Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/your_gay08/icons/bubbles.gif" align="left" alt="stupid fucking bubbles"&gt;One word. Yep, the secret for good blogging lies in this one, single word. It's forbidden and at the same time quite common. I'm sure you've heard it a million times. It have been thrown around all the time, people don't even notice it's secret power anymore. This word, this one, single world, is probably the secret ingredient of all the greatest bloggers world wide. And this world is (pardon my language) &lt;b&gt;fuck&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently checked put some of my favorite, award-winning blogs and I can't help but notice their constant swearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh for &lt;b&gt;FUCK&lt;/b&gt;'S SAKE spare me the bullshit, really, the photo was quite clearly taken with a fucking cameraphone!"&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;a href="http://joshuaink.com/"&gt;Joshuaink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kitta: Bob sent me a magic 8 ball and I'm asking it all sorts of questions, it's so much easier than thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Kitta: Should I go make dinner?&lt;br /&gt;8 ball: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Phobia: Ask your 8 ball if I should go and buy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Kitta: Should Phobia go buy dinner?&lt;br /&gt;8 ball: How should I know?&lt;br /&gt;Kitta: Well, you are a mother &lt;b&gt;fuck&lt;/b&gt;ing 8 ball.&lt;br /&gt;8 ball: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Kitta: Don't take that tone of voice with me young 8 ball!&lt;br /&gt;8 ball: I'm cool with that.&lt;br /&gt;Phobia: OMG, that 8 ball is pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Kitta: Go to your room.&lt;br /&gt;8 ball: No way!"&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;a href="http://kitta.net/"&gt;Kitta.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THIS KID IS A &lt;b&gt;FUCK&lt;/b&gt;ING GENIUS."&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;a href="http://dooce.com/"&gt;Dooce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's fucking all, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit&lt;/b&gt;: Wanna learn how to use this "F word"? Click &lt;a href="http://www.killsometime.com/humor/humor.asp?humor=FWord"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112566155151592930?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112566155151592930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112566155151592930' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112566155151592930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112566155151592930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/09/secret-of-good-blogging.html' title='The Secret of Good Blogging'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/your_gay08/icons/th_bubbles.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112550071864487943</id><published>2005-08-31T18:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:52:58.033+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/your_gay08/icons/7c61d3dcf91dd9ad4de9889140aba34e168.gif" align="left"&gt;We got a new mouse! Yay! So I no longer need to click the right button to left click something, I can just click any button I want because the right and left buttons are always left click. T_T I really miss our old mouse. Atleast I could still right click then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112550071864487943?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112550071864487943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112550071864487943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112550071864487943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112550071864487943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/08/squeak.html' title='Squeak!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/your_gay08/icons/th_7c61d3dcf91dd9ad4de9889140aba34e168.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112506912176065654</id><published>2005-08-26T16:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:17:26.976+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/carrottop_3000/thgodkillsb.jpg" align="left"&gt;Before, our mouse was broken. It takes a million clicks for me to actually click something. Then one day, something odd happened.  Our mouse was working, but it was jumbled up. The left click is the right click and the right click is the left click. I never got used to it. I just place my index finger on the left button so I'll stop right-clicking eveything with my left click. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not important. What's important is, I love my grades! They were higher than expected. I'm also top 8 in my section, just as Hanyeo is also top 8 in her section. What a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from my grades, I also L-O-V-E this day. The sun has finally shined on my life this week after all the rain. Well, it's about time. I really love Fridays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some new pics. Look at the animated .gif in my last post. That one's my favorite. I think it's the funniest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;a href="http://ninedreams.net/"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;: Thanks for trying to cheer me up! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112506912176065654?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112506912176065654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112506912176065654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112506912176065654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112506912176065654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/08/post-of-week.html' title='Post of the Week'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-112496073590153231</id><published>2005-08-25T12:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:15:03.063+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post where the non-related picture is more interesting than the post itself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v155/ethonica/thering.gif" align="left" alt="The Ring!!"&gt;Alas! I'm online again. I was so busy this past couple of weeks. It's either I have soccer training, I need to catch up on some sleep or I'm just too stressed out that all I want to do is watch TV and eat. Besides, I could do with some extra weight. Anyway, I'm back and I'm as happy as ever (I had been so bummed these past few days). I knew missing that soccer training would do me good. I don't like soccer that much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently looking for a picture that is oh so fresh for my blog's next template. When I checked out &lt;a href="http://dooce.com"&gt;dooce.com&lt;/a&gt; again and I saw that it has a brand new look, I knew I really really have to update this blog's template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's up with my life? One word: horrible. I am totally immune to the happy power of chocolate. Now I have a harder time trying to cheer myself up. I'm having a head ache. I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I finally finished making a flash animation! Though it did not go as well as I wanted it to, it's tolerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112496073590153231?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112496073590153231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112496073590153231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112496073590153231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112496073590153231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-post-where-non-related-picture.html' title='Another post where the non-related picture is more interesting than the post itself.'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112409032999048860</id><published>2005-08-15T11:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T11:27:09.906+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework SOS</title><content type='html'>Most of my classmates were not paying attention during computer class. I admit, even I am guilty of it. All I could think about was the new book Hannah let me borrow, "Bergdorf Blondes." For our punishment, our prof gave us a homework he has never taught us before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming help: Does anyone know how to turn the following output into Quick Basic codes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54321&lt;br /&gt;5432&lt;br /&gt;543&lt;br /&gt;54&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more to this than meets the eye so it's not only print, print, print. Sir even said we would need a programmer's help for this. I asked help from Sir Esteban, but he couldn't help me because he is a webdesigner, not a programmer. I also &lt;a href="http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/viewtopic.php?page=1&amp;t=9517956" target="_blank"&gt;asked help&lt;/a&gt; from the Computers and Technology board at Gaia online, but the only reply I got was, "Usually I wouldn't help with something this trivial. But think 'divide and round'." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide and round&lt;br /&gt;Divide and round&lt;br /&gt;Divide and round&lt;br /&gt;Hm...&lt;br /&gt;Still don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112409032999048860?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112409032999048860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112409032999048860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112409032999048860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112409032999048860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/08/homework-sos.html' title='Homework SOS'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112322360703774714</id><published>2005-08-05T10:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T10:33:27.046+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomen Nasai! (My sincerest apology)</title><content type='html'>I am so so sorry for not updating this blog of mine for &lt;b&gt;ages&lt;/b&gt;. Our final exams kept me busy and yesterday, after our test, all I wanted to do was sleep. Besides, I ran out of internet cards. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate quarter exams, but I'm not thinking about that. I have soccer training later and we're "supposed" to have airconditioned rooms next sem. Yay! And it's Friday today! No classes tomorrow! Wee!! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112322360703774714?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112322360703774714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112322360703774714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112322360703774714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112322360703774714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/08/gomen-nasai-my-sincerest-apology.html' title='Gomen Nasai! (My sincerest apology)'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112227734482045134</id><published>2005-07-25T11:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T11:42:24.826+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got Flash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/siteplaatjes3/kaoani166.gif" align="left"&gt;I got Flash! I got Flash! I got Macromedia Flash! Whoopee! Woohoo! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112227734482045134?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112227734482045134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112227734482045134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112227734482045134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112227734482045134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-got-flash.html' title='I got Flash!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112213084649223502</id><published>2005-07-23T18:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:45:11.140+04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Awesome Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v155/ethonica/74.gif" alt="So happy! ^^" align="left"&gt;Yesterday, I found out that sir Esteban, my PA (computer class) teacher from last year, wants me to join an international webdesigning competition. Wow. He says he's going to teach me how to use Macromedia Flash for that. But, I should first join the ACES club or the computer club. That means, I have to leave Art Club, but that's fine with me. Eversince I discovered &lt;a href="http://templatechallenge.com/"&gt;templatechallenge.com&lt;/a&gt;, I have always wanted to learn Flash and now I can, plus I now have a good enough reason for my dad to by me that program even if he still doesn't like Flash. Wee!! I'm so happy! ^__^ I guess I have to use the computer more now because Sir also said that I have to practice hard coding and not always rely on Dreamweaver. I also need to research on lots of Flash tutorials; other contestants might be using Flash for years while I'm just starting to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all. When I went to the Writer's Clinic or the Newsletter Ministry at New Life, only me, kuya Jeremiah and ate Risa came. Ate Risa is our adviser and kuya Jay was already the leader of so many ministries so they made &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; the head! Wow, big time na agad ako! ^__________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These blessings from God all came at the right time because that day was the deadline of the submission for the Poster Making Contest and just like every time I am joining such contests, I always feel insecure. But all of these has assured me that I am indeed talented and special in my own unique way so there is nothing for me to be worried about and besides, Christ is with me all the time so there is nothing for me to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ate &lt;a href="http://ninedreams.net/"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;: I was with &lt;a href="http://thecandidme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alrenz&lt;/a&gt; then when I talked to Sir Esteban and we both suggested you for that too, but he said you're already a 4th year so you would be graduating and the contest would still be at around May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112213084649223502?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112213084649223502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112213084649223502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112213084649223502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112213084649223502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-awesome-day.html' title='One Awesome Day'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-112184051166298558</id><published>2005-07-20T09:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T18:58:14.880+04:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>I currently filled in my calendar for July and boy was I shocked. I knew I was busy, but I had no idea I was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; busy. Almost every box has something written on it and when I have a deadline, it is most likely placed at the tightest corner. Like today (Wednesday), I have a deadline for the article on the JG Newsletter at New Life and I haven't even started. Why? I only found out Saturday night. My Sunday is always fully booked because of church and other family stuffs. Monday to Tuesday, we have our Long Test. And now, I haven't started making my article. Heck, I even have &lt;b&gt;no idea&lt;/b&gt; what to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more is that I'm totally stressed. I really miss my 2nd year. Back then, though I also have lots of things going on with school, soccer, my websites, blogs and everything, I was still able to breath. Yes, even if I had to visit over 20 blogs per day. But now, I feel like I'm suffocating. I can't even surf the net as much as I used to. Then I still have to worry about my drawing for the poster making contest at art club. The deadline is on Friday and I feel like it sucks. I don't evfen know if I can finish it on Thursday since I have to pass it already the nest day and I'm not sure if I can continue it today. Maybe if I finish my article early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on our last soccer training, ate Tesay talked about how busy senior life is and how she regretted taking her 3rd year life because back then, she was still able to breath. I just looked at her, horrified. You have got to be kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed. Usually, I can still handle no matter how much pressure my life is showering me, but now I'm not so sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually recharge my energy during Saturdays. School, homeworks and projects can punch me, kick me or slap me five days straight, but my Saturday is solely mine. That's why I always don't have homework during Monday morning because no matter what happens, I don't open my school books during the weekend. Then comes the Dasayawit and we have to practice every Saturday. Then last Saturday, after our Dasayawit, I had to go out. So now I missed three of my precious Saturdays and I'm already burning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school is a merciless venom that poisons you slowly, but surely until you turn into super stressed, flesh-eating zombies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112184051166298558?