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	&lt;p&gt;guess, i should be happy.. but i feels like so so so sad.. really sad..&lt;br&gt;
have many thoughts on my mind.. hays.. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; want to cry and cry... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i felt so so down.. can't even smile..&lt;br&gt;
want to be alone.. be with people whom i don't know..&lt;br&gt;
i don't want to be near with people who know me..&lt;br&gt;
i want peace! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;PEACE! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;but it seems like hard to find...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2009/06/25/i-should-be-happy-6388487/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>tomorrow's my birthday.. </p>
	<p>guess, i should be happy.. but i feels like so so so sad.. really sad..<br>
have many thoughts on my mind.. hays.. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"> want to cry and cry... </p>
	<p>i felt so so down.. can't even smile..<br>
want to be alone.. be with people whom i don't know..<br>
i don't want to be near with people who know me..<br>
i want peace! </p>
	<p>PEACE! </p>
	<p>but it seems like hard to find...
</p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2009/06/25/want-to-be-hug-so-tight-6388393/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":&#39;(" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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been very busy for the past months.... &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Belated merry christmas and a prosperous new year! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Keep rocking....
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2009/01/26/i-m-back-5449815/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>it's been decades since my last post.. Miss you all, my blog friends..<br>
been very busy for the past months.... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Belated merry christmas and a prosperous new year! </p>
	<p>Keep rocking....
</p>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/30/the-purpose-driven-life-by-rick-warren-4382820/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p class="right">It's one of my favorite books. One of a friend recommended me this book and I am interested about it that's why I bought a copy from a bookstore last 2004. It is divided in 40 chapters and have to read it for 40 days -one chapter each day. But sadly, I failed to finished reading it. I just started and in the middle, I just stop. Just yesterday, I found myself interested in reading it. This time I'm gonna finish reading it. I finished reading the first chapter yesterday titled "It All Starts with God." Today, i'm going to read the chapter 2 once I got home. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Here's the result: &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/226/2622226_5c1cf74d51_s.png" alt="Picture1" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;HHmm, well, according to this, I will die because of drowning. Meaning, from water. And i love water very much. I mean I do really love seas, rivers, running waters. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I have a feeling and thought that if the time comes that I will die it is becuase of water. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let's find if it's true! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; Hey guys, if ever you want to check out my friendster account (http://profiles.friendster.com/alyv) or even add me, here's my email address: &lt;a href="mailto:thatsomeone00@yahoo.com"&gt;thatsomeone00@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/28/how-will-i-die-4374225/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Yesterday, while surfing the net. I had decided to open my friendster account to check out if someone send me a message or testimonials and for some updates. And then, one of my friends invited me for an App Invitations. I got curious because it is a "How will you die?" test. Out of fun, I tried to take/answer it..</p>
	<p>Here's the result: </p>
	<p><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/226/2622226_5c1cf74d51_s.png" alt="Picture1" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p>
	<p>HHmm, well, according to this, I will die because of drowning. Meaning, from water. And i love water very much. I mean I do really love seas, rivers, running waters. </p>
	<p>Honestly, I have a feeling and thought that if the time comes that I will die it is becuase of water. </p>
	<p>Let's find if it's true! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p> Hey guys, if ever you want to check out my friendster account (http://profiles.friendster.com/alyv) or even add me, here's my email address: <a href="mailto:thatsomeone00@yahoo.com">thatsomeone00@yahoo.com</a> </p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I don't know what's with this song. All I know is it make me feel happy after playing it. . . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have attached a video from YouTube:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/27/aquot-o-holy-nightaquot-4370993/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>This past days, I noticed that I keep playing the song "O Holy Night" by Mariah Carey. Everytime I heard it, it made me feel relax and relieved. I really love the way she sungs it. I also try to listen to other version of this song of some artists like Xtina Aguilera, Celine Dion but. .  I don't find it the way I find and feel when it was Mariah who sung it. </p>
	<p>I don't know what's with this song. All I know is it make me feel happy after playing it. . . </p>
	<p>I have attached a video from YouTube:<br>
<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo">http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo</a>
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I don't know what's with this song. All I know is it make me feel happy after playing it. . . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have attached a video from YouTube: (Please visit the URl: I can't embed it because it is not available. .) &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/27/aquot-o-holy-nightaquot-4370949/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>This past days, I noticed that I keep playing the song "O Holy Night" by Mariah Carey. Everytime I heard it, it made me feel relax and relieved. I really love the way she sungs it. I also try to listen to other version of this song of some artists like Xtina Aguilera, Celine Dion but. .  I don't find it the way I find and feel when it was Mariah who sung it. </p>
	<p>I don't know what's with this song. All I know is it make me feel happy after playing it. . . </p>
	<p>I have attached a video from YouTube: (Please visit the URl: I can't embed it because it is not available. .) <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p><a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo">http://youtube.com/watch?v=rt0VfiFxtHo</a></p>
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	&lt;p&gt;when i woke up this morning, the first thing I did was to thank God for allowing me to experienced a life here on earth. Second, I greeted myself a "Happy Birthday!". Then, I grabbed my cellphone and read the text message that i had received. It was all a "happy birthday" message. Thanks for those who remember it. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Actually, I dont have any special plans this day. After my class, i'm going to the church to attend a mass together with a friend. And then after that, we are planning to eat street foods. And that's all. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;HHmm, i'm happy but a little sad because I am not with my family to celebrate with them. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm thinking what gift can I best give to myself but I can't think of anything. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;hhmm, maybe just a smile from everyone will do. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday to me. . . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/26/my-twenty-first-birthday-4365271/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>yohoo! today is my birthday. Celebrate!</p>
	<p>when i woke up this morning, the first thing I did was to thank God for allowing me to experienced a life here on earth. Second, I greeted myself a "Happy Birthday!". Then, I grabbed my cellphone and read the text message that i had received. It was all a "happy birthday" message. Thanks for those who remember it. </p>
	<p>Actually, I dont have any special plans this day. After my class, i'm going to the church to attend a mass together with a friend. And then after that, we are planning to eat street foods. And that's all. </p>
	<p>HHmm, i'm happy but a little sad because I am not with my family to celebrate with them. </p>
	<p>I'm thinking what gift can I best give to myself but I can't think of anything. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>hhmm, maybe just a smile from everyone will do. </p>
	<p>Happy Birthday to me. . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/26/my-twenty-first-birthday-4365271/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/proud-to-be-a-filipino-4295412/"><default:title>Proud to be a Filipino!</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/proud-to-be-a-filipino-4295412/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-06-10T05:52:34+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;We Filipino's are very talented. . . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One of the Filipino's that I admire the most is a very talented singer Charice Pempengco. I'm a fans of her really. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Here's the one of her performances that I like the most. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	


	&lt;p&gt;Hope you like it too..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We rock!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/proud-to-be-a-filipino-4295412/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>We Filipino's are very talented. . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>One of the Filipino's that I admire the most is a very talented singer Charice Pempengco. I'm a fans of her really. </p>
	<p>Here's the one of her performances that I like the most. . .</p>
	


	<p>Hope you like it too..</p>
	<p>We rock!</p>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/beautiful-in-my-eyes-by-joshua-kadison-4295396/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>i really love this song. . .</p>
	


<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/beautiful-in-my-eyes-by-joshua-kadison-4295396/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/being-an-ibmer-4295388/"><default:title>being an IBMer. . .</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/being-an-ibmer-4295388/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-06-10T05:36:34+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;February 04,2008 when i started my on-the-job training at IBM. I was honored to be a part of IBM family here in the Phlippines. Having the opportunity to experienced working with IBM had helped me to learn more and developed my personality. I was able to experienced working as a real employee even though i am still studying. I was able to meet and mingle with different kinds of people. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The working experienced that I had gained from there helped me build my personality and working attitude. Also, it helped me figure out what I really wanted in the future. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All I can say is WOW! and Thankyou! especially to my team mates.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Guys, thanks so much. . . and also sorry for my shortcomings. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Keep rocking!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/being-an-ibmer-4295388/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>February 04,2008 when i started my on-the-job training at IBM. I was honored to be a part of IBM family here in the Phlippines. Having the opportunity to experienced working with IBM had helped me to learn more and developed my personality. I was able to experienced working as a real employee even though i am still studying. I was able to meet and mingle with different kinds of people. </p>
	<p>The working experienced that I had gained from there helped me build my personality and working attitude. Also, it helped me figure out what I really wanted in the future. </p>
	<p>All I can say is WOW! and Thankyou! especially to my team mates.</p>
	<p>Guys, thanks so much. . . and also sorry for my shortcomings. .</p>
	<p>Keep rocking!
