<?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-12477043</id><updated>2012-02-12T23:57:07.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fabgelous</title><subtitle type='html'>Fabgelous: When He Was In High School</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-8613760851246242000</id><published>2010-07-23T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:27:06.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.I Use LJ Now.</title><content type='html'>Woah. I haven't visited this thing for the longest time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blogging for quite a while, haven't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this thing, I used Xanga. I even had 2 Xanga accounts! How sick is that? Then I moved here. Then I moved to Multiply. But all those things are defunct now. I use LJ now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my friends are still using Blogspot but it'll be hard to go back here since this was my "highschool blog". I don't want to touch it. It's sacred for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to remain as the highschool me and it's something I could go back to and remind me of how naive I was back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still want to know how I grew, visit my LiveJournal. It's my permanent home---for now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIsit my LJ here: &lt;a href="http://fabgelous.livejournal.com"&gt;http://fabgelous.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-8613760851246242000?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/8613760851246242000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=8613760851246242000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/8613760851246242000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/8613760851246242000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-use-lj-now.html' title='.I Use LJ Now.'/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-114019252711740199</id><published>2006-02-18T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:08:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.FULLY MULTIPLY CONVERT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Before, I post blog entries here and post pictures in Multiply. Well now, I think it's much better to post both things in Multiply. So if you're an avid reader of my Blogspot [nag feeling?!], I wont blog here anymore. All entries will now be posted in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Buhbye Blogspot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-114019252711740199?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/114019252711740199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=114019252711740199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/114019252711740199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/114019252711740199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113972504964343435</id><published>2006-02-12T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:22:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.A BIRTHDAY GREETING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/nn2kap.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.A BIRTHDAY GREETING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just want to greet my oh so fabulous pal, &lt;strong&gt;Ange dela Cruz&lt;/strong&gt; a very happy birthday!! I am so psyched up for her Arabian Mystique Sweet Sixteen. I'm sure it's going to be heluva fun! I miss you Ange!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113972504964343435?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113972504964343435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113972504964343435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113972504964343435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113972504964343435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/birthday-greeting.html' title='.A BIRTHDAY GREETING.'/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1.tinypic.com/nn2kap_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113964338159371843</id><published>2006-02-11T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T15:36:21.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.DEALING WITH PASAWAY KIDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     My CSP [Tulay ng Kabataan 4, Cubao] session for today wasn't that nice. I arrived a bit early at CSP today. I arrived at about 9:36, I was 30 minutes early. So, what I did was just stick the posters I bought for them at the wall. I was so glad that they appreciated it. Afterwards, I taught the kids already. We played a game. I would flash them the Addition flash cards and whoever answers first will get the flash cards, the one with most cards win. One of the kids got angry because he wanted to keep the flashcards as his own. He didn't understand that it was for all of them. Nagmamaalat siya buong araw! Then, Marc arrived. He was late kasi. One of the kids stole Marc's scientific calculator from his bag. Good thing, I saw that the guy was holding the calculator. Ate Lani[the facilitator] got really angry at him. Then, I taught the kids how to tell time. They were like, "I don't want to study anymore." So Marc and I just played with our new friend, Mack. He's badeht too. Haha. Then Marc and I just took pictures of each other. The kids wanted to have their pictures taken too. They were grabbing our cellphones and were taking pictures of themseleves. They were also playing with games and stuff. Ate Lani got really frustrated na that time. It was a good thing, it was time for us to be dismissed. The kids were really so pasaway today. After CSP, Marc and I went to Ali Mall. We just strolled around. We didn't want to eat there  so we went to SM Cubao and just ate at the food court there. I bought myself an Imago album. It is so nice! It's a must-buy for all OPM idie fans out there. Anways, this day was so stressfull because of the pasaway kids I had to deal with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113964338159371843?