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112184051166298558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112184051166298558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112184051166298558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112184051166298558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/07/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112135305231784920</id><published>2005-07-14T16:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:00:56.700+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dasayawit</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/gif1.gif" align="left"&gt;Today, we were supposed to have our Dasayawit practice up to 9 pm, but we only had it until 8. Whew! I believe our section could win in the Dasayawit, but I admit I still have some traces of doubt. But then, in my old section last year, even though we just crammed all the steps at the last minute, we still won 3rd place. So I guess, you could say there is still hope for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I found this awesome place at ATC! There's a shop that sells load of funky accesories, then there's another one with lots of cute hair accesories. I even found them selling some Emily Strange stuffs! Finally, it's hard to gain Emily Strange items in the Philippines, unless you're allowed to order online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112135305231784920?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112135305231784920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112135305231784920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112135305231784920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112135305231784920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/07/dasayawit.html' title='Dasayawit'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-112073292871813482</id><published>2005-07-07T12:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T14:49:56.546+04:00</updated><title type='text'>This can't be happening!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/2.gif" alt="WAAAH!! T_T" align="left"&gt;I was so late for my Geometry exam that I was asked to take the Form B. Then yesterday during soccer training, one of my teammates told me it was already done! I failed my Geom exam! I'm 65! NOOO!! &gt;_&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Is there such thing as Form C?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112073292871813482?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112073292871813482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112073292871813482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112073292871813482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112073292871813482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-cant-be-happening.html' title='This can&apos;t be happening!!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-112013987973415483</id><published>2005-06-30T17:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:07:29.550+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halo-Halo</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;pinaghalo-halong topics in one post!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.emilykittycatclothing.com/AAAemily/buyorDIE/DarkNightOut/kittyhoody.jpg" align="left" title="love this sweater"&gt;I'm getting lots of positive feedbacks about my latest layout for my site. Thanks guys! But I'm not yet finish with it--yet. I'm spotting lots of gramatical errors and according to my self-titled section, "Elisha," there is supposed to be a shoutboard in my homepage when there is none. Oh and the black book section is still under construction too. I still have to work on a few stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to most of you, I had my birthday last Sunday, June 26. Surprise! I'm 15 now, but I'm not sure if I want to be 15. I feel like I wasn't able to do anything important when I was 14, either for me or for others, but looking back, I see countless good deeds that I have a feeling has changed--even saved the life of some. Hmm... well I guess I'm ready to be 15 afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had soccer practice and it was raining cats and dogs. Wee!! It was so fun! I love playing soccer under the rain and I know I've mentioned this before on my other posts about soccer, but I still want to say it, I have improved a great deal! ^_^ I think it was my happiest soccer training yet. Not only because of the rain, my performance and reuniting again with my teammates, but also because some folks from the boys varsity also joined us. Wala lang, na-miss ko lang yung iba, kahit hindi ko sila kinakausap ever. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being under the rain and playing soccer, I still went to the mid-week service at New Life. It was aircon there, but I'm still alive. No colds. No fever. Just an aching foot when someone stepped on me with her soccer shoes on. Ow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have training again and I can't wait! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, in regards with some of your comments on my last post, do you have any nominees for my next crush? Ang konti kasi ng cute sa mundo!  As of now I have two nominees, one is super mayabang and he was my classmate when I was a freshmam so he reminds me of my firstyear life, a year I don't want to remember. The other one... aside from his looks and his height, I can't think of what else is good about him. Super tahimik=super boring. Any other suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-112013987973415483?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/112013987973415483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=112013987973415483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112013987973415483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/112013987973415483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/06/halo-halo.html' title='Halo-Halo'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111967228106155515</id><published>2005-06-25T08:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T08:09:02.223+04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://destined.to/ethonica"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v155/ethonica/ethonica.jpg" align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah! I'm done! I'm done! Finally, I have a new layout for my personal site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it &lt;a href="http://destined.to/ethonica"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111967228106155515?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111967228106155515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111967228106155515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111967228106155515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111967228106155515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-layout.html' title='New Layout!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111960926200196923</id><published>2005-06-24T14:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T14:43:52.960+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.kao-ani.com/assets/blog/moca.gif" align="left"&gt;Why is it always like this? Whenever I receive good news, bad news comes along and is even much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my old crush from New Life as an example. I was so surprised when I saw him at school. Halos lumutang ako sa kasiyahan--until I found out he was a first year. Ickle Firstie! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received a bad news that will affect me for my entire third year life: my locker. When I found out they are going to finally give us our lockers, I was so glad. Finally! No more heavy books, aching shoulder and cramped desks. I guess you could say, it was one of my most awaited moments during the first month of school. I was even so excited to decorate my locker. I was even determined to make it better than last year.  Then today, the evil hand of fate gave me something I just don't want to accept: the worst locker I had ever had. It was located at the very bottom,  so I have to kneel down whenever I need to get something. So much hassle! I always get the topmost locker so I'm not used with this one. And it was even dirty inside. I think it was one of the lockers where people placed the frogs we dissected last year. Then I couldn't even hardly fit my lock! I thought, "Oh no you don't!  Damn locker, you're already bad enough; I'm going to fit this lock even if it takes me the entire day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really stuck with it. I was trying to find someone who is willing to exchange lockers then I found out that Sir Caballero would take away our lockers if he learns that I exchanged. So I'm stuck with this locker, but am I really expected to use it? No. So I'm going to share lockers with either Hanyeo or Mika or both and just use my locker to store my soccer stuffs. Hmm... not a bad idea. Whew! Problem solved! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111960926200196923?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111960926200196923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111960926200196923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111960926200196923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111960926200196923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-to-bad.html' title='Good to Bad'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111908224819924116</id><published>2005-06-18T11:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:10:48.206+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag and I'm It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Total volume of music on my computer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.73 GB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The last CD I bought:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't buy CDs, I just ask my brother to burn 'em. Thanks kuya! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song playing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norah Jones-Don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five songs I listen to a lot or mean a lot to me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pwede b kahit ung wla kmi? di n nag-ddownlaod ng songs si kuya)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Kitchie Nadal - Same Ground &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Parokya ni Edgar - First Day Funk&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Rivermaya - Liwanag&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Rivermaya - You'll Be Safe Here&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Jennifer Love Hewitt - Cool With You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 persons to whom I’ll be passing the baton:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Presh&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Alrenz&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Louise&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Mikapika&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Kricks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111908224819924116?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111908224819924116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111908224819924116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111908224819924116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111908224819924116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/06/tag-and-im-it.html' title='Tag and I&apos;m It!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111907487155759232</id><published>2005-06-18T09:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:14:44.096+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/siteplaatjes3/kaoani162.gif" align="left"&gt;Sorry for not being online for so long--again. I blame it on technical problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am section 35 (Entrep). At first I didn't like my section, but now I do. I met new friends and I like all of my teachers, well almost. My Chemistry teacher is sooo boring. She makes want to scream, "Where is Ms. Sison?!!" Ms. Sison btw, is my old science teacher from last year and she's the coolest sci. teacher I ever had. She was also the one who started the "Stargirl" nickname for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my hatest teacher of all is my trigonometry teacher. No. I don't hate him because he teaches trigo. I hate him because he is just horrible. He has this weird accent and such a soft voice, I simply cannot understand him. Plus, he has this favoritism with a guy from our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't mention to anyone about this post. Forget you even read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only dislike a couple of teachers. The rest, I love. Like Sir Dayuta for example. He's my adviser and SS teacher. When we were discussing about our course outline, he made SS look so exciting with interesting discussions and debates. Now that's what I love about a teacher, someone who can show a certain subject in a brand new and more exciting light. Plus, we are allowed to comb our hair, eat and even use our cellphones, but only on his class. I know what you're thinking, "It's so unfair!" I know, especially since cellphones are now banned in school and being caught with one already leads to suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... what else have happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to attend our orientation because I woke up at 10 am, when it starts at 8. And I am still continuing my record for being late on the first day of school since I was first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also discovered that my crush from New Life is now my schoolmate. I was so happy then, but my happiness bubble suddenly burst when I learned that he is a freshman. Sigh.... I hope Sol won't mind if we now both have a crush on that Daniel guy until I find a better crush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's all for now. I'm already itching to write another post about something I just discovered last night with my lovable brother and I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; post it tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111907487155759232?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111907487155759232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111907487155759232' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111907487155759232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111907487155759232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-quick-update.html' title='Just a quick update.'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111778828366960057</id><published>2005-06-03T12:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:44:43.723+04:00</updated><title type='text'>So</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/7664b5cd.gif" align="left"&gt;Waah!! I missed our last summer soccer training! T_T Is this the end of the world? (OA) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there will still be soccer practices&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/siteplaatjes3/football.gif" align="right"&gt; during school days, but I will miss some of the folks there whom I won't normally meet during after-school training. This is our last week and I wasn't able to attend a single practice from it even if I really want to. Like on Monday, I went to school but no one was there. It turned out, it was moved to Tuesday and I did not know. All I know is, we have training every M-W-F only. Wednesday was the 1st of June so maybe did not allow me to leave because she says, training is already over since it's already June. That afternoon, I YMed Faye, a fellow soccer varsity, and she said that there &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; still training and we would have another one on Friday (today). Today, something mysterious happened to my alarm that made me wake up at 11 am whereas soccer training ends at 10. Maybe my alarm did not ring or maybe it did and I did not hear it, but that never happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. What is done is done. At least now my old complexion is returning, but not yet completely. So there &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; something to be happy about, but when I remember the list of sections that are to be posted today, the dark clouds return. Now I'll have to wait for the orientation before I know what my section is. Plus, I feel like I've let down all the people who are relying on me to find out their sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/siteplaatjes3/b_tuku.gif" align="left"&gt;Damn. I need some serious mood boosters, good thing I'm easy to cheer up and I know exactly what makes me happy: cute stuffs and chocolate! Check out &lt;a href="http://www.sanrio.com/main/calendar/2005/june.gif"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; super cute Hello Kitty calendar and &lt;a href="http://www.barunson.co.kr/character/print/Letter.asp?CHARNO=16"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; adorable note pads! Now if you'll excuse me, I know I hid some chocolates here somewhere....