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;waters . .  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;waters. . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;waters. . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;what a way to spend the summer out of the busy schedule..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;just a one day getaway . .  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and a lifetime memories . .&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/04/25/explore-the-beauty-of-nature-4091522/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/543/2488543_acc41b0fc9_m.jpeg" alt="yeah!" vspace="5" hspace="5"> </p>
	<p>waters . .  </p>
	<p>waters. . </p>
	<p>waters. . </p>
	<p>what a way to spend the summer out of the busy schedule..</p>
	<p>just a one day getaway . .  </p>
	<p>and a lifetime memories . .<img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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everyone's waiting to waive goodbye 2007. .&lt;br&gt;
and warmly welcomes 2008 with hopes. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and i am one of them. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;hoping. . .&lt;br&gt;
praying. . .&lt;br&gt;
wishing. . .&lt;br&gt;
expecting. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;that my 2008 will be more fruitful. . .&lt;br&gt;
but unknowingly, 2008 will welcome me with problems. .&lt;br&gt;
and that makes me feel sad..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;surprisingly. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;at the same night, December 31, i heard that my angel was born. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;it was cold night. .&lt;br&gt;
the blew of the wind touches my skin. . .&lt;br&gt;
then i heard a whisper. . .&lt;br&gt;
and i knew deep in my heart, it was my newly born angel. . .&lt;br&gt;
and that was so strange. . .&lt;br&gt;
so beautiful. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2008 comes. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;at that night, i was celebrating new year with a disturbed heart and mind. .&lt;br&gt;
despite of all, i still chose to enjoy and celebrate because of him, my angel.&lt;br&gt;
God still gave me reasons to celebrate despite of all. .&lt;br&gt;
God really never left me. . . never!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;at that night,i am carrying burdens. . .&lt;br&gt;
at the same time, happiness. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;my heart was filled of unexplainable happiness.&lt;br&gt;
don't know where to put it... &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i used to set aside the burdens that i am carrying. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;that time, God gave me another reason to live my life. .&lt;br&gt;
to dream more. . .&lt;br&gt;
to pursue more. . .&lt;br&gt;
to work more. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;my angel was and will always be a blessing to me and to everyone . . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;an inspiration. . .&lt;br&gt;
a precious gift. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;From that day on. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;the only thing i wish was to see him. .&lt;br&gt;
to embrace him. . .&lt;br&gt;
and welcome him. . .&lt;br&gt;
put him here in my arms..&lt;br&gt;
share my heart beat. . .&lt;br&gt;
and the warmth of my love for him. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Days passed by. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and i have to leave. . .&lt;br&gt;
i was so sad that day. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i am leaving without even seeing him . .&lt;br&gt;
just even to take a glance. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i am carrying a heavy heart. . .&lt;br&gt;
i don't want to leave but I have to . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and i left . . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;days. . .&lt;br&gt;
weeks. . .&lt;br&gt;
and months. . .&lt;br&gt;
has passed by. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and my heart is longing to be with my angel. . .&lt;br&gt;
to see him..&lt;br&gt;
to touch him..&lt;br&gt;
to talk to him..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i always have him here in my thoughts. .&lt;br&gt;
in my heart. .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And finally. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;the day that i've been waiting for. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;the chance to see him...&lt;br&gt;
for the first time...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i have a teary eye. . .&lt;br&gt;
the tears of joy...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I finally saw him. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I put him here in my arms. . .&lt;br&gt;
sing him a song until he fell asleep. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He woke up.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I played with him. . .&lt;br&gt;
convincing him to smile. . .&lt;br&gt;
making stupid stuff just to make him laugh. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and he laughed. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;His cute little voice. .&lt;br&gt;
the sounds of his laughs. . .&lt;br&gt;
oh, i will never forget that...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;my angel, you are my angel. . . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2008/03/31/my-angel-3973020/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>
everyone's waiting to waive goodbye 2007. .<br>
and warmly welcomes 2008 with hopes. .</p>
	<p>and i am one of them. .</p>
	<p>hoping. . .<br>
praying. . .<br>
wishing. . .<br>
expecting. . .</p>
	<p>that my 2008 will be more fruitful. . .<br>
but unknowingly, 2008 will welcome me with problems. .<br>
and that makes me feel sad..</p>
	<p>surprisingly. . .</p>
	<p>at the same night, December 31, i heard that my angel was born. .</p>
	<p>it was cold night. .<br>
the blew of the wind touches my skin. . .<br>
then i heard a whisper. . .<br>
and i knew deep in my heart, it was my newly born angel. . .<br>
and that was so strange. . .<br>
so beautiful. . .</p>
	<p>2008 comes. .</p>
	<p>at that night, i was celebrating new year with a disturbed heart and mind. .<br>
despite of all, i still chose to enjoy and celebrate because of him, my angel.<br>
God still gave me reasons to celebrate despite of all. .<br>
God really never left me. . . never!</p>
	<p>at that night,i am carrying burdens. . .<br>
at the same time, happiness. .</p>
	<p>my heart was filled of unexplainable happiness.<br>
don't know where to put it... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"><br>
i used to set aside the burdens that i am carrying. . .</p>
	<p>that time, God gave me another reason to live my life. .<br>
to dream more. . .<br>
to pursue more. . .<br>
to work more. . .</p>
	<p>my angel was and will always be a blessing to me and to everyone . . .</p>
	<p>an inspiration. . .<br>
a precious gift. . .</p>
	<p>From that day on. .</p>
	<p>the only thing i wish was to see him. .<br>
to embrace him. . .<br>
and welcome him. . .<br>
put him here in my arms..<br>
share my heart beat. . .<br>
and the warmth of my love for him. . .</p>
	<p>Days passed by. .</p>
	<p>and i have to leave. . .<br>
i was so sad that day. .</p>
	<p>i am leaving without even seeing him . .<br>
just even to take a glance. .</p>
	<p>i am carrying a heavy heart. . .<br>
i don't want to leave but I have to . .</p>
	<p>and i left . . .</p>
	<p>days. . .<br>
weeks. . .<br>
and months. . .<br>
has passed by. . .</p>
	<p>and my heart is longing to be with my angel. . .<br>
to see him..<br>
to touch him..<br>
to talk to him..</p>
	<p>i always have him here in my thoughts. .<br>
in my heart. .</p>
	<p>And finally. . .</p>
	<p>the day that i've been waiting for. . .</p>
	<p>the chance to see him...<br>
for the first time...</p>
	<p>i have a teary eye. . .<br>
the tears of joy...</p>
	<p>I finally saw him. . .</p>
	<p>I put him here in my arms. . .<br>
sing him a song until he fell asleep. . .</p>
	<p>He woke up.</p>
	<p>I played with him. . .<br>
convincing him to smile. . .<br>
making stupid stuff just to make him laugh. . .</p>
	<p>and he laughed. . .</p>
	<p>His cute little voice. .<br>
the sounds of his laughs. . .<br>
oh, i will never forget that...</p>
	<p>my angel, you are my angel. . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/07/27/i_thought~2708603/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>but i was wrong. . .  <img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":&#39;(" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;During holy week in my hometown, theres what we call "Moriones Festival". I'll show you some pictures of it when i get back. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ciao! I got to go. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Happy Holidays everyone. . .&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/i_m_leaving~2029620/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>9pm this evening, i'm going to start my trip back home. I'm so excited about it. I will spend my holy week in my hometown, of course, with my family and old friends. I will stay there for just about 3 days, honestly, i want to extend it but i still have lots of commitments here. So, i have to go back here this coming Sunday. Next week is my final week. I have to study hard(as if I'm studying?). Haha! I'm going to meet my old friends and just hang around. Looking and watching "morions". </p>