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113964338159371843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113964338159371843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113964338159371843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113964338159371843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113956368149379712</id><published>2006-02-10T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:28:01.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.tinypic.com/ngem9g.jpg" align="left" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.MY DAY TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I had super fun during our Science period awhileago. We did this project wherein you mix two chemicals together and then they change color. Then you blow the chemical until it becomes colorless again, then you add the chemical which makes it change color. Guess what color it changes too. &lt;strong&gt;PINK!&lt;/strong&gt; Hehe... But after Science period, something made me feel sad. &lt;em&gt;Aaron&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Marc&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Mico&lt;/em&gt; was supposed to accompany me to &lt;em&gt;Bench Fix&lt;/em&gt; today. I saw them at the &lt;em&gt;Promenade&lt;/em&gt; so I talked to them. &lt;em&gt;Ymam&lt;/em&gt; joked that they didn't have any intentions to go with me. So they were fighting and all. Then they discovered that we will just go to Bench then I would go home already. So they didn't want to go anymore because nothing was in store for them. They said that they will just go to Josh's house. Then Aaron made a comment. He said, "Sino bang mas mayaman?" That statement alarmed me. It's ok that they wanted to go to Josh's house but the fact that they were comparing who were richer as a base of who they will accompany struck me. I felt that riches was their basis for friendship. It was like they were only making me their friend because of my belongings. &lt;strong&gt;Well, I'm still Unleashed and I know that this problem will be resolved by tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Maybe Marc will talk to me during CSP.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;But I really hope that they consider me a friend because of who I really am and not because of what I own. Because, I know that I consider them my friends regardless of their social standing. &lt;/strong&gt;Anyways, I went to Bench Fix all alone. I am semi- kal beauty once again. Haha. After getting a haircut, I felt better. Now I understand why in some movies if the girls feel sad, they go to the salon. After going to Bench Fix, I went to &lt;em&gt;CD-R King &lt;/em&gt;to buy Bluetooth for my computer. Wooohoo. Now, I can load pics from my cell to my PC and vice versa. Afterwards, I went to &lt;em&gt;NBS&lt;/em&gt; and bought some educational stuff for my CSP kids. I bought flash cards, crayons, coloring books and learning posters. Shopping is what I do best and it's much better if it's shopping for a cause. I hope the Tulay 4 kids appreciate what I bring them. My day today is a mixture of happiness and a bit of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113956368149379712?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113956368149379712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113956368149379712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113956368149379712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113956368149379712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1.tinypic.com/ngem9g_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113939457286334681</id><published>2006-02-08T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:29:32.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.SPOONFED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     The bio LT awhileago was literally eating peanuts. Everything was spoon fed. It was all multiply choice. There was no part you would think or something. Well I kind of had a hard time in the sequencing part cuz I forgot but everything was soooo easy. Anyways, there's nothing really exciting that happened today except for that. So this entry will just end right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113939457286334681?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113939457286334681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113939457286334681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113939457286334681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113939457286334681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113931738421112018</id><published>2006-02-07T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:03:04.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.A MID SUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM IN FILIPINO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I just came home from watching "Panaginip..Ekek". It was such a hilarious play! The events are just so funny and so were the witty lines.