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111778828366960057?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111778828366960057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111778828366960057' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111778828366960057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111778828366960057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/06/so.html' title='So'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111754693283615528</id><published>2005-05-31T16:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T17:48:45.116+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang aking pinakamalaking problema</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/misc091.gif" align="left"&gt;...ay wala akong maisip na i-post sa blog na ito. Ano ba namang buhay 'toh?! Matagal pa ba ang pasukan? The only thing that's keeping me happy is the internet and the cute new pens I just bought. I should've bought dozens of these pens to make me happier. What am I saying? I can't believe my happiness relies on this freakin' pens! Get me out of this boring summer vacation NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111754693283615528?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111754693283615528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111754693283615528' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111754693283615528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111754693283615528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/ang-aking-pinakamalaking-problema.html' title='Ang aking pinakamalaking problema'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111745952555416385</id><published>2005-05-30T17:19:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T20:35:20.360+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: How to Annoy Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defile the sacred and holy Oreo by eating it all at once, you insensitive, uncivilized cad. You must first remove one of the crunchy chocolate sides by slowly twisting the cookie in half. Then you lick the virgin white filling until it has been completely removed using your teeth only when necessary and even then very delicately so as not to scar the tender inner cookie. And then, THEN you may eat each chocolate half one at a time. Slowly. This is the only way to honor the Oreo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com/archives/how_to_annoy_me/04_21_2005.html"&gt;Dooce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I thought I was already weird.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened to the traditional twist, lick and dunk ritual?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111745952555416385?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111745952555416385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111745952555416385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111745952555416385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111745952555416385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/freaky.html' title='Freaky'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111719716026390316</id><published>2005-05-27T15:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T17:15:05.080+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/3.gif" align="left"&gt;Today I had soccer practice. After that I went to Faye's house again. Her room is so neat and tidy. I just cleaned my room last night and this morning, it was a mess again. Such is the power of Elisha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111719716026390316?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111719716026390316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111719716026390316' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111719716026390316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111719716026390316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/cant-think-of-title.html' title='Can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111657488641442142</id><published>2005-05-20T11:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T12:51:54.853+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm at Faye's House!</title><content type='html'>Just as the title says. We went to a computer shop after soccer practice. Then after that, we headed to her house. I'm helping her RP (role play) in Gaia. She's a total RP addict. While answering some quizzes at blogthings.com. I got so many quiz results, I'll just post a few of them here. Just look down, down below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Gaia with Faye made me see Gaia in a brand new light. It seems more fun now. I learned that the best forum is the writers forum. It's the only forum where I can find threads that are interesting enough. Astig talaga mga writers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised here are the quiz results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An Apple Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/apple-tree.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quiet and shy at times, but you have lots of charm and appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite attractive: your pleasant attitude, flirtatious smile, and adventurous spirit draw people in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and loyal in love, you want to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a faithful and tender partner - who is generous in sharing your many talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love children, and you need an affectionate partner.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/celtichoroscopes/"&gt;What is Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/natural.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.&lt;br /&gt;You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!&lt;br /&gt;People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Snarky Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/snarky-blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You've got a razor sharp wit that bloggers are secretly scared of.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why they read your posts as often as they can!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/bloggerquiz.html"&gt;What kind of blogger are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=400 bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;153&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/eqquiz/index.php"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111657488641442142?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111657488641442142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111657488641442142' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111657488641442142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111657488641442142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-at-fayes-house.html' title='I&apos;m at Faye&apos;s House!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111643492251576871</id><published>2005-05-18T19:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T16:24:18.750+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blahblah</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/1.gif" align="left"&gt;Blooog!!! *glomps blog* I miss the internet so much! My sincerest apology for not being online for I think 2 weeks. Our computer got broken. We've abused it too much, but it's alive now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have commented on Presh's blog, my Friday the 13th came 3 days late. So my dreaded date is Monday the 16th. Soccer practice was a nightmare! I caught a cold (who gets colds during the summer?) and it was the first day of our extension practice. It was optional and I was surprised with how few we are. Ako na yata and pinakabano. During the drills, we were learning how to goallee kick and I only did it properly once. I swear I would never be a goallee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ok lang, nakabawi ako the next practice (today). This time, pinagdasal ko talaga and (thank God!) my prayers were answered! I always love futsal Wednesdays. (Futsal=indoor soccer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my day just gets better and better! My horoscope is even more exact than ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The news you've been waiting for is due to arrive, and it's going to be exactly what you've been hoping for. Don't even try to hide your excitement. Pretend you're a little kid and let loose.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The news" is actually better than I hoped for. I hope all goes well and stays as good or even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the field in school is grassy now. I've never seen it so green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this through ate &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=slycat_blaze"&gt;Cam&lt;/a&gt;'s xanga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: June 26&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 26th day of the month (8 energy) modifies your life by increasing your capability to function and succeed in the business world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this environment you have the skills to work very well with others thanks to the 2 and 6 energies combining in this date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a marked increase in organizational, managerial, and administrative abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are efficient and handle money very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're ambitious and energetic, while generally remaining cooperative and adaptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are conscientious and not afraid of responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally sociable and diplomatic, you tend to use persuasion rather than force. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wonderful combination of being good at both the broad strokes and the fine detail; good at starting and continuing. This birthday is practical and realistic, often seeking material satisfaction.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elisha says:&lt;/b&gt; After reading the first sentence of this, I immediately said, "Thank God!" I've always wanted to be very succesful in the corporate world someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111643492251576871?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111643492251576871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111643492251576871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111643492251576871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111643492251576871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/blahblah.html' title='Blahblah'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111518757793935430</id><published>2005-05-04T10:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T10:41:56.273+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boppity Bop Beepity Bip</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/203/"&gt;Take Which High School Stereotype Are You? today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/"&gt;Personality Test Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're someone special.  There is no one else quite like you.  You are your own rainbow.  And you're damn proud of the fact.  Your socks may or may not match.  You may or may not be aware of whether they do or not.  You pretty much do your own thing.  Occasionally you may like to behave in a totally outrageous way just because you can.  You probably have all sorts of bizzare information stored in your head and will impart it at random just for the fun of peoples' reactions.  Pressed to explain you you're peers would say "they're......different."  You take this as the highest compliment.  Friends invite you to their parties because you are never dull, but they rarely call you, invite you over, or just "hang out."  A true origional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elisha says:&lt;/b&gt; I'm so colorful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/siteplaatjes3/blobmoon.gif" align="left"&gt;I'm feeling a bit lazy to type. I think I still haven't recovered from that loooong post before this so forgive me if I type in fragements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had futsal. Did well. I think it's because of my practice N-zo at the camp. *^_^* Did not fall. First time. Yawn....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111518757793935430?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111518757793935430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111518757793935430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111518757793935430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111518757793935430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/boppity-bop-beepity-bip.html' title='Boppity Bop Beepity Bip'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111510773802987824</id><published>2005-05-03T12:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:55:44.466+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WARNING: This is a loooong post--seriously.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://freefilehosting.net/file.cfm?id=78D73B57-CF1F-D571-A6318F3A1AF21264" align="left"&gt;Youth Camp was so much fun, I don't even regret missing a couple of soccer practices and the last few episodes of Full House. Btw, can anyone tell me what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They divided us into 12 tribes , according to the 12 tribes of Israel. My tribe is Naphtali and our colour is purple. Just like in Survivor, they gave us bandanas that is color coded to our tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where we had our camp was called Rizal Re-creation Center. It was so far, three-hour bus ride. Because it was a re-creational center, you can do anything, play basketball, croquet, volleyball, bowling, boxing, billiards, even soccer! They have a soccer field that is not as big as our field in school but way more greener. Guess what, I was even able to play soccer with my new crush! *^_^* &lt;img src="http://freefilehosting.net/file.cfm?id=78C6CE52-CF1F-D571-A1396B30542AACE2" align="right"&gt;I just met him at the camp. I hope he attends Jesus Generation every Saturday since I don't see him at the 5 pm service on Sundays, which is the one I always attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://freefilehosting.net/file.cfm?id=78D6936E-CF1F-D571-AE469D621F98AE5B" align="left"&gt;Comparing to the place where we had a retreat at our school, I'd say that the bedroom in Capuchin is better than in RRC, but other than that, I like RRC more. I mean, what place could be better than a place where you can play soccer? They also have a pool there and how I found the pool was also very memorable. Oh yeah, they're food is also great. I always take 2 desserts (dessert is my favorite part of the meal), kuya takes at least 5. Takaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't get to choose our tribe mates, they just group us with people they don't think we're close too so we can meet new people. Kaiku, a schoolmate, was also there. Our bunk beds were even beside each other and we're both on the top bunk. But my two closest friends there are Wynona and Jomarlyn. At first I thought Jomarlyn was a snob, but she was really the exact opposite. Wynona was our tribe's "little baby girl" being the youngest girl among us. That nickname, little baby girl, was first used by ate Micah. She gave me a nick too, OC or obssesive compulsive or being so overly-neat that you can not resist the urge to clean up any mess that befalls your sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm not that neat. Heck, my brother has to threaten me before I clean up at home. During the first day, I had the messiest bed. So messy that when I climb up my bed, I have no where to sit. So around the second day, I decided to clean up and I've kept my stuffs neat after that. That's why she calls me OC. I didn't even know I was OC at first so when they said, "OC, you start the prayer." We were all silent there for a long while because no one was praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, there is praise and worship except for the 4th day when we were going home so we just had 2 services on the 3rd day. The praise and worship on the 1st day was the one where we were most hyped up. On the 2nd day, there wasn't too much jumping around. I think it's because we had the Eagle's Challenge that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Eagle's Challenge, there are 11 stations and on every station, there is a different challenge. When you fail on a challenge, three of your members will be bound. There's one station called "Electric Fence." There is a net (the fence) and we have to move our tribe one by one by passing through a hole in the net without touching the fence. For every time you touch, you get a warning. Three warnings and you already failed the challenge. The only way to pass through the net is by being carried by your team mates. It was fun! Our tribe is one of the two tribes who was able to cross all of their members through the electric fence. The other tribe was Yellow (my fave colour and a memorable tribe), but they have lots of young kids with them. No wonder they could easily pass through the fence. Our tribe has lots of big people in it. I think Kuya Yan is even as big as James Park or bigger and we have to carry him. Actually, the girls are not included. It's boy to boy and girl to girl. No girl can be carried by a boy and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another station, we stand around in a circle and one person pass a plastic ball to the person next to her and so on until all the balls have been passed on and on and back to the first person. If one of us drops a ball, we fail. While we were practicing, plastic balls drops and bounces everywhere. We never get to do it perfectly so the marshall just made us pass the ball. No more throwing. No more catching. It was just passing by hand and yet, one of our tribemates let the ball slip through his hand. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the show, Survivor, we also get to eat yucky stuffs. Yucky stuffs like 3-day old goats milk, ampalaya and ampalaya juice (mm... yummy). It is also in this station where our flag got captured. Whoever gets to capture a flag gets merits and the tribe who loses one, gets demerits. Kuya Yan tried to get it back, but he slipped and his arm hit a tree--hard. I saw his arm and it was very red, though there is no blood. He got bandaged afterwards and we won the challenge for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also lots of animals there. Upon getting down the bus, we were at once greeted by 3 cute doggies. They also have a monkey with a first and last name: Kamu Kako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting lazy typing all of this. I think it's too long already, but I must tell them in order for me to remember in the future. Someone also tried to cut herself. During the praise and worship, she couldn't say, "Jesus, you're my Lord and Saviour." So she finally gave up, went to their cabin and cut herself. Good thing the service was only short that her tribe mates found her before things could get worse. Some of my tribe mates got scared after that. None of us slept alone that night. We all went to someone else's bed. I carried my bed down and placed it beside Winona's bed which was on the floor and the three of us, including Jomarlyn, slept there. I think we slpet at around 2 am because we kept on chatting. We were the noisiest and most fun bunch because we kept on laughing until the time we slept. That morning, Pastor Andrew said something about her forgetting drink her medicine. There's no use hiding it, we all new anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, we had the water challenge where we played games that can get us soaked wet. But even if you did manage to stay dry, you still have no escape because after that, everyone just started throwing water baloons and soaking each other like crazy. It was so fun! The unluckiest ones were the popular ones like the son of Gary Valenciano, Gab. Everyone kept on soaking him even though he was starting to get pissed. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss camp. Even though we were only top 8, at least we got the most merits because we're always early for the services. But even with all the merits, we're number 8. Kuya was laughing at me because his tribe was top 4. Hmph! They lost lots of challenges on the Eagle's Challenge that all of them were bound. Some were tied in their hands and feet, others were blinded so they were like, "Nasan na ba tayo? Nasa station na ba tayo?" And the others were just jumping around. Hop, hop. Croak, croak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my tribe mates, my new friends and someone that I thought his name was N-20. Lol! Parang robot. I'll make sure I don't miss anymore Jesus Gen or Gen Ups. And you can bet I will still be joining next year's camp. I heard it's going to be on a resort that can fit 500 people and it's on Quezon which my dad says is farther than Rizal so it might be a 4-hour ride now. I think they might also make it longer now, maybe one week instead of four days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long post. I'm trying to squeeze four happy days into a single post. A lot can happen in four days. There's still even more, but I think this is enough. If you do, miraculously, manage to read it all until here, then you must really adore me. Joke! Thanks for putting some effort in reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111510773802987824?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111510773802987824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111510773802987824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111510773802987824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111510773802987824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/05/youth-camp.html' title='Youth Camp'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111449274190707336</id><published>2005-04-26T08:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T10:50:19.810+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/siteplaatjes3/nyu.gif" align="left"&gt;Tomorrow, I will be going to the youth camp of our church and I half-heartedly want to stay. The camp will last until Saturday, that means I will be missing two soccer practices. And on our next practice, we will be playing futsal. No fair! I want to play futsal too! I'm also dying to try the new fake I've learned, the &lt;b&gt;shimmy&lt;/b&gt;. It looks so fun, now if I can only use it on a game.... Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just in case your wondering why you haven't seen me online in YM for so long, it's because someone uninstalled our YM. I tried downloading it again, but the file name always end up with a .jpg. Kuya said he'll take care of downloading it while I just finish his stupid website, but he still haven't downloaded it. SO I figured maybe it's because the browser I'm using is Netscape so I switched to Explorer and now our Yahoo Messenger is working perfectly fine and I've got the latest version to boot! (Our old YM came from the prehistoric age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the camp and all, I guess this will be my last post for this week. Wish me luck and au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt; Naninibago ako sa bago kong YM. I think this will take some getting used to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111449274190707336?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111449274190707336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111449274190707336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111449274190707336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111449274190707336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111440200957353550</id><published>2005-04-25T07:02:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:35:12.103+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full House... again</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/full11.gif" align="left"&gt;I recently searched for "full house koreanovela" in Yahoo and found my blog on number 3 and 14. And when you search "full house koreanovela blog," I'm at number 1 and 2! Ooh! So I'm talking about Full House again! I don't get to watch all of the episodes because soccer practices are early, I have to wake up and sleep early too. So there's nothing much to blog about Full House other than Luigi is still as cute as ever and Justin is better off as a monk. As for Jessie's&lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/full09.gif" align="right"&gt; straight hair... no comment. I don't like it or hate it or anything, but I think she looks more fun with the curly hair, still the straight hair is not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://myfullhouse.net.ms/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site. It's very informative and it's also where I got the dolls. &lt;a href="http://stairwaytoheavengma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s another useful site/blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some lyrics from the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 Bears&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/Lorraine%20and%20Luigi.jpg" align="right" alt="Hoy Lorraine! Get your hands of my Luigi! Can't you see that he doesn't like you?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pano kaya si Goldilocks?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Tatlong Bear sa loob ng isang Bahay, Si Papa Bear, Si Mama Bear, Si Baby Bear. Si Papa Bear ay Malakas, Si Mama Bear ay Maganda, Si Baby Bear ay Napakaliksi, Tignan nyo, Tignan nyo, ang saya nila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fallin'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Janno Gibbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our little conversations&lt;br /&gt;are turning into little sweet sensations&lt;br /&gt;and they're only getting sweeter everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our friendly get togethers&lt;br /&gt;are turning into visions of forever&lt;br /&gt;if i just believe this foolish heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't pretend &lt;br /&gt;that i'm just a friend&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'm thinkin' maybe we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus: &lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/full08.gif" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm fallin', fallin' in love with you&lt;br /&gt;and i don't, i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid you'd turn away&lt;br /&gt;but i'll say it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coda:&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm fallin... for you&lt;br /&gt;i'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever we're together&lt;br /&gt;wishing that goodbyes would turn to never&lt;br /&gt;'cause with you is where i've always wanna be&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm beside you&lt;br /&gt;all i really wanna do is hold you&lt;br /&gt;no one else but you has meant this much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't pretend(ooh...)&lt;br /&gt;that i'm just a friend(i'm just a friend...)&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'm thinkin' maybe we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus 2x &lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/Fashion%20Lui.jpg" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coda 2:&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm fallin'... for you&lt;br /&gt;i'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;i'm fallin', i'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;i'm fallin', i'm fallin for you&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know what to do, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;i'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lee Bo Ram&lt;/b&gt; (Opening Song) &lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/full06.gif" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Cheoeum Geu Jari-e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geudae jigeum naegaseum-e deuleowa sarangeul malhago issjyo&lt;br /&gt;Kkumi anigireul naneun gidohaebwayo&lt;br /&gt;Naemami jakku geudaeran saram nohji malrago haneyo&lt;br /&gt;yokshimeul naeramyeo babo gateun maleul haneyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uyeonhi dagaon geudae sarangi waenji nachseolji anhassjyo&lt;br /&gt;Hajiman yaksokdoen inyeoigie sarani doel jul molrassjyo&lt;br /&gt;jogeum humyeon geudae bonaeya haltende geureol jashini eobsjyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na holro issdeon geujarireul chaja ije dolagal ppuninde&lt;br /&gt;Dangyeonhan ilinde wae mami apeujyo&lt;br /&gt;geudae wonhadeon sarangeul chaja ije dolagal ppuninde&lt;br /&gt;haengbokhan geudaereul useumyeo bonaeya haltende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nae nuneul bomyeo sarangeul malhajyo seuchyeogan sarangijiman&lt;br /&gt;i sungan naneun neomu haengbokhaeyo machi kkumeul kun geos cheoreom&lt;br /&gt;ijeya alasseoyo cheoeumbuteo urin saranghaesseossdaneun geol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na holro issdeon geujarireul chaja ije dolagal ppuninde&lt;br /&gt;dangyeonhan ilinde wae mami apeujyo&lt;br /&gt;geudae wonhadeon sarangeul chaja ije dolagal ppuninde&lt;br /&gt;haengbokhan geudaereul useumyeo bonaeya haltende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naege sarangeul jumyeon andoenayo geudae jeongmal andoenayo&lt;br /&gt;ijeneun geudaereul itorok saranghaneunde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Think I (Love You)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/full04.gif" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Byul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geureolri eobsdago&lt;br /&gt;anilkkeorago miteossjyo~ um&lt;br /&gt;Naega geudae&lt;br /&gt;saranghandan imaldo andoejyo~ um&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwaenchan jiltuilkkeorago&lt;br /&gt;naega oeroungabodago&lt;br /&gt;Jashineul sokyeobwassjiman&lt;br /&gt;ije deoneun nan&lt;br /&gt;gamchulsuga eobsneungeolyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you&lt;br /&gt;Geureongabwayo&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Geudaeman eobseumyeon&lt;br /&gt;Nan amugeosdo moshago&lt;br /&gt;Jakku saeng-gaknago&lt;br /&gt;Ireongeol bomyeo amuraedo&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;br /&gt;Nan molrassjiman&lt;br /&gt;now I need you&lt;br /&gt;Eoneusaenga nae mam&lt;br /&gt;gipeungose aju&lt;br /&gt;keuge jarijapeun&lt;br /&gt;geudaeui moseupeul ijen boayo &lt;img src="http://www.outkazt.net/fh/images/full10.gif" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urin aneoulrindago&lt;br /&gt;chingu geuge ttak johdago um&lt;br /&gt;Hanabuteo yeolgae dodaeche mwo hangaerado&lt;br /&gt;majneunge eobsneunde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eotteohgesagwil suissnyago&lt;br /&gt;maldoandwaeneun yaegirago&lt;br /&gt;Malhamyeo dulreo daessjiman&lt;br /&gt;ijedeoneun nan&lt;br /&gt;geureogigashirheungeolyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wae molrassjyo geudaeraneungeol woo&lt;br /&gt;Wae mosbwassjyo baro apinde hoo ye&lt;br /&gt;Geu dongan ireohge baro naegyeote isseossneunde&lt;br /&gt;Wae ijeseoya&lt;br /&gt;sarangi boineungeoji hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3561/1024/fh4.3.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111440200957353550?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111440200957353550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111440200957353550' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111440200957353550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111440200957353550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/full-house-again.html' title='Full House... again'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111404917851339808</id><published>2005-04-21T05:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T07:18:29.653+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest update in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/tarepanda01.gif" align="left"&gt;I can't tell you much about today since it's just 9 am, my day is just starting. I'm waking up early even on days without soccer practice so that I could get used to that schedule. Yesterdays practice was satisfactory. The good news is I'm improving. The bad news is, during the game, someone pushed me and I fell hard. My body ached for the entire day. We played futsal or indoor soccer so I landed on hard concrete instead of a grassy field. Grassy? Correction, grassless field. Believe me, it's not easy to run and kick when your in pain, but I think I woke up today feeling fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have finally tried making my own smilies. Problem is, when I save them into .gif, the transparent space turns white so it's no longer transparent. I always get a hard time trying to create transparent pics. Oh an I found new sites where I could get cute animated gifs. I'm planning to place a cute pic on all of my post even if they don't have any connection with the subject of my post. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me like I need to make a new photobucket account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111404917851339808?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111404917851339808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111404917851339808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111404917851339808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111404917851339808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/latest-update-in-my-life.html' title='Latest update in my life'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111364569564015060</id><published>2005-04-16T13:02:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T07:15:08.353+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A breath of relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/misc113.gif"  align="left"&gt;Whew! I think I have finally cleared up the mess that is depriving me of my sleep. With enough rests, I guess I can now rock in soccer and not miss the ball when I'm supposed to kick it. I just hope he doesn't think it's because of the person he thinks I like. Oh and about soccer, I scored a goal! I was a defender at first, but the ones in the midfeild got so tired already so I had to exchange positions with them and be the one to attack the goal. And I scored! I scored! I never though I could do it being so deprived from sleep and all. But in the end, it was a draw. Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111364569564015060?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111364569564015060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111364569564015060' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111364569564015060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111364569564015060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/breath-of-relief.html' title='A breath of relief'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111347105850889892</id><published>2005-04-14T13:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:30:58.510+04:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMC News</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/dole22/Animated%20Anime/misc105.gif" alt="Abracadabra!" align="left"&gt;Currently in read only mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Files are being moved to the new server at the moment. New server being setup now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111347105850889892?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111347105850889892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111347105850889892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111347105850889892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111347105850889892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/mamc-news.html' title='MAMC News'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-111338566981014283</id><published>2005-04-13T13:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T19:16:47.260+04:00</updated><title type='text'>WAAAHH!!</title><content type='html'>Damnit! I don't know if I just suck or I just suck. I am the most useless member of our soccer team. Maybe it's really just part of my destiny to forever be a sore loser, but I know I could play better thatn that. I already did before. I guess I could blame it on my lack of sleep. No. I'm lying. I actually had no sleep at all. Being so used at sleeping at 5 am and I have to wake up at that time because soccer practice starts early, well what do you expect? Or maybe I could also blame it on not being able to attend soccer practices for such a long time, but I practice at home though. Instead of becoming better, I'm actually getting worse every practice, or maybe that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to make matters worse, I forgot to watch Full House last night. I only realized it while I was trying to force myself to sleep then suddenly I sat up straight and shouted, "Ah! I missed Full House!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111338566981014283?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111338566981014283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111338566981014283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111338566981014283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111338566981014283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/waaahh.html' title='WAAAHH!!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111331504608453316</id><published>2005-04-12T17:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:10:46.086+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look!</title><content type='html'>I got a new profile pic. I know I usually change my profile pic every now and then. But today, I'm making a big thing out of it because... I have nothing better to blog. For once in my summer life I get a day that's not eventful or should I say, a day that is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today just consists of waking up at around 1 pm, read, internet, read, tv, read, internet until now. Later on it will be read, write, read then sleep at 4 or 5 am. Tomorrow soccer practice, wake up at 6. So that's one hour of sleep, but don't worry I'm still alive. So all in all my summer consists of soccer every MWF (Monday, Wednesday and Friday), read, sleep, write and internet. How fun. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer is the only thing that keeps me alive. When will my art and jazz lessons start? I'm dying of boredom here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111331504608453316?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111331504608453316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111331504608453316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111331504608453316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111331504608453316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/look.html' title='Look!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111329556417050189</id><published>2005-04-12T12:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T12:47:04.843+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Search Words</title><content type='html'>This blog has been discovered by countless strangers all around the globe via search engines. Oddly enough, even the strangest search words finds itself linked here. Search words like "math tricks &amp; trivia," "results bar exams 2005-manila" and even "dingdong dantes." Hey, I'm no fan of that Dingdong guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, because of my last post about Full House, I get lots of visitors who stumble upon this blog by searching "full house+koreanovela" or "full house of gma7." But I'm not complaining, who doesn't want additional traffic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it is, in most of these searches, I find my blog on the first page. Woot! You know what that means? That means, my blog has awesome traffic. That's why I would like to thank all of my visitors escpecially the commentators who keep this blog alive. Above all, thanks to &lt;a href="http://ninedreams.net/"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jungwha.ninedreams.net/"&gt;Eryka&lt;/a&gt;. You guys are my most loyal commentators of all. You were also the first ones to shed some light on this otherwise dark and lonely blog that was once only occupied by me. I don't know what I'll do without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111329556417050189?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111329556417050189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111329556417050189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111329556417050189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111329556417050189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/search-words.html' title='Search Words'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111280706573725918</id><published>2005-04-06T21:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:16:42.953+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full House</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i18.ebayimg.com/03/i/03/39/2b/35_1_b.JPG" align="right"&gt;I just started my soccer summer training today. And I found out that some of my soccer team mates are watching Full House (Full House, as in the Koreanovela at GMA7) and there are even a lot of them! Even the girl whom I think is the toughest chick among all of us, ate Lancer, is watching it! Now that I know that others are doing it, I think I finally have the nerve to say that... I watch Full House too! Yuck, soap operas, I know. Cool ko, noh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.kbs.co.kr/cms/drama/full/images/cast_ymh.jpg" align="left"&gt;Well that's not all I'm going to reveal because I have found a new crush *^_^*! (Killua will be mad at me! Gomen nasai Killu!) *^_^* He is Luigi in Full House or Kim Sung Soo in real life. It's not that easy researching about him, being Korean and everything. I need Hanyeo &lt;img src="http://english.kbs.co.kr/ICSFiles/artimage/2004/09/20/c_e_spot/2_cast_03.jpg" align="right"&gt;by my side. I have however, found some basic facts about him! Lol! ^__^ I still don't understand why Jessie would pick Justin over Luigi. It must be because of his fame. Yeah well, there is power in being famous or, Jessie is just plain tactless. Oops, sorry. I understand this not the perfect time to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Full House is not really your typical "Ay, Polgoso!" type of soap opera or the corny, baduy type. I wouldn't even classify it as drama. In fact, it's actually very comedic. You'll know what I mean if you've watched it. It never fails to make me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111280706573725918?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111280706573725918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111280706573725918' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111280706573725918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111280706573725918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/04/full-house.html' title='Full House'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111216712560696785</id><published>2005-03-30T10:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:18:45.606+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh Starry!</title><content type='html'>I found this &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g2/stars.htm"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt; thanks to my friend, Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so kawaii! ^_^ I really want to have Flash MX now.&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://somniumtextor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dana&lt;/a&gt; says it's so fun and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also recommend &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/starry.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111216712560696785?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111216712560696785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111216712560696785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111216712560696785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111216712560696785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/ooh-starry.html' title='Ooh Starry!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111216623612032150</id><published>2005-03-30T09:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:00:23.326+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh Starry!</title><content type='html'>I found this &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g2/stars.htm"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt; thanks to my friend, Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so kawaii! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://somniumtextor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dana&lt;/a&gt; says it's so fun and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also recommend &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/starry.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111216623612032150?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111216623612032150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111216623612032150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111216623612032150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111216623612032150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/ooh-starry_30.html' title='Ooh Starry!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-111155841463497501</id><published>2005-03-23T06:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T13:44:09.246+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blagblagblag</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what to blog right now. My mind is just a crazy jumble. Here are the things in my head right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My brother's site - My brother asked me to make a website for his guild in RO. I'm &lt;br /&gt;supposed to use the "Hot Text" thing I've learned in our computer class on the graphics. Problem is, the fire picture tube mysteriously ran away. So now the graphics are a mess, a hideous mess. And I'm supposed to finish this freakin site today because RO servers are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My site's next template - The fire pic tube wasn't the only one missing. All the other cool pic tubes are gone. Including the watermelon one. And I was supposed to use that watermelon on one of the templates I'm thinking of using for my site's next template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Class outing - Next week, section 24 will be going to an outing at Nasugbu, Batangas. A friend, told me that in their class outing, her classmates drank beer. The only ones who did not drink was her and a friend. She said they were drank till noon and they have to watch over them because something might happen. I haven't heard everything though because of problems with communication, which leads me to number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Friends - My dad had to use the computer a lot of times yesterday for his work. Because of that, I wasn't able to IM as much as I would love to. Oh it was a mess. I asked my friend Mika to be online, she says she will around 6. Around 6, by dad needed to use the computer. Our cordless phone was not placed on it's base properly so it wasn't able to charge properly. I was never able to get a decent conversation with any of my friends because our phone kept on running out of battery. I was also running low in load so I couldn't text my friends so much. My friend Mika even thought that I was also mad at her because it's like I didn't want to talk to her. I'm not mad at you Mika, contacting you is just plain crazy. But my dad gave me load again last night and I made sure the our phone gets charged properly so I can finally call you and Hanyeo too! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can't think clearly right now. I slept very late last night because my brother kept on bugging me start his website. Soo excited. Then I have to wake up early because sometimes, I only get to blog in the morning then my kuya hogs the computer the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging as much right now. I think I'll just finish kuya's website, talk to my friends once and for all then catch up on some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111155841463497501?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111155841463497501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111155841463497501' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111155841463497501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111155841463497501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/blagblagblag.html' title='Blagblagblag'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111147781850222056</id><published>2005-03-22T10:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T10:50:18.503+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Life</title><content type='html'>Though my life is not as crazy at it was when there was classes, it still remains crazy nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a life where you have to manage 7 blogs, comment on over 20 other blogs, create a spiffy, new template for your site and make a website for your brother. And pretty soon, when your jazz and art lessons start, you'll have to add that up to your list too. Then you'll probably miss your friends so you have to instant message, call or text them. And you were planning to polish your writing finesse this summer, so when night time comes and everything is peaceful, you write, write, write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a happy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111147781850222056?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111147781850222056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111147781850222056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111147781850222056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111147781850222056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-crazy-life.html' title='My Crazy Life'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111140048764880748</id><published>2005-03-21T13:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:21:27.650+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Festival For Me!</title><content type='html'>Summer is turning into a blogging holiday for me because I have &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt; new blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is "&lt;a href="http://allelisha.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Hundred Percent Elisha&lt;/a&gt;" and it's full of all-out nonsense stupidity. But it's funny, or so my brother says. I haven't asked Mika though, if ever it's corny or not. Because for Mika, when it's corny, it's funny. I notice that whenever she say that something is corny, she's always laughing. I'm just having one problem with this blog: I have no idea what my next post is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next blog is, "&lt;a href="http://typingontheirown.