	<p>During holy week in my hometown, theres what we call "Moriones Festival". I'll show you some pictures of it when i get back. </p>
	<p>Ciao! I got to go. . .</p>
	<p>Happy Holidays everyone. . .<img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/i_m_leaving~2029620/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/webprog~2029589/"><default:title>WEBPROG</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/webprog~2029589/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-04-04T03:55:13+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;just this morning, our group (Top Cobweb Professionals) finished presenting our project. Our project is all about creating a dynamic website for SMA. It's one of the requirements in our subject Web Programming (WEBPROG). We scheduled to present it yesterday at 3pm but we can't comply to it. My groupmates approached our professor and asked if he can re-scheduled it. And there, that's why we present just this morning 7am. .  We present even though our system is not yet finish. . Haha! There's no log in-log out, no validations. . in one word: it's not yet organized, not well-structured. . there's a lot more to do with it but we dont' have time. .  It's end of the term. Yipey! OUr presentation went well, just have some revisions in the document. .  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;though, our project is not a perfect one and not also something near perfect. .  but for the group, it's a job well done. . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thank God we're finished. .  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;still have to wait for my grades for this term. .&lt;br&gt;
hoping that i'll pass all my subjects. . .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to: Top Cobweb Professionals, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hey guys, thank you for everything. thanks for adopting me and welcoming me to your group. .  though, i just had a little contribution on that project, still, you all guys keep me. .&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to: jen, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hey jen, wasn't able to ask help from you. hahaha! anyway, there's always a next time. . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/webprog~2029589/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>just this morning, our group (Top Cobweb Professionals) finished presenting our project. Our project is all about creating a dynamic website for SMA. It's one of the requirements in our subject Web Programming (WEBPROG). We scheduled to present it yesterday at 3pm but we can't comply to it. My groupmates approached our professor and asked if he can re-scheduled it. And there, that's why we present just this morning 7am. .  We present even though our system is not yet finish. . Haha! There's no log in-log out, no validations. . in one word: it's not yet organized, not well-structured. . there's a lot more to do with it but we dont' have time. .  It's end of the term. Yipey! OUr presentation went well, just have some revisions in the document. .  </p>
	<p>though, our project is not a perfect one and not also something near perfect. .  but for the group, it's a job well done. . </p>
	<p>Thank God we're finished. .  </p>
	<p>still have to wait for my grades for this term. .<br>
hoping that i'll pass all my subjects. . .</p>
	<p><strong>to: Top Cobweb Professionals, </strong><br><br>
hey guys, thank you for everything. thanks for adopting me and welcoming me to your group. .  though, i just had a little contribution on that project, still, you all guys keep me. .<br></p>
	<p><strong>to: jen, </strong><br><br>
hey jen, wasn't able to ask help from you. hahaha! anyway, there's always a next time. . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/webprog~2029589/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/you_all_rock~2029454/"><default:title>you all rock!!</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/you_all_rock~2029454/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-04-04T02:03:37+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Since, I am a movie addict and a music lover it’s natural to me to idolize many personas [local and foreign]. They’re really great—the role, the style, and all and of course, they’re cute, fascinating, beautiful faces and individuality.   And of course, I’m always aiming to meet them personally. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/122/1300122_e30de71175_s.jpg" alt="alex" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Alex Band of “The Calling”. &lt;/strong&gt;Well, this guy for me is so damn cute. And he has sexy voice ever; that’s why I like him so much.  I first saw him on their music video “Adrienne”. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/125/1300125_be483ac0ea_s.jpg" alt="joo" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt; This Chinito guy is &lt;strong&gt;Joo Ji Hoon&lt;/strong&gt;.  He plays as Prince Gian in Princess Hours (Goong) – one of the Koreanovela shown here in the Philippines. Well, aside from his   mesmerizing looks, he caught my attention in his role as Prince Gian – a person with a warm, sensitive, and kind heart.  I like the love story between him and Janelle, the crown Princess. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/126/1300126_268409f57f_s.jpg" alt="oliver" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Oliver James&lt;/strong&gt;. “It’s been a long time comin’...”   He’s the man behind the song “Long Time Coming”, “Greatest Story Ever told” in the soundtrack of the movie “what a girl wants”. When I first heard the songs, I want to see the face of that Oliver James because he has really a good voice.  I was shocked when my friend told me that Oliver James and the Ian in “what a girl wants” is the same. Because, he’s not just what I expected. Wow! A package—a good voice and the looks? Superb! Two thumbs up. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I first saw him on the movie “what a girl wants” with Amanda Bynes. He plays the role of Ian—a versatile one; a man who park cars, a receptionist, and a struggling musician. In reality, he’s really a musician. I like his voice a lot and of course, his looks. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/127/1300127_2772dad353_s.jpg" alt="toni" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Toni Gonzaga&lt;/strong&gt;. She is one of the prestigious actresses here in our country. I like the way she speaks, the way she carry herself, and everything about her. For me, she’s really a talented person. She’s one of a kind. I really got a big crush on her. I always watch her movie in the big screen. “You are the One” with Sam Milby and “You Got Me” with Sam Milby (again) and Zanjoe Marudo are some of her big projects.I like the fighting scene in her latest movie “You Got Me”; she’s wearing a red, sexy dress and ohh her long, black, silky hair; fabulous! Sure, you gotta love her. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/129/1300129_cc87b67169_s.jpg" alt="vanessa" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanessa Anne Hudgens&lt;/strong&gt;. Sure, every one of you is familiar with the movie “High school Musical”. Well, she’s the girl behind Gabriella Montez. I like her beauty; innocent.  I envy her; I mean how I wish that I also have a beauty like hers. I like her face a lot.  Simple yet elegant. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/135/1300135_b1c989f091_s.jpg" alt="kenshin" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kenshin of Samurai X&lt;/strong&gt;.  He’s the only anime character that I really appreciate. Well, I don’t know why. I guess, it’s because of the mark “X” on his face. &lt;/p&gt;
 &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayrazz.gif" alt=":b" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/you_all_rock~2029454/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Since, I am a movie addict and a music lover it’s natural to me to idolize many personas [local and foreign]. They’re really great—the role, the style, and all and of course, they’re cute, fascinating, beautiful faces and individuality.   And of course, I’m always aiming to meet them personally. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/122/1300122_e30de71175_s.jpg" alt="alex" vspace="5" hspace="5"> <strong>Alex Band of “The Calling”. </strong>Well, this guy for me is so damn cute. And he has sexy voice ever; that’s why I like him so much.  I first saw him on their music video “Adrienne”. </p>
	<p class="center"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/125/1300125_be483ac0ea_s.jpg" alt="joo" vspace="5" hspace="5"> This Chinito guy is <strong>Joo Ji Hoon</strong>.  He plays as Prince Gian in Princess Hours (Goong) – one of the Koreanovela shown here in the Philippines. Well, aside from his   mesmerizing looks, he caught my attention in his role as Prince Gian – a person with a warm, sensitive, and kind heart.  I like the love story between him and Janelle, the crown Princess. </p>
	<p class="right"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/126/1300126_268409f57f_s.jpg" alt="oliver" vspace="5" hspace="5"> <strong>Oliver James</strong>. “It’s been a long time comin’...”   He’s the man behind the song “Long Time Coming”, “Greatest Story Ever told” in the soundtrack of the movie “what a girl wants”. When I first heard the songs, I want to see the face of that Oliver James because he has really a good voice.  I was shocked when my friend told me that Oliver James and the Ian in “what a girl wants” is the same. Because, he’s not just what I expected. Wow! A package—a good voice and the looks? Superb! Two thumbs up. </p>