[those that I understood, anyway.] I really liked that it had such a simple story line. It was easy to follow. But the play had a drawback though, for me anyway. I didn't understand some of the words. Hehe. But nevertheless, it was still such a good play. I also loved the funny angels. They provided comic relief in the play. Anyways, being the fashionate that I am, I just want to comment on the outfit[costume] of one girl. She was wearing a black top, a white long sleeved top tied up to her chest, a blue skirt, which were all fabulous, but she ended it with Chucks and high multi colored socks! Ugh!! Chucks, I admit, are fab, but wearing it with a long flowy skirt just doesn't work. Sure Chucks can be worn with skirts like denim for that funky look but never ever with a long flowy skirt!! She should have worn stilettos nalang. Oh well, I think I'm the only one who noticed that anyway. Hehe. That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.WORD FOR THE DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wafu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;adj. meaning: handsome [from the filipino word gwapo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.LOVE QUOTE OF THE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You love someone not because you want him to love you back&lt;br /&gt;but rather, you love him because you found no reason not to. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113931738421112018?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113931738421112018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113931738421112018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113931738421112018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113931738421112018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113922476327762709</id><published>2006-02-06T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T19:19:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.STRESSED MUCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     This is like the only time I did a project all alone. I liked started doing it kaninang 9 AM, ngayon ko lang natapos. It was super duper stressfull!! Well, I sent the Powerpoint na to my group mate. I just hope he tweaks and fixes it a bit. That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113922476327762709?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113922476327762709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113922476327762709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113922476327762709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113922476327762709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113912432463417020</id><published>2006-02-05T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:25:24.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.I'M BACK!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     You've read it right. After my two years of non existence, I am finally back. So, don't celebrate just yet, I'm still alive! And with a come back, comes a new layout. Everybody knows I am passionate about fashion. Passionate+Fashion= Fashionate! Hehe. Making this layout was such a blast for me. I had fun picking out the outfits. And my sister is such a brooding photographer. She was the one who took all the pictures in this layout. Anyways, I am back for good and I am so happy to be online again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113912432463417020?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113912432463417020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113912432463417020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113912432463417020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113912432463417020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113487416718073599</id><published>2005-12-18T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T10:49:27.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.IT'S TIME TO HAVE MY SAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      As you all know, I've haven't been online for a long time (one month to be excact). So when I got to be online, I did my usual check-on-the-things-to-be-checked ritual. I got to read my Chattebox for the first time since I was online. I only have one thing to say to those who posted: thanks for dropping by! I really find it amusing that you find joy in posting nasty comments at my Chatterbox! For someone you claim to loathe so much, talaga naman binabalik balikan niyo pa blog/Multiply ko! But seriously speaking, you really need to get a life. It's such a know fact already that people who tease someone so much are insecure of themseleves. Since they can't accept their own flaws, they find reassurance by teasing others. Kawawa naman kayo. Hindi niyo matanggap sarili niyo. Kainlangan niyo pa kong idamay. Sure, I have a million and one flaws but I've accepted them all already. It's time you accept yours. I'm not saying this for you to stop posting nasty comments in my Chatterbox. Kung gusto niyo, araw arawin niyo pa eh! Pero isipin niyo muna kung bakit nga ba kayo nagpopost dun. Kung nagpopost kayo dahil gusto niyong tigilan ko ang aking usual na ginagawa katulad ng pagpicture sa sarili ko, etc. etc. well sorry nalang kayo. I won't stop what I'm doing just for you people. Kung nagpopost kayo dahil gusto niyong ipamukha na pangit ako. OK. I get it: Ayaw niyo sakin kasi pangit ako. Big deal. Kung ayaw niyo sa mukha ko, wag nalang kayo tumingin! Lastly, may gusto pala kong sabihin. I want to thank you for hating me and thinking that I'm ugly.  If you don't hate me, walang magmamahal sakin. Thank you so much for restoring the balance of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Here are my replies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gorgeous(05-12-14 09:30:23 58.69.37.81) : gorgeous?? wala ka pa sa kalingkingan ng kagandahan ni morato.. nandun cya sa taas.. ikaw ang nasa pinakababang level.. ikaw ang pinakapangit na bading na nakita ng mundo!