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Fingers Type On Their Own&lt;/a&gt;." All junkie posts go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, my most favorite new blog of all... &lt;a href="http://thelovelifeofkevin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wishing For Love&lt;/a&gt;! Well it's not that good, but it's a blog that has a purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111140048764880748?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111140048764880748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111140048764880748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111140048764880748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111140048764880748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/blogging-festival-for-me.html' title='Blogging Festival For Me!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111107520700126076</id><published>2005-03-17T18:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:00:07.003+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh damn!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I was happily surfing the net--blogging to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh check out &lt;a href="http://somniumtextor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dana's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Very happy! The same goes to &lt;a href="http://www.atreatiseoninsanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one. It rox! But only two chaps are up, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, happily blogging while being in invisible mode so only my friend Dana knows I'm online. Then suddenly, out of the blue, my face itches. Not itch as in itch itch, but itch like dirt irritation itch that usually foretells zits. So I head to the bathroom and wash my face. Then I wonder, "I already placed so much of this stuff, but why isn't it bubbling?" Then I place some more, but proved to be futile. Finally, I checked the label--oh damn, body lotion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111107520700126076?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111107520700126076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111107520700126076' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111107520700126076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111107520700126076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-damn_111107520700126076.html' title='Oh damn!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111106455873307726</id><published>2005-03-17T15:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:02:38.736+03:00</updated><title type='text'>And so my cyber life crumbles....</title><content type='html'>Gosh. Only a week with hardly posting anything and going to only a very limited number of blogs and my cyber life disintegrates. So many blogs I haven't visited. Sites I need to go to. Blokes to instant message. A layout for my webbie that is begging to be coded. And, gah! I haven't visited &lt;a href="http://megatokyo.com"&gt;MegaTokyo&lt;/a&gt;! How many issues have I missed?! Don't tell me I need to read another hundred ish of MT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now. I now have plenty of time to do all these things. After all, it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111106455873307726?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111106455873307726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111106455873307726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111106455873307726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111106455873307726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-so-my-cyber-life-crumbles.html' title='And so my cyber life crumbles....'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-111105039695029330</id><published>2005-03-17T10:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T12:06:36.953+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy and Healthy Summer</title><content type='html'>This summer, I shall live from large doses of Rosy lessons (art and dance lessons where Rosy is my classmate), instant messaging, blogging and being online for as long as 7am. So people, sleep late or better yet, don't sleep at all. What a happy and healthy summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is officially the last day of school. Final exams are all done. Goodbyes have already been made. Hugs, given out to a hugfull of people. Everything is done--all done. ...Wait! Ahh!!! I'm not yet done! The pic where Killua and Gon are both eating watermelons, I still have them! And I'm not supposed to have them. I was supposed to give it to Joan since I just used it to decorate my locker. But I already cleared my locker today and I have Joan's favorite pic. WAAAH!!! T_T And she gave me a pin! A happy pin that says, "SOME CALL IT LAZINESS I CALL IT DEEP THOUGHT." Then I gave the rest of my Killua pics (except for the ones given to me by Mika and Joan and Joan's fave pic) to Mika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is it. This is my post for the last day of my best year in highschool. Sorry. My brain is currently not functioning well right now. I don't even know if I'm feeling sad about this goodbye day or happy now that I'm free. I think I just want to succumb to my secret blog now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111105039695029330?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111105039695029330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111105039695029330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111105039695029330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111105039695029330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-and-healthy-summer.html' title='A Happy and Healthy Summer'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111096050674696301</id><published>2005-03-16T10:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:02:19.580+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, alas! The weird one is in full blogging mode once again. Final exams stressed me out along with problems with friends and the probability that i might change schools. Waaahh!! NOOO!!! T_T But i'll stay. I'll stay. Lots of people will kill me if I switch schools and I have no plans of dying young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days without blogging and I now lost my talent for blogging unendlessly. Don't tell me I'm back with posting quiz results and copy and pasted articles again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... what's new? I added someone new to my links. Say hello to &lt;a href="http://gryffilion.blogspot.com"&gt;Will&lt;/a&gt; and his cat, &lt;a href="http://moecatsmemoirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moe&lt;/a&gt;. And I also changed "Links" to "LusciousLinks" which I kind of copied from kitta.net. Only, hers is "Liciouslinks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Will, he is now my latest YM friend. I was just able to chat with him a while ago. But it was only for a short while because it was 2 am at his place so he has to log off. I still can't believe that lots of people like my locker decorating tips and I was even thinking of taking it off on my site's next layout. I just reread a part of it and I almost wanted to vomit. I sound so corny and ewh! Maybe I'll just rewrite it again when I get the time. Which is probably very soon since tomorrow is the last day of school. But I'm cool with the no more classes thing. I've learned to "see the beauty of change." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that summer is just outside my doorstep, I remember that I'm going to have art and dance lessons and Rosy will be my classmate! I miss Rosy. I don't get to see her much now eversince she changed schools. But we still talk in the phone and IM each other. Then our class will also have a class outing at a beach overnight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now. It's almost 12 am and I just remembered it isn't summer yet and I still need to go to school tomorrow for our Reading Diagnostic Test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111096050674696301?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111096050674696301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111096050674696301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111096050674696301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111096050674696301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-alas-weird-one-is-in-full-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-111054054717337578</id><published>2005-03-11T13:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T13:32:53.783+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/y5/xoxlouise/section24/24rocks.jpg" title="24 ROX!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... is the last day of classes. Though I know I should be studying because the final exams is already next week, this day is just too important for me and I would like to record it in my blog while the memory is still fresh. This is perhaps, my saddest entry yet.... Even right now, I'm already crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, after texting quotes with my bud, Mika, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I had this heavy feeling in my chest that got heavier and heavier. Then I remembered my classmates. I remember how fun and noisy they can be and how much they sometimes annoy me. Then I remember that they can't annoy me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember my classroom buddies who never leave my side. Mika, whose hair never stops on changing and whom I can always count on when I need a laugh or someone to chat with or ask to draw manga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan, my fellow Cancerian and whose birthday is on the day after mine (June 27). This is the girl I will miss the most. I will still be hanging out with Mika during recess next year, but for her... I shall always bother to KIT (Keep In Touch) even if I have to email, text or YM her everyday. Basta, close friend na kita ibigsabihin, di na kita papakawalan forever, kahit di na tayo magiging classmates, schoolmates, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Inna, the person I always go home with. Also a fellow Cancer at sobrang kulit. She's also Entrep next year. Yay! *hugs Inna*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes Kevin, the math genius that is addicted to chain letters and making trivias that gets harder to solve. If ever you're reading this, just wanna let you know na if ever I am in need of a hat, I will still search the entire campus just to look for you and borrow your hat at para sayo, magpapakahirap pa rin akong sagutin ang mga trivia mo kahit gaano ka-hirap. Pero wag mo naman gawing super hirap. Maawa ka sakin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Valerie, my first ever classroom bud. I still remember the first day of school, she was my only friend in the entire class. Though we're not that close, she's still so kind to me. Reminds me of Monica. Waah! Monica! Miss na rin kita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had a farewell party exclusively for section 24 and some teachers only. Our party was actually scheduled for our Bio class, recess and Math, but it seems like it was a farewell party the entire day because our teachers would either just give us free time for us to take pics with our digicams (Now I wish I brought mine, but the battery was broker T_T), have a heart to heart talk with us, or all of the above. I think the only think academic we did today is our PA quarter exam (if that was our quarter exam, the what's the use of making a website?) and copying our pointers for Biology (i just xeroxed mine ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class is a musical class. Though there are some non-musical people (like me), some of us plays guitar (and brings them to school), loves to sing and are good at it. During our farewell party, those musical pips, sang a lot. Lol. I remember Patrick! He's now popular in our class because of his voice. And I remember during math class, because he's my seatmate, he keeps on singing and I keep on telling him to shut up because I can't hear our teacher discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, not everything can be perfect. While we were having our party, some stupid guy from a different section rang the fire alarm twice then ran to our classroom so we were blamed for his petty little trick. But all is cool and happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, it's not really goodbye. We still have our final exams, reading diagnostic test and loads of outings this summer. There has been talks about going to EK (Enchanted Kingdom, a theme park here in the Philipines), having a party at JJ's house (i'm not sure if i'm gonna come here, i heard that they will be drinking beer) and ofcourse, Mika's birthday party in PowerPlant! I still wish it was in ATC instead. PowerPlant is far and I still have art lessons in ATC. Mika said that we will eat in a Japanese restaurant. I'm kind of worried because you know Japanese food. They're raw. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! I'm no longer crying. I love blogging, helps me release all the stress. After this post, I'm going to place the phrase, "blogging for sanity" either in my profile or in my blog description. I'm sorry if this post is too long or too mushy or too corny or too junk. I also apologize for some bits of Filipino in this entry. This post is a bit personal and I just had to talk in a more comfortable way. Besides, at least it's not pure Filipino. My friend Mika said she's making a post right now in her blog and it's all in Japanese. Anyway, this is my blog, so I make the rules and I pick what entries to post. I'm feeling better now. Maybe now I can concentrate on studying. I love my second year life! I have a feeling it will be my most memorable year in my entire high school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xoxlouise.diaryland.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pic source&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111054054717337578?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111054054717337578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111054054717337578' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111054054717337578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111054054717337578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111027475186682165</id><published>2005-03-08T12:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T12:39:11.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Elisha!</title><content type='html'>When I went home today and reached our computer, I found this note on top of the keyboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisha,&lt;br /&gt;It's your final exam already next week. Please master your lesson/subject, Princess. So you will get high grades.&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya too, mom. But I promise I'll be quick. Besides, I wasn't able to do internet yesterday and I studied. Plus, lots of people are asking me to do favors for them and it requires the use of a PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, don't worry. After this post, I shall proceed to opening my Bio notebook and start memorizing the scientific names of common plants and animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111027475186682165?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111027475186682165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111027475186682165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111027475186682165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111027475186682165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/bad-elisha.html' title='Bad Elisha!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111009771336618877</id><published>2005-03-06T10:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T11:29:39.120+03:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMC</title><content type='html'>Ever notice how a shoutboard can be called so many other names like chatterbox, tagboard, taggy, cbox, etc? Well I've thought of a name to call my brand new shoutboard and it's... (drumroll please)... MAMC! Also known as M33p Amazing Messaging Contraption! So when I'm chatting at my shoutboard, all I would say is, "I was MAMCing all day. I finally got tired of it in the end." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get confused. Just remember the equation: &lt;br /&gt;MAMC=shoutboard &lt;br /&gt;MAMC=shoutboard &lt;br /&gt;MAMC=shoutboard &lt;br /&gt;MAMC=shoutboard &lt;br /&gt;MAMC=shoutboard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111009771336618877?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111009771336618877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111009771336618877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111009771336618877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111009771336618877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/mamc.html' title='MAMC'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-111001287755977397</id><published>2005-03-05T11:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T11:56:55.986+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate PSP!