	<p>I first saw him on the movie “what a girl wants” with Amanda Bynes. He plays the role of Ian—a versatile one; a man who park cars, a receptionist, and a struggling musician. In reality, he’s really a musician. I like his voice a lot and of course, his looks. </p>
	<p><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/127/1300127_2772dad353_s.jpg" alt="toni" vspace="5" hspace="5"> <strong>Toni Gonzaga</strong>. She is one of the prestigious actresses here in our country. I like the way she speaks, the way she carry herself, and everything about her. For me, she’s really a talented person. She’s one of a kind. I really got a big crush on her. I always watch her movie in the big screen. “You are the One” with Sam Milby and “You Got Me” with Sam Milby (again) and Zanjoe Marudo are some of her big projects.I like the fighting scene in her latest movie “You Got Me”; she’s wearing a red, sexy dress and ohh her long, black, silky hair; fabulous! Sure, you gotta love her. </p>
	<p class="center"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/129/1300129_cc87b67169_s.jpg" alt="vanessa" vspace="5" hspace="5"><strong>Vanessa Anne Hudgens</strong>. Sure, every one of you is familiar with the movie “High school Musical”. Well, she’s the girl behind Gabriella Montez. I like her beauty; innocent.  I envy her; I mean how I wish that I also have a beauty like hers. I like her face a lot.  Simple yet elegant. </p>
	<p class="right"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/135/1300135_b1c989f091_s.jpg" alt="kenshin" vspace="5" hspace="5"> <strong>Kenshin of Samurai X</strong>.  He’s the only anime character that I really appreciate. Well, I don’t know why. I guess, it’s because of the mark “X” on his face. </p>
 <img src="/img/smilies/grayrazz.gif" alt=":b" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;i want to cry, want to shout. . . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and run so fast. . . . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;here i go again . . . &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":'(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/30/empty~2001114/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>don't have anything in mind. .  i'm run of words, feels like im in space. . . i'm thinking what to write, can't think of anything interesting. . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":&#39;(" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":&#39;(" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>i want to cry, want to shout. . . <img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>and run so fast. . . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>here i go again . . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":&#39;(" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;got to go.. i have to go home. .  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;nice day everyone . . .&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;*hugs*
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/28/uhhmmm~1989183/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>i still have for about five minutes left.  i'm here at computer cafe near at my apartment. i'm taking my lunch when i feel the urge to browse the net. oh well, i dont know. then, i go. .  i just check my mail, friendster, and this one; reading my friends post and giving comment if needed. . i wasnt' able to go to school because i woke up ;ate so i decided not to go there at all. just stay at my plce doing projects and study; i have a long exam tomorrow. well, goodluck to me. . . <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>got to go.. i have to go home. .  </p>
	<p>nice day everyone . . .<img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>*hugs*
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Atmosphere.&lt;br&gt;
Beaches.&lt;br&gt;
Swimsuits.&lt;br&gt;
Hats and sun glasses.&lt;br&gt;
Sun blocks.&lt;br&gt;
Everything! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No doubt, it’s summertime. Hooray!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Can’t picture myself wearing a two piece. . . Haha! Yucks! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Me? Wearing a two piece? No way man. Showing my body to everybody? Must be kidding! I can’t do that. I’m shy, my goodness. Don’t have the strength and I don’t have anything to show. Toinks! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_censored.gif" alt="&gt;:XX" class="middle" border="0"&gt; I’m some kind of conservative one when it comes to that; but I’m not really an old-fashioned. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So. . . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Lots of us have an idea or already have a plan where to spend the whole summer. Everyone’s excited about it for sure! At last, time to rest, relax and have fun. Meeting different persons, going to different places, bonding with new friends, cherishing moments with love ones, and if you’re lucky enough you’ll get a bonus: a new lover too. Haha! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
For me, summer is the best season ever. I guess for everyone too.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Summertime doesn’t really mean not to work at all; I mean pure fun. It’s somehow a way paying you for all the hardships and efforts you did for the past years. A reward that everyone deserves for a job well done. A time for one’s discovery. And everything. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So, where are you going to spend your summer? Any plans? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Share it, express it and let the world know it. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And we’re going to celebrate it, hooray! Summertime. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Here’s mine: I want the world to know. . .&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I’m going to do the things that I’m longing to do; that’s my summer is all about. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I’m going to spend my summer at my hometown because my family is there. It’s beautiful there; the ambience, beaches, mountains, foods and of course, people. It’s been almost half year the last time I went there. So, I really miss them. I used to go to beach everyday and spend my whole day there doing anything that I want; playing with my brothers and sisters, building sand castles, playing beach volleyball and sometimes badminton, looking for a sea shell, go fishing, riding in a motorboat and go to the middle of the sea looking for a mermaids [I grew up believing that mermaids do really exists], and if I’m tired I lie down at the sand looking at the sky while hearing the sound of the waves. So relaxing. And if night falls, it’s time for me to roam around the city riding on a motorbike with friends; looking for our crushes, eating our favorite street foods, laughing and talking about anything. And of course, I won’t forget the food; fish, fresh fruits and all. I miss them all. I wasn’t able to do the things I’m doing in my hometown in the place where I am now, that’s why I badly miss them. All through out my summer, I will spend it doing the things that I missed, together with my family and love ones. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayrazz.gif" alt=":b" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/summertime~1982893/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>“ “…..</p>
	<p>Atmosphere.<br>
Beaches.<br>
Swimsuits.<br>
Hats and sun glasses.<br>
Sun blocks.<br>
Everything! </p>
	<p>No doubt, it’s summertime. Hooray!</p>
	<p>Can’t picture myself wearing a two piece. . . Haha! Yucks! </p>
	<p>Me? Wearing a two piece? No way man. Showing my body to everybody? Must be kidding! I can’t do that. I’m shy, my goodness. Don’t have the strength and I don’t have anything to show. Toinks! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_censored.gif" alt=">:XX" class="middle" border="0"> I’m some kind of conservative one when it comes to that; but I’m not really an old-fashioned. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>So. . . </p>
	<p>Lots of us have an idea or already have a plan where to spend the whole summer. Everyone’s excited about it for sure! At last, time to rest, relax and have fun. Meeting different persons, going to different places, bonding with new friends, cherishing moments with love ones, and if you’re lucky enough you’ll get a bonus: a new lover too. Haha! <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"><br>
For me, summer is the best season ever. I guess for everyone too.<img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>Summertime doesn’t really mean not to work at all; I mean pure fun. It’s somehow a way paying you for all the hardships and efforts you did for the past years. A reward that everyone deserves for a job well done. A time for one’s discovery. And everything. </p>
	<p>So, where are you going to spend your summer? Any plans? </p>
	<p>Share it, express it and let the world know it. <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>And we’re going to celebrate it, hooray! Summertime. </p>
	<p>Here’s mine: I want the world to know. . .<img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>I’m going to do the things that I’m longing to do; that’s my summer is all about. </p>