</title><content type='html'>I already have an idea for my site's next layout! Finally! I was just checking out the pics stored in my files when I stumbled upon one of the pics Kevin sent me. I remember telling him before that I might use it for my site's next layout. And when I saw it again, everything just snapped into place and I already know what my next layout will look like and what I'm gonna do about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already made my graphics--in Corel Photo-Paint. I was almost finished when I suddenly remembered I was supposed to use PSP instead of Corel. Then I started all over again, this time using PSP, but it did not go as well as the one with Corel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make a childish effect by writing in free hand and making it look it was written in crayon, but when I switched to PSP, the closest to the crayon effect that I could find was the airbrush and it was too harsh for a crayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'm done with my graphics--thanks to Corel. All I need now is to code it and maybe add a bit of javascripts. Then I'll just cross my fingers and hope that I am indeed exempted from our PA quarter exams and I don't need to make a site with graphics from PSP because I already have a site long before. I hate PSP! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-111001287755977397?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/111001287755977397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=111001287755977397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111001287755977397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/111001287755977397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hate-psp.html' title='I hate PSP!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110965196129428937</id><published>2005-03-01T07:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T11:02:15.393+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No title for you!</title><content type='html'>Blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;It's Muntinlupa Day.&lt;br /&gt;No classes.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;Boring will be a much better description.&lt;br /&gt;At least now I have time to search for cool sites where you can download psp brushes and other cool tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why before, when I don't need them, I find lots of psp tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I do, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still oblivious of what my site's next layout will be.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;I can't even make my book report like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Joan! Give me back my Chinese Cinderella!! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110965196129428937?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110965196129428937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110965196129428937' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110965196129428937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110965196129428937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-title-for-you.html' title='No title for you!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110958505186197978</id><published>2005-02-28T11:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:09:58.303+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk X The Aviator X Constantine X Dream House</title><content type='html'>I want to talk about so many things in today's post. That's why I'm using my favorite "X method" for the title. Anyway, I think I shall begin ranting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting this odd mood swings lately. It never happens to me before. I'd be all smiley one moment then suddenly feel so sad. It usually takes a lot for me to frown, but now, in such little cases I already feel somber. But it doesn't happen always, just in *some* cases. Then i'll just analyze why the heck am I feeling like this? Next thing I know, I blame myself for being so stupid and letting such small, futile things that before I thought was more obsolete, now bother me so much. Hm. Was this the first time I confessed my inner most feelings in this blog? I don't remember. My memory sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and last night, we watched The Aviator. All I can say is, Howard Hughes is crazy, neat freak, adventurous, aviation-maniac, milk-addict and great at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kuya already watched Constantine. He says its, "parang The Exorcist, pero mas malupit!" ["It's like The Exorcist, but much more wicked!"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I asked my bestfriend, Hanyeo, "If we live in one house, what do you wish our house will be like?" I suggested that it shall be a house made of cheese or chocolate or all the yummiest sweets in the world just like in Hansel and Gretel. But because Hanyeo was more sane than I am, she persuaded me to settle to a large mansion with 50 rooms, instead. We were thinking of all sorts of things to add, we were still not yet done dreaming even when the lunch bell rang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her room will have a veranda so she can go out and enjoy our garden. My room has a windowseat so I can stare at the starry sky without being frozen by the chilly night wind. And we shall have a BIG library. We no longer argued what books to place, simply "all the books in the world." Except the rare books which shall be kept in our hidden basement along with other "very important" treasures. We took a long time thinking about what to place in the entertainment room aside from a large, flat screen TV, surround sounds, VCD/DVD, playstation, playstation 2, Xbox, cuddly sofas with lots of throw pillows (for pillow fights), board games and lots more. We still don't have any idea where to place the billiard table. Even if we don't know how to play pool, we still want to add it for show off. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110958505186197978?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110958505186197978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110958505186197978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110958505186197978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110958505186197978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/junk-x-aviator-x-constantine-x-dream.html' title='Junk X The Aviator X Constantine X Dream House'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110938986378481391</id><published>2005-02-26T06:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T06:51:03.786+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Things to do to Stupid Neighbors by: Delta Burke</title><content type='html'>This little article is for everyone out there who has a next door neighbor who is, in your mind, the world's biggest asshole. I have neighbors that fit into this catergory perfectly. You know the ones, stereo up louder than hell in the middle of the night, water their lawn during a drought, etc... Well take heart, because I have just the answer for such idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Next time they go away on vacation, or even for just the weekend, call the utility company, Ma Bell(or whoever the phone co is.), and the cable company. Using their name(obviously), tell them to shut off the respective utilities, since your are going on a trip for about a month. Most of the time, they won't ask for any other info except for phone number. If they ask for anything else, just hangup quickly and forget it -- as it isnt too easy to explain why you dont know your own social security number. If all works well(and it usually does), they will come home to a fridge full of bad food, plus no heat or air conditioning and cable tv and phone. Pretty nice, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If they leave on vacation, and you are a hacker/phreak/BBS'er, here is your chance for free phone calls to everywhere! Simply go into their yard and locate their phone box. Using your lineman's phone(or a regular phone with alligator clips instead of a modular plug), find the active phone line inside the box. Run a shit load of wire back to your house, thru your window, etc... Install a modular plug on your end and plug it into your modem. Now make all the long distance calls you want. Don't worry, those of your with a heart, the neighbor's wont get billed for the calls after they call Ma Bell and claim that they didnt make them. Most of the time they will let you of the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) One night, after the neighborhood is asleep, sneak over into the target's yard. Proceed to turn on ONE faucet, so that water is gushing out all over the place. The value of this joke is that the target's water bill will be outrageous after about 3-4 nights of this, especially during drought season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you have the asshole neighbor who has the stereo on LOUD at all hours and the police won't do shit(what else is new), here is the solution. Sneak into the yard, and find the breakerbox. If the stereo is up this loud, they wont hear you in the yard. Locate the switch that matches the room that the stereo is in. Or the closest to. Flip the switch and run like hell back to the house. Or if you are more daring, sit in the bushes or something and watch them come out. Most of the time, it will take doing this 2-3 times before they turn down the stereo. But its worth it when you have to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do your neighbor's have a barking dog? If so, heres the solution. A) Call the pound repeatedly, using another neighbor's name and address, but your number. Call at least twice a night for about a week. The complaints will stack up, and the target's will most likely have to pay a healthy fine. B) Get a package of hot dogs and any kind of medicine that induces shitting, like exlax(you will have to melt it down). Pour the secret agent shit inducing substance on the hot dogs, then toss them over the fence to the dog. If it is a small dog, I suggest throwing one at a time as little dogs don't eat as much as big dogs. Spot or Fido or whatever the hell his name is will be shitting EVERYWHERE for days. Loads of fun for the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Kill their lawn. This can be achieved with any kind of poison, paint thinner, or even piss. Simply pour as much of the stuff as you can all over the lawn and wait a few days to a week. Lovely brown spots will start to show. Nice effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do they have a CB radio that interferes with your TV? Use the old standby. When they are not home, sneak over and shove large straight pins into the coaxial cable to the antenna. Next time Joe Dickhead keys up will be his last time. This easy trick works due to the fact that it shorts the cable together. When he keys up, it will blow the CB right off the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do they park in your driveway or in front of it? My neighbors have teenage kids who have teenage friends who parked in front of the driveway. I fixed that by taking some large nails(about 4 inches long) and placed them on each side of their tires at a 45 degree angle. Two per side, heads on pavement, points to tires. When they drive off, instant flats on all four tires. Try to get them to not park there asking first. If they don't care to listen, then use the nail trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Other easy and annoying tricks:&lt;br /&gt;A) Use JB Weld or any other metal weld substance on their mailbox door.&lt;br /&gt;B) Unscrew all the light bulbs on the outside of their house just enough so they won't light.&lt;br /&gt;C) If they have an annoying cat, capture it and take it about 10 miles away from where you live and let it go.&lt;br /&gt;D) Get some cow or horse shit and place it in a large paper bag. Place on porch and light on fire. Then ring door bell.&lt;br /&gt;E) Place small rocks inside the hubcaps on their most used car. The effect is awesome. They will go crazy from the sound.&lt;br /&gt;F) If they have a hot tub or pool, get some goldfish and place them in it. If you can get some lake or river fish, they work even better.&lt;br /&gt;G) If you get into their car, place a heavy guage jumper wire from the horn to the brake switch behind the pedal. The result is the horn honking everytime they step on the brake pedal. A sure fire winner.&lt;br /&gt;H) If you are daring, capture a skunk and let it loose in their yard. Just think about the fun this one can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and don't get caught!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110938986378481391?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110938986378481391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110938986378481391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110938986378481391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110938986378481391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/fun-things-to-do-to-stupid-neighbors.html' title='Fun Things to do to Stupid Neighbors by: Delta Burke'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110929428418597737</id><published>2005-02-25T03:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T04:18:04.186+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Edsa Day</title><content type='html'>Yay. We have no school today because it's the anniversary of People Power I. I don't know if I'm supposed to be all jolly about it or not because, I was never really excited to stay at home the entire day. Not that I like studying, but because I always want to see my friends. Besides, the only reason why I am able to use the computer today is because my brother is still sleeping and later on when he's awake, he's going to hog the computer all for himself--again. When that happens, I shall be uber-bored. Almost all the things I want to do for the entire day needs a computer. Like playing Neverwinter Nights, instant messaging, blogging, playing neopets, playing gaia, surfing the net, webdesigning, etc. I guess you guys got my point already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me, I shall make the most of whatever is left of internet time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110929428418597737?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110929428418597737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110929428418597737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110929428418597737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110929428418597737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/edsa-day.html' title='Edsa Day'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110915537080127224</id><published>2005-02-23T13:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T13:42:50.803+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash!</title><content type='html'>Last night, me and my kuya were talking about the plain that crashed again. He says he already saw the pic of the crashed plane and he could hardly distuingish it was a plane. He also said that the passengers were still alive when they were found, but they dies along the way. And the captain had a big scar along the shoulder while the student had it's eyes out. EWH!!! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job kuya, there goes all the sweet dreams I have this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110915537080127224?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110915537080127224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110915537080127224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110915537080127224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110915537080127224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/crash.html' title='Crash!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110915036773285135</id><published>2005-02-23T12:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T12:19:27.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I hate about my Flatmate</title><content type='html'>Wahaha! Check out &lt;a href="http://ihatemyflatmate.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog! It's funny and obnoxious, but cool at the same time. And it gets lots of commentators. Cool! And the &lt;a href="http://assholeroommate.blogspot.com/"&gt;flatmate&lt;/a&gt; he's talking about comments too. How fun! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or do I overuse smileys nowadays? It's like, almost all of my comments and posts have a smiley in them. Ack! I'm being too cheery again! &gt;_&lt; &lt;==(here we go again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110915036773285135?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110915036773285135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110915036773285135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110915036773285135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110915036773285135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/things-i-hate-about-my-flatmate.html' title='Things I hate about my Flatmate'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-110914914166915576</id><published>2005-02-23T11:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T12:02:36.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Got this quizzes from peachie.nu, thanks for suggesting them Claudia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://peachie.nu" target=_Blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://peachie.nu/pet.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think of happy thought, how come I still can't fly? Though I sometimes feel uber-light, the only thing left is for my feet to float several inches from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peachie.nu/" target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.peachie.nu/buisnesscareer.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm going to take Business and Entrepeneurship on my 3rd year. Kahit wala akong friends dun... WAAH!! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110914914166915576?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110914914166915576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110914914166915576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110914914166915576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110914914166915576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/got-this-quizzes-from-peachienu-thanks.html' title='Got this quizzes from peachie.nu, thanks for suggesting them Claudia!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-110906362549840356</id><published>2005-02-22T12:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T12:15:32.533+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You still have to fly me to England! &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>Before I continue, I must first inform you that my brother is currently taking a course on aviation to become a pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; Mom said a plane driven br a student and an instructor who recently received his 4 bars crashed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kuya:&lt;/b&gt; I might not be able to fly again because our school is grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; Grounded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kuya:&lt;/b&gt; It's what happens when a plane crashes and they cannot lift it until they find out the reason why it crashed. Just like in the airports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; I did not notice that. Anyway, I know you're not stupid so you won't crash your plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kuya:&lt;/b&gt; But the captain aboard then already has 4 bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; 0.0 ...Just don't die! You still have to fly me to England! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110906362549840356?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110906362549840356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110906362549840356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110906362549840356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110906362549840356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-still-have-to-fly-me-to-england.html' title='You still have to fly me to England! &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110863081986645453</id><published>2005-02-17T11:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T12:00:19.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?!</title><content type='html'>Our CVE teacher only gave me an 80 on the project I worked hard for. It was even the reason why I was late this Monday because it didn't want to print. I know I'm always late, but it was one of those days when I miraculously wake up early. She thinks I just bought my project. What the heck?! Now I have to fix it and pass it again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on our LT1, my groupmates did not add my name when I placed lots of effort in drawing the picture about Simon of Cyrene and happily did not include it in the project itself because everyone else computer-printed theirs. My artwork was much better! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before, I saw my name written on one of the chairs in our room, which I quickly erased eventhough I swore never to vandalize. Today, I found out that someone also wrote my name on the back of the pillar in the AV room. I really hope it was all about someone who has the same name as mine. Though I doubt it because I don't know any other Elishas in our school. Oh me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110863081986645453?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110863081986645453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110863081986645453' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110863081986645453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110863081986645453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/wtf.html' title='WTF?!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110854976311385580</id><published>2005-02-16T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T14:00:27.323+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intramurals</title><content type='html'>We had our Intrams (Intramurals)! Pat wanted to exchange with me with the 8xsomething race, but stupid me with my stupid insecurities that makes me feel like I am so worthless, I declined and asked Mika to exchange with her instead. But as a great big supporter, I still went to the field with the sun shining so hot and all just to chear for her. But I wasn't able to because just as the race started, one girl from a different section tripped and had lots of scars in her arms and cried. Phoo. It was just a scar, for goodness' sake. Oh well, I pity her. Since I was just there to chear my friend, I volunteered to come with her to the clinic. And I didn't see Mika run! T_T Oh yeah, we lost on that race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the 4x200 race came, I was so nervous. One, because I just found out that I was supposed to run half of the oval. Two, it has been a while since I last had soccer practices. Two, I'm feeble! But I did well! I did well! They said I was the fastest, but I think the person beside me was catching up on me. I'm not sure. In the end, we were just 3rd place because Mika tripped. Oh well. At least I don't have to worry if my classmates will be mad at me for losing or calling me slowpoke or turtle Elisha or other names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I already gave the pin to Kevin and he likes it! I don't think he noticed that it was pink. But then, porings are naturally pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a while ago, I went to the message board at emilystrange.com and one of the threads there read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;   LOVE AT FIRST BITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MET THIS BOY AND FOR NO REASON HE BIT ME&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHY &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Everyone thinks he's either a vampire, a flesh-eating zombie or a cannibal. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a fun day! W007!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110854976311385580?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110854976311385580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110854976311385580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110854976311385580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110854976311385580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/intramurals.html' title='Intramurals'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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-8534130.post-110845940811426013</id><published>2005-02-15T11:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T12:43:55.260+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrams</title><content type='html'>*shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T Our Intrams are already tomorrow!! And they placed me on the 4x200 race, but what if I run too slow? My classmates will be very mad at me! T_T WWAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! I better ran fast around the house for practice after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m33p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I suddenly ran out of internet card yesterday, so to entertain myself, I played Neverwinter Nights! It's very l33t! I made my character a pure sorceress, even if I want to add a bit of ranger in her. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yumpop.com/AAAemily/freebies/strangeIam.gif" align="right"&gt;Valentines was good. I gave chocolates away, Hersher's Kisses to be exact. Mika gave me chocolate too. She says she was supposed to make homemade chocolates, but she ran out of time because of all our projects. I couldn't blame her. Then because her English is bad, she didn't know that there is champagne inside the chocolates she gave to Miko, Ruby and Kevin. Lol. So only I can eat my chocolate ^_^. How fun! Miko and Ruby would give their chocolates to their parents, because they can't eat it. I don't know about Kevin though. *imagines a drunk Kevin* Wahahahaha!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Kevin, he gave me a star pin! Yay! Arigatou Kevin-kun! Actually, we're supposed to trade pins, but mine was &lt;img src="http://xemilystrangex.uboot.com/i/np-upload/002/74/2003-10-24-XEmilyStrangeX.jpg" align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://emilystrange.com/beware/about/emily.cfm" target="_blank"&gt;Emily the Strange&lt;/a&gt; so he didn't want it. I think because of what I teased him before just for fun, he has been uber sensitive of anything close to girly. Then I went to Comic Alley to buy a pin for him in exchange for my star pin. I bought a badge that has a picture of a poring with an expression like this: &gt;_&lt; and I really hope that he is colorblind because when I reached home, I just noticed that the pin has lots of pink in it! Oh me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm listening to some music I got from &lt;a href="http://emilystrange.com" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110845940811426013?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110845940811426013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110845940811426013' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110845940811426013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110845940811426013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/intrams.html' title='Intrams'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110812376122085172</id><published>2005-02-11T14:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T15:09:21.223+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm...</title><content type='html'>How very odd it is. When I'm at school, and I'm bored, I get lots of ideas to post in my blog. But when I'm sitting in front of our comp, with the blank wysiwyg editor in front of me, my mind gets as blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking of maybe posting another copy and paste articles while waiting for all of my ideas to come back, but I tried that before and my blog is now full of those useless posts instead of the usual rants that are way much useless. Omg, I make no sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, happenings about my daily, boring, crazy, no-use, mixed up, monotonous, dragging life are stored inside this blog. And junks like copy and pasted articles from different sites, quiz results and other junk are thrown on my &lt;a href="www.feeo.blogspot.com"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started playing Neverwinter Nights, Shadows of Undrentide and it's l33t!! Me and Mika were assigned in decorating the bulletin board and the deadline is supposed to be this week, but it's already Friday and we're not yet done! &lt;a href="www.megatokyo.com"&gt;MegaTokyo&lt;/a&gt; is also l33t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Gtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110812376122085172?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110812376122085172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110812376122085172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110812376122085172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110812376122085172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/erm.html' title='Erm...'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110786102992844092</id><published>2005-02-08T13:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T19:06:51.670+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi blog!</title><content type='html'>Finally! I'm online! *hugs computer* I wasn't able to be online yesterday because my kuya was at home! T_T Then my dad came and got the computer from him. And while I was waiting for my turn, I read &lt;i&gt;Chinese Cinderella&lt;/i&gt;  because it was our book report. My dad re-installed Neverwinter Nights because he bought it's expansion pack, &lt;i&gt;Shadows of Undrentide&lt;/i&gt;. Then he played and played. I already finished reading my book, but the comp was still occupied, so I just went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I got the computer all for myself! Kuya had exams today and I think afterwards he went somewhere with his friends. My dad is not at home either. So I can be online for as long as I want! Too bad, my friends are not online so I can't YM them. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika-pika! P-chan! Han-han! Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110786102992844092?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110786102992844092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110786102992844092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110786102992844092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110786102992844092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/hi-blog.html' title='Hi blog!'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110757537289092928</id><published>2005-02-05T06:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T06:49:32.890+03:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>This blog hates me! I swear this blog hates me! Why is it that whenever I type a loong  post, something something happens and poof! It's gone and I haven't even published it. So once again, I shall give the summary of the looong post I typed and fate happily deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had soccer practice--almost. I got 8 goals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a play. It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&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/8534130-110757537289092928?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110757537289092928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110757537289092928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110757537289092928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110757537289092928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='&gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534130.post-110741983300975375</id><published>2005-02-03T11:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T11:37:13.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'>If life were a computer...</title><content type='html'>- If you messed up your life, you could press "Alt, Ctrl, Delete" and start all over!&lt;br /&gt;- To get your daily exercise, just click on "run."&lt;br /&gt;- If you needed a break from life, click on "suspend."&lt;br /&gt;- Hit "any key" to continue life when ready.&lt;br /&gt;- To get even with the neighbors, turn up the sound blaster.&lt;br /&gt;- To "add/remove" someone in your life, click settings and control panel.&lt;br /&gt;- To improve your appearance, just adjust the display settings.&lt;br /&gt;- If life gets too noisy, turn off the speakers.&lt;br /&gt;- When you lose your car keys, click on "find."&lt;br /&gt;- "Help" with the chores is just a click away.&lt;br /&gt;- You wouldn't need auto insurance. You'd use a CD to recover from a crash.&lt;br /&gt;- We could click on "send" and the kids would go to bed immediately.&lt;br /&gt;- To feel like a new person, click on "refresh."&lt;br /&gt;- Click on "close" to shut up the kids and spouse.&lt;br /&gt;- To undo a mistake, click on "back."&lt;br /&gt;- Is your wardrobe getting old? Click "update."&lt;br /&gt;- If you don't like cleaning the litter box, click on "delete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://maxpages.com/ribbonbox/If_Life_Were_A_Computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of my commentators! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534130-110741983300975375?l=ethonica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/feeds/110741983300975375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534130&amp;postID=110741983300975375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110741983300975375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534130/posts/default/110741983300975375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethonica.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-life-were-computer.html' title='If life were a computer...'/><author><name>celestial_elisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15207445641379649742</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