	<p>I’m going to spend my summer at my hometown because my family is there. It’s beautiful there; the ambience, beaches, mountains, foods and of course, people. It’s been almost half year the last time I went there. So, I really miss them. I used to go to beach everyday and spend my whole day there doing anything that I want; playing with my brothers and sisters, building sand castles, playing beach volleyball and sometimes badminton, looking for a sea shell, go fishing, riding in a motorboat and go to the middle of the sea looking for a mermaids [I grew up believing that mermaids do really exists], and if I’m tired I lie down at the sand looking at the sky while hearing the sound of the waves. So relaxing. And if night falls, it’s time for me to roam around the city riding on a motorbike with friends; looking for our crushes, eating our favorite street foods, laughing and talking about anything. And of course, I won’t forget the food; fish, fresh fruits and all. I miss them all. I wasn’t able to do the things I’m doing in my hometown in the place where I am now, that’s why I badly miss them. All through out my summer, I will spend it doing the things that I missed, together with my family and love ones. <img src="/img/smilies/grayrazz.gif" alt=":b" class="middle" border="0"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/summertime~1982893/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/oh_bad~1977482/"><default:title>oh bad!</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/oh_bad~1977482/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-26T11:20:22+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;what happened? i'm about to post something and out of the blue, it was gone. where is it? i can't find it. i had a hard time just to write that and in just a second, toink! disappear! i was not able to have a back copy of it. Damn! huh?! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_twisted.gif" alt=":&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/oh_bad~1977482/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>what happened? i'm about to post something and out of the blue, it was gone. where is it? i can't find it. i had a hard time just to write that and in just a second, toink! disappear! i was not able to have a back copy of it. Damn! huh?! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_twisted.gif" alt=":>" class="middle" border="0">
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	&lt;p&gt;I need a break; so hectic.&lt;br&gt;
I’m thinking what to write, can’t think of anything interesting. As of this moment, I interrupt myself doing my school works. I’m kinda tired and I don’t know what to do with it anymore. Oohh, bad! Tomorrow is my deadline.  And I haven’t finished it yet. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graymad.gif" alt="&gt;:-(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just want to relax myself for a moment; hhmm… this week is so stressful. I think of something that will somehow ease all my worries. Huh?! I found myself thinking what I want. I want this, I want that, and I want them all. Got a one problem, don’t still have money for that, not this time. I’m planning to have this all in the near future, maybe, after I finish my studies and have a stable job. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Things in my wish list:&lt;br&gt;
	1] Digicam (first priority) – I do really like photography; damn man! I love taking pictures.&lt;br&gt;
	2] iPOD Nano – I’m a music lover; can’t live without it. Everywhere I go, I’ll make sure that my music is with me.&lt;br&gt;
	3]   Laptop (Apple) – I like color white. I’m really craving to have this one. I badly needed it for my course; want to keep it with me everywhere I go.  I just have a pc at home, how sad.  : c&lt;br&gt;
	4] Piano – well, all my life I’m dreaming to be a pianist; want to have this at home. If I don’t have something to do, I just want to play, and play piano especially when I am sad.&lt;br&gt;
	5] Compilations of all the movies I like (to give you a few: Serendipity, Harry Potter series, Superman, If Only, Take the Lead, Step Up, Aquamarine, The Classic, The Pirates of the Caribbean, What a Girl Wants, Shutter, 8mile, The Fast and the Furious, etc.) - I’m a movie addict; I want to have an original copy of my favorite movies, so I could watch it all over and over again.&lt;br&gt;
	6] Harry Potter Books Collection – though, I’m not fond of reading, I want to have a copy of it; I admire Harry Potter and of course, the man behind it -J.K Rowling (you rock!). &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Huh?! Not so many, right? Well, just top six on my wish list. Honestly, there’s a lot more. Although, I’m craving to have them, as of now, that’s not my priority. I can’t afford to buy one of those at this moment, there’s something more important. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Can someone out there grant one of my wish? Don’t take it too seriously, I’m just kidding. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/24/my_wish_list~1964237/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>So hot; feels like I’m burning. Aircon please. <img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>I need a break; so hectic.<br>
I’m thinking what to write, can’t think of anything interesting. As of this moment, I interrupt myself doing my school works. I’m kinda tired and I don’t know what to do with it anymore. Oohh, bad! Tomorrow is my deadline.  And I haven’t finished it yet. <img src="/img/smilies/graymad.gif" alt=">:-(" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Just want to relax myself for a moment; hhmm… this week is so stressful. I think of something that will somehow ease all my worries. Huh?! I found myself thinking what I want. I want this, I want that, and I want them all. Got a one problem, don’t still have money for that, not this time. I’m planning to have this all in the near future, maybe, after I finish my studies and have a stable job. </p>
	<p>Things in my wish list:<br>
	1] Digicam (first priority) – I do really like photography; damn man! I love taking pictures.<br>
	2] iPOD Nano – I’m a music lover; can’t live without it. Everywhere I go, I’ll make sure that my music is with me.<br>
	3]   Laptop (Apple) – I like color white. I’m really craving to have this one. I badly needed it for my course; want to keep it with me everywhere I go.  I just have a pc at home, how sad.  : c<br>
	4] Piano – well, all my life I’m dreaming to be a pianist; want to have this at home. If I don’t have something to do, I just want to play, and play piano especially when I am sad.<br>
	5] Compilations of all the movies I like (to give you a few: Serendipity, Harry Potter series, Superman, If Only, Take the Lead, Step Up, Aquamarine, The Classic, The Pirates of the Caribbean, What a Girl Wants, Shutter, 8mile, The Fast and the Furious, etc.) - I’m a movie addict; I want to have an original copy of my favorite movies, so I could watch it all over and over again.<br>
	6] Harry Potter Books Collection – though, I’m not fond of reading, I want to have a copy of it; I admire Harry Potter and of course, the man behind it -J.K Rowling (you rock!). </p>
	<p>Huh?! Not so many, right? Well, just top six on my wish list. Honestly, there’s a lot more. Although, I’m craving to have them, as of now, that’s not my priority. I can’t afford to buy one of those at this moment, there’s something more important. </p>
	<p>Can someone out there grant one of my wish? Don’t take it too seriously, I’m just kidding. <img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0">
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	&lt;p&gt;im sharing you all my sweetest smile. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;have a blessed day. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;*hugs and kissess*
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/24/nice_morning_everyone~1964083/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>though, im superlate it's still a nice morning...</p>
	<p>im sharing you all my sweetest smile. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>have a blessed day. </p>
	<p>*hugs and kissess*
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/24/superlate~1964079/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>morning class is 7 o'clock and i arrived at around pass 8. <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0">
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Hhhmm.&lt;br&gt;
I took a quick look at my bedside clock with one eye open.&lt;br&gt;
4:30 in the morning.&lt;br&gt;
Still sleepy and I don’t want to get out of my bed.&lt;br&gt;
I still have for about an hour to sleep.&lt;br&gt;
1, 2, 3 . . .&lt;br&gt;
And there I go again, I fell asleep.&lt;br&gt;
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh my God, it’s already six in the morning.&lt;br&gt;
Must be kidding.&lt;br&gt;
I have to arrive at school exactly 7 o’clock.&lt;br&gt;
I just have one hour left to prepare myself, for the transportation, and all.&lt;br&gt;
One hour is not enough.&lt;br&gt;
I spend at least thirty minutes taking a bath; at least twenty minutes to get dress; and other minute for some stuffs. Thank God that I’m not putting make-ups. If ever, oh well, surely it will take for about thirty minutes to do it. ;p&lt;br&gt;
Dammit!&lt;br&gt;
Where’s my thing? &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_question.gif" alt=":?:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Not here, oh there. It’s everywhere. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_evil.gif" alt="&gt;:-[" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I wasn’t able to prepare my things before I sleep last night.&lt;br&gt;
Yesterday was so tiring!&lt;br&gt;
Oh, I’m cramming—anyways, it’s been part of my everyday life.&lt;br&gt;
What a bad morning! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I thought it would gonna be fine and beautiful day. I was not able to take my breakfast even drink water. After preparing myself, I grabbed my bag and left my apartment. I’m already late. I left at around 7:25 and it takes for about fifteen minutes to get there. Waahhh! Disaster! Finally, I arrived at school holding my breath, almost one hour late. Thank God there’s no one occupying my favorite place.  I took my sit and try to catch up in the lessons; but sadly, I can’t concentrate. I’m in a bad mood and I feel so sleepy and hungry. So instead of listening, I mind my own business while pretending that I am listening and understand what he taught. I’m so bad! At that moment, all I want is to full my empty stomach. After spending an hour sitting, finally, times up- dismiss time. It’s time to eat. I and two of my friends decided to eat besides our school building. Honestly, I don’t want to eat there, though, I have so many options I decided to eat with them. One cup of fried rice, one sunny-side up egg, some slice of meat, one bottle of water—one of my problems solved. I’m full. After eating, I’m thinking where to spend my whole day—roam around in the school or better go home. I don’t have class anymore at that day; but I still don’t want to go home and bury myself there alone. I’m on that thinking when I remember that I forgot to save in my flash drive the files that I needed, so I decided to enter the building again to get that files in my account. I’m alone again because my two friends have to attend some class. I took the stairs instead of the elevator. I save the files that I needed immediately; I also get the files of my crush in his account (I just want to have some idea of what he’s doing and I’m doing a background check), luckily, I know his account ID (but not his password) so I was able to get it without knowing him and of everybody. How I do that? Well, we’re working in a network and there are some keywords for you to access it and luckily I know that.  Getting files in someone’s account is forbidden. If you caught, there’s a punishments—either dismissal or they will ban your account. Fortunately, no one saw me. Of course, I just do that if no one of the staffs is around. Hehehe. So there, I got his files. I got one folder with the folder name “old”—that’s all his files. But I already have an idea on what inside of it; his student fact sheet. I don’t’ attempt to open it there because I’m afraid that somebody might see me especially him. After saving all the files, I decided to go home. I’m so excited looking at his files. On my way getting out of the building, I accidentally saw a friend and I greeted her. We have some minutes of conversation regarding our stuffs to do. She’s going to attend her class and I’m going home. She can’t believe when I told her that I’ll go home; she knows me, I always go home late. I was about to walk when she called me again. She’s looking for something in her bag, after some minutes she gave me something. My favorite- - a piece of goldilocks polvoron. How sweet! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt; I was touched. She really knows me; I’m always craving for it. I can’t say a word, I said “thank you”. I was surprised. Yah, it’s just a piece of polvoron, but for me, it’s a big thing. All of a sudden, my mood changed. It’s not a bad day after all. Feels like I was born again just because of that polvoron. What a great feeling. So there, I go home with a smile. I’m not bad mood anymore. When I got home, the first thing I did is open my pc. I can’t wait to see the files of my crush. There, I open it excitedly. And I’m right, it’s his fact sheet. It’s just a seventeen pages and I read it many times. And there’s a bonus, aside from his personal information’s (his full name, birth date, home address, telephone and cell phone number) there’s a 2x2 ID picture. Yes! At last, I have a picture of him. Surely, I will keep that. I was able to know some of his personalities too. He’s some kind of a perfectionist and he does things whole-heartedly according to his personal statement. He’s also good in drawing, although, I haven’t seen some of his works. But I’m pretty sure that he’s really good. When we’re classmates before, I always saw him holding a pencil and his notebook. Well, I guess he’s making his masterpiece. Knowing some information about him is quite an achievement to me, it’s really a big thing. I can’t explain the feeling but I’m so happy about it. I’m really interested in the personalities he have.  Little by little, I was able to know him even though it’s just limited and in terms of write-ups and sometimes eavesdrop.  &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt; I know spending time with him is the only way to know him better, but I’m not looking forward for it to happen. I doubt it. He’s a snob; that’s why I’m interested with him. As of now, I’m contented with the information and the things I have regarding him. I do really appreciate that information’s; that’s better than not at all. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My bad day turns a blessed day. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Thank you Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/small_things_are_always_a_big_thing~1952014/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Wednesday.<br>
Hhhmm.<br>
I took a quick look at my bedside clock with one eye open.<br>
4:30 in the morning.<br>
Still sleepy and I don’t want to get out of my bed.<br>
I still have for about an hour to sleep.<br>
1, 2, 3 . . .<br>
And there I go again, I fell asleep.<br>
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. <img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Oh my God, it’s already six in the morning.<br>
Must be kidding.<br>
I have to arrive at school exactly 7 o’clock.<br>
I just have one hour left to prepare myself, for the transportation, and all.<br>
One hour is not enough.<br>
I spend at least thirty minutes taking a bath; at least twenty minutes to get dress; and other minute for some stuffs. Thank God that I’m not putting make-ups. If ever, oh well, surely it will take for about thirty minutes to do it. ;p<br>
Dammit!<br>
Where’s my thing? <img src="/img/smilies/icon_question.gif" alt=":?:" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Not here, oh there. It’s everywhere. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_evil.gif" alt=">:-[" class="middle" border="0"><br>
I wasn’t able to prepare my things before I sleep last night.<br>
Yesterday was so tiring!<br>
Oh, I’m cramming—anyways, it’s been part of my everyday life.<br>
What a bad morning! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>I thought it would gonna be fine and beautiful day. I was not able to take my breakfast even drink water. After preparing myself, I grabbed my bag and left my apartment. I’m already late. I left at around 7:25 and it takes for about fifteen minutes to get there. Waahhh! Disaster! Finally, I arrived at school holding my breath, almost one hour late. Thank God there’s no one occupying my favorite place.  I took my sit and try to catch up in the lessons; but sadly, I can’t concentrate. I’m in a bad mood and I feel so sleepy and hungry. So instead of listening, I mind my own business while pretending that I am listening and understand what he taught. I’m so bad! At that moment, all I want is to full my empty stomach. After spending an hour sitting, finally, times up- dismiss time. It’s time to eat. I and two of my friends decided to eat besides our school building. Honestly, I don’t want to eat there, though, I have so many options I decided to eat with them. One cup of fried rice, one sunny-side up egg, some slice of meat, one bottle of water—one of my problems solved. I’m full. After eating, I’m thinking where to spend my whole day—roam around in the school or better go home. I don’t have class anymore at that day; but I still don’t want to go home and bury myself there alone. I’m on that thinking when I remember that I forgot to save in my flash drive the files that I needed, so I decided to enter the building again to get that files in my account. I’m alone again because my two friends have to attend some class. I took the stairs instead of the elevator. I save the files that I needed immediately; I also get the files of my crush in his account (I just want to have some idea of what he’s doing and I’m doing a background check), luckily, I know his account ID (but not his password) so I was able to get it without knowing him and of everybody. How I do that? Well, we’re working in a network and there are some keywords for you to access it and luckily I know that.  Getting files in someone’s account is forbidden. If you caught, there’s a punishments—either dismissal or they will ban your account. Fortunately, no one saw me. Of course, I just do that if no one of the staffs is around. Hehehe. So there, I got his files. I got one folder with the folder name “old”—that’s all his files. But I already have an idea on what inside of it; his student fact sheet. I don’t’ attempt to open it there because I’m afraid that somebody might see me especially him. After saving all the files, I decided to go home. I’m so excited looking at his files. On my way getting out of the building, I accidentally saw a friend and I greeted her. We have some minutes of conversation regarding our stuffs to do. She’s going to attend her class and I’m going home. She can’t believe when I told her that I’ll go home; she knows me, I always go home late. I was about to walk when she called me again. She’s looking for something in her bag, after some minutes she gave me something. My favorite- - a piece of goldilocks polvoron. How sweet! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"> I was touched. She really knows me; I’m always craving for it. I can’t say a word, I said “thank you”. I was surprised. Yah, it’s just a piece of polvoron, but for me, it’s a big thing. All of a sudden, my mood changed. It’s not a bad day after all. Feels like I was born again just because of that polvoron. What a great feeling. So there, I go home with a smile. I’m not bad mood anymore. When I got home, the first thing I did is open my pc. I can’t wait to see the files of my crush. There, I open it excitedly. And I’m right, it’s his fact sheet. It’s just a seventeen pages and I read it many times. And there’s a bonus, aside from his personal information’s (his full name, birth date, home address, telephone and cell phone number) there’s a 2x2 ID picture. Yes! At last, I have a picture of him. Surely, I will keep that. I was able to know some of his personalities too. He’s some kind of a perfectionist and he does things whole-heartedly according to his personal statement. He’s also good in drawing, although, I haven’t seen some of his works. But I’m pretty sure that he’s really good. When we’re classmates before, I always saw him holding a pencil and his notebook. Well, I guess he’s making his masterpiece. Knowing some information about him is quite an achievement to me, it’s really a big thing. I can’t explain the feeling but I’m so happy about it. I’m really interested in the personalities he have.  Little by little, I was able to know him even though it’s just limited and in terms of write-ups and sometimes eavesdrop.  <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"> I know spending time with him is the only way to know him better, but I’m not looking forward for it to happen. I doubt it. He’s a snob; that’s why I’m interested with him. As of now, I’m contented with the information and the things I have regarding him. I do really appreciate that information’s; that’s better than not at all. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>My bad day turns a blessed day. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Thank you Wednesday.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/small_things_are_always_a_big_thing~1952014/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/blogfriends~1951924/"><default:title>blogfriends. . .</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/blogfriends~1951924/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-22T10:26:18+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;hi there! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i just want to apologize if i don't visit your blog regularly and leave a comment there but i'm reading it. i'm so busy just for now, i have lots of deadlines and i have to finish it on time. i hope that you'll understand. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":'(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/blogfriends~1951924/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>hi there! </p>
	<p>i just want to apologize if i don't visit your blog regularly and leave a comment there but i'm reading it. i'm so busy just for now, i have lots of deadlines and i have to finish it on time. i hope that you'll understand. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":&#39;(" class="middle" border="0">
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<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/22/blogfriends~1951924/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/introducing_the_spiderwoman~1937797/"><default:title>INTRODUCING: "The Spiderwoman"</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/introducing_the_spiderwoman~1937797/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-20T09:17:54+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“If there’s Spiderman expect that there’s also a Spiderwoman.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/119/1258119_9990d98382_s.jpg" alt="spiderwoman" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Who would have thought that the girl in the picture is me itself? ;p&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yes, that’s me.&lt;br&gt;
Spiderwoman. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Why Spiderwoman?&lt;br&gt;
Well, because I like Spiderman—that’s all.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And as far as I know, there’s still no one claiming the title “Spiderwoman.” But I’m not saying that I’m claiming it. Just uhhmm having a fun out of it; considering and calling myself Spiderwoman. But ooppss don’t think that I also possess what Spiderman have and his character; just a sort of. And the rest, I have my own—unique. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;  Want to know those? Ohhh, I’m sorry! I can’t tell it. It’s your job to know. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok.&lt;br&gt;
About the picture:&lt;br&gt;
That picture was taken by my friend in my small apartment. Actually, we’re just having fun taking pictures of ourselves portraying different characteristics; can be like a goddess, fairy, ghost, assassin, model, artist, anomalous, mannequin, and whatever we want.   Until I come up with an idea that I do really want. I want to have a picture that not everyone can portray. Or if so, you only can see it in a movie or it’s very rare. Some of you may think that I did some editing of it, well honestly, just a bit. Hehehe. It’s so hard to hang up there; facing and holding the wall. You have to hold tight or else you will fall. To hold where? Well, just in yourself. And I’ll admit that I did some magical tricks also to do that. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; You just have to believe that everything is possible. It takes for about a minute when we finished taking that one. And all worth it. Everyone can do that, give it a try but be careful.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyways, there’s no big thing here.&lt;br&gt;
Just want to have fun out of myself.&lt;br&gt;
And I like it.&lt;br&gt;
It’s crazy! Damn it!&lt;br&gt;
I can be crazy like hell, but of course, I know my limitations. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/introducing_the_spiderwoman~1937797/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em>“If there’s Spiderman expect that there’s also a Spiderwoman.”</em></p>
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<img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/119/1258119_9990d98382_s.jpg" alt="spiderwoman" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p>
	<p><br><br>
Who would have thought that the girl in the picture is me itself? ;p</p>
	<p>Yes, that’s me.<br>
Spiderwoman. </p>
	<p>Why Spiderwoman?<br>
Well, because I like Spiderman—that’s all.<img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"><br>
And as far as I know, there’s still no one claiming the title “Spiderwoman.” But I’m not saying that I’m claiming it. Just uhhmm having a fun out of it; considering and calling myself Spiderwoman. But ooppss don’t think that I also possess what Spiderman have and his character; just a sort of. And the rest, I have my own—unique. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0">  Want to know those? Ohhh, I’m sorry! I can’t tell it. It’s your job to know. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Ok.<br>
About the picture:<br>
That picture was taken by my friend in my small apartment. Actually, we’re just having fun taking pictures of ourselves portraying different characteristics; can be like a goddess, fairy, ghost, assassin, model, artist, anomalous, mannequin, and whatever we want.   Until I come up with an idea that I do really want. I want to have a picture that not everyone can portray. Or if so, you only can see it in a movie or it’s very rare. Some of you may think that I did some editing of it, well honestly, just a bit. Hehehe. It’s so hard to hang up there; facing and holding the wall. You have to hold tight or else you will fall. To hold where? Well, just in yourself. And I’ll admit that I did some magical tricks also to do that. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"> You just have to believe that everything is possible. It takes for about a minute when we finished taking that one. And all worth it. Everyone can do that, give it a try but be careful.</p>
	<p>Anyways, there’s no big thing here.<br>
Just want to have fun out of myself.<br>
And I like it.<br>
It’s crazy! Damn it!<br>
I can be crazy like hell, but of course, I know my limitations. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
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	&lt;p&gt; Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/p&gt;
	
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix&lt;/p&gt;
	
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;can't wait to see, read and watch this. I'm really a Harry Potter fan. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/harry_potter_fan_ou_there~1937726/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Countdowns: </p>
	<p> Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows</p>
	
	<p><br><br><br>
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix</p>
	
	<p></p>
	<p>can't wait to see, read and watch this. I'm really a Harry Potter fan. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0">
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<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/harry_potter_fan_ou_there~1937726/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/u_turn~1937295/"><default:title>U-Turn. . .</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/u_turn~1937295/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-20T07:15:00+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I spent my weekends reading the novel “about face by Fern Michaels—New York Times Bestselling Author”. Actually that’s not what I planned; my original plan is to watch movie all day long. But unfortunately, it’s not destined to happen. Jennylyn Fernandez’ DVD player that I borrowed a long time ago has no controller and I just have two DVD’s to watch— my super ex-girlfriend, which I already watched, and the other one is 8in1 love story movie collection volume 3 which includes 1] a walk to remember (Shane West and Mandy Moore) which I accidentally watched in HBO long time ago, 2] Sweet November (Keanu Reeves), 3] Ghost (Demi Moore), 4] The Notebook (Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams) I watched it in the big screen with my cousin, 5] If Only (Jennifer Love Hewitt and Paul Nicholls), 6] Sweet Home Alabama (Reese Witherspoon), 7] Love me if you dare&lt;br&gt;
( I don’t know the main cast), 8] Serendipity (John Cusack and Katie Beckinsale), I’m really dying to watch this one; I haven’t watch it yet. In those 8 movies, I was able to watch only one— if only. “He love her like there’s no tomorrow”, as the tagline. How I wish that someone will love me the same way. That movie was great and nice. It touched my soul. I like the story as well as the message—it’s touching. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Suppose to be I have so many choices to choose from, but since there’s no controller I can’t choose what I want and it’s not playing automatically; I mean, it will go to the main menu after the one that you watch and then you have to select a new one for you to able to watch it. Sadly, I can’t do that. I don’t have magical tricks for that. Only the controller can do that; and I can’t produce one. It was so disappointing! I don’t want to end my day doing nothing. Until I accidentally saw that book and I start reading it. Honestly, I’m not fond of reading. But at that time, it’s the best thing to do. So I read it, and guess what? I finish reading a 400 pages book in one day. Amazing! In the personality I have, oh that’s miracle. But I am sure that I understand what I have read. The story is fabulous. Although, the ending is usual just like of hundred stories that I have read; of course you will expect that it will end with, “and they lived happily ever after”.  But what’s astonishing here is the twist of the story and the character that is being portrayed of everyone. Especially, Casey Edwards—a woman without a past, her memory stripped of the terrifying events that shattered her innocence. She spent 10 years in the Sanctuary for medications after the ghastly incident that happened during her childhood. She’s living the present without even knowing her past – the hardship she went through, the horrendous childhood she has.  But she’s determined to untangle the web of secrets that threaten her future. And there’s one person who’s willing to help her discovering her past—Dr. Blake Hunter (who’s became his husband in the end of the story). &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Many issues arise in the story. But the bottom-line is: 1] “Be brave and strong enough to face/know the things you didn’t know.” 2] Don’t let the past control the present life.” 3] “Don’t lose hope.” 4] “If something bad happens, expect that there’s a good thing also. “ &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/u_turn~1937295/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I spent my weekends reading the novel “about face by Fern Michaels—New York Times Bestselling Author”. Actually that’s not what I planned; my original plan is to watch movie all day long. But unfortunately, it’s not destined to happen. Jennylyn Fernandez’ DVD player that I borrowed a long time ago has no controller and I just have two DVD’s to watch— my super ex-girlfriend, which I already watched, and the other one is 8in1 love story movie collection volume 3 which includes 1] a walk to remember (Shane West and Mandy Moore) which I accidentally watched in HBO long time ago, 2] Sweet November (Keanu Reeves), 3] Ghost (Demi Moore), 4] The Notebook (Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams) I watched it in the big screen with my cousin, 5] If Only (Jennifer Love Hewitt and Paul Nicholls), 6] Sweet Home Alabama (Reese Witherspoon), 7] Love me if you dare<br>
( I don’t know the main cast), 8] Serendipity (John Cusack and Katie Beckinsale), I’m really dying to watch this one; I haven’t watch it yet. In those 8 movies, I was able to watch only one— if only. “He love her like there’s no tomorrow”, as the tagline. How I wish that someone will love me the same way. That movie was great and nice. It touched my soul. I like the story as well as the message—it’s touching. </p>
	<p>Suppose to be I have so many choices to choose from, but since there’s no controller I can’t choose what I want and it’s not playing automatically; I mean, it will go to the main menu after the one that you watch and then you have to select a new one for you to able to watch it. Sadly, I can’t do that. I don’t have magical tricks for that. Only the controller can do that; and I can’t produce one. It was so disappointing! I don’t want to end my day doing nothing. Until I accidentally saw that book and I start reading it. Honestly, I’m not fond of reading. But at that time, it’s the best thing to do. So I read it, and guess what? I finish reading a 400 pages book in one day. Amazing! In the personality I have, oh that’s miracle. But I am sure that I understand what I have read. The story is fabulous. Although, the ending is usual just like of hundred stories that I have read; of course you will expect that it will end with, “and they lived happily ever after”.  But what’s astonishing here is the twist of the story and the character that is being portrayed of everyone. Especially, Casey Edwards—a woman without a past, her memory stripped of the terrifying events that shattered her innocence. She spent 10 years in the Sanctuary for medications after the ghastly incident that happened during her childhood. She’s living the present without even knowing her past – the hardship she went through, the horrendous childhood she has.  But she’s determined to untangle the web of secrets that threaten her future. And there’s one person who’s willing to help her discovering her past—Dr. Blake Hunter (who’s became his husband in the end of the story). </p>
	<p>Many issues arise in the story. But the bottom-line is: 1] “Be brave and strong enough to face/know the things you didn’t know.” 2] Don’t let the past control the present life.” 3] “Don’t lose hope.” 4] “If something bad happens, expect that there’s a good thing also. “ </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/u_turn~1937295/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/19/those_actios~1931176/"><default:title>those actios. . .</default:title><default:link>http://yankeedoo.blog.co.uk/2007/03/19/those_actios~1931176/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-19T10:28:47+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;It was a bad day actually; I   went to school early to catch up my practical exam. I thought I was so late so I run so fast like hell.  I still have to get some review. Reaching there was disappointing. There are no people, at first I thought they’re already dismissed and fortunately I was wrong. Its still early, I still have to wait outside for about thirty minutes. I’m the early bird I am not late just like what I thought. I decided to stay where I am and wait there than roam around the building. At least there, less people; that time, students are not allowed to go there because programming contest was being conducted, only students who have class there are allowed to enter, that’s why I am free to roam around in that area. But instead of walking I prefer to stand and lay my back on the wall watching people trying to enter in that area. Well, though I don’t care about them. I was thinking about something when I accidentally make a glance at the entrance hall and I saw a familiar figure, it was him. Finally, I saw him after for about a week. When I’m about to look at his face, our eyes met. He also saw me. I’m looking at him and he’s looking at me not intentionally. What funny about that is he can’t stare at me; I mean when our eyes met, he take a quick look at me like he was so shy and then he focus to other things but I admit, he’s a snob. I can’t forget his actions, it’s strange. You really can figure in his actions that he was really shy. If that so, I am wondering why he portray those actions. Ooppss! I am not putting colors to that or looking forward for something. It’s just that it’s a mystery to me. He’s been like that to me since the day I first saw him. Well, I really can’t judge him; all I know is his name. He’s not also a friend. Maybe, he always like that to a stranger. He’s personality has been a mystery to me. With his angelic face, those little cute eyes, his smiles; mysteries are being seen. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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