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone-na-inaway-mo(05-12-14 09:28:38 58.69.37.81): putang ina mo! tone deaf ka pa! pleasE! maawa ka sa music at fashion industry! wala kang kwenta.. oo nga "maganda" nga damit mo.. pero hnd matatago ng mga magagara mong damit ang tunay mong kapangitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;ui! ikaw pala si gorgeous! bakit hindi mo sinabi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nikki(05-12-08 15:23:50 58.69.36.73): cyempre pinagtatanggol ko c gelo kasi kasing pangit ko cya!! ano ba kayo!! napaka pangit naming dalawa! gelo's my friend.. ang napakapangit kong friend.. and i can say na ang ugly nga nya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- alam mo, may tinatawag kasing IP address, sa susunod na magtatag ka alamin mo yun ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nikki( 05-11-29 14:44:44 202.81.183.41): dba sbi mo magpakilala... eh di eto na... i'm nikiki one of his closest friends in STC.. well, nakikita mo lng sya. pero ndi mo talaga sya nakakasama everyweek.. ay nako... tama na! tumigil nlng kayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- ito ang totoong nikki! kaya napaghahalatang fake yung isa eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nikki(05-11-29 14:31:59 202.81.183.41): btw gelo... i love the AP presentation pics.. ang cute niyo dun! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- thanks sis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nikki(05-11-29 14:31:23 202.81.183.41): TRUE friends nga nman.. ang tunay na kaibigan hindi ka pipilitin sa bagay na gusto lng ng kaibigan mo for you..ay nga pala, feel ko kcng panget ng ugali mo ung mukha mo.. woman's instinct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-thanks for backing me up, girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nikki(05-11-29 14:27:13 202.81.183.41): btw, walang mapapala ang pagtry mong pigilan ang "kabaliwan" as you would say..kc life niya 'to.. kung saan sya happy eh di go.. i'm happy for him whatever path he chooses for his OWN life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;may point ka! salamat talaga na pinagtatanggol mo ko dito!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;morato(05-11-29 10:07:16 203.131.143.12): at ang dahilan ng pagpunta ko rito ay para itigil ang isang kabaliwan... ang kabaliwang maganda c gelo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mikee(05-11-26 13:42:25 203.131.143.12) i'd be lying if i didn't say ur as ugly as hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;sino ba talaga toh? si morato o c mikee? make up your minds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone(05-11-27 03:43:24 202.81.182.36): gelo! nice blog! s0o0o pink!!!! wag kang maniwala sa mga sinabi nila... sino ba sila? eeewwww! yung mga ganyang pests hindi na dapat pinapansin sa mundo! inggit lng sila.. ayt? see u soon gurl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-onga! tama ka diyan! i won't let those people turn me down. they can say whatever they want to!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     There you have it. I already said what I needed to. Kung ano gusto niyong gawin pagkatapos basahin toh, gawin niyo. Pwede niyong ipagpatuloy ang "mukha kang ebak" marathon sa Chatterbox. Basta kahit anong sabihin niyo, ok lang sakin. The people who are really close to me know the real me. That's already enough for me. I wouldn't let the opinion of someone I barely know affect me. Besides, you can't really win in the public eye. &lt;strong&gt;As long as I know that I still have my friends and family who supports me and loves me for who I am and what I ain't, I can already feel that I am the most beautiful person in the world. (kahit mukha man akong ebak!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113487416718073599?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113487416718073599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113487416718073599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113487416718073599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113487416718073599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113487079412206034</id><published>2005-12-18T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T09:53:14.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.I'VE MISSED THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Ohmeigahd!! Namiss ko na toh! Ang tagal tagal ko nang hinde nagoonline!! Isang month na! I know I have a lot of things to talk about (the Chatterbox issue, Sportsfest, Ani Mo Ani Ko, Classnight, report card giving, tipsy moments, etc..etc..) but I don't really have the time. My phone line in my room is still broken. I'm just in Netopia right now doing my A.P. homework. I just did this post for the sake of blogging. Na miss ko na kasi talaga! 'Till next time. Toodles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113487079412206034?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113487079412206034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113487079412206034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113487079412206034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113487079412206034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113257456478561712</id><published>2005-11-21T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T20:02:52.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.ROCK FOR A CAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fxt7ap.jpg" width="316" align="center" length="453" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is to help out my sistahs from MC! They are organizing a rock concert called Takipsilim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TAKIPSILIM is a rock concert for a cause. They decided on the name Takipsilim because it could mean two things: twilight, and if taken literally, a shelter. All proceeds will be given to Bantay Bata to give more ill-fated children shelter. Takipsilim will feature some of the country’s most requested musical performers [Kjwan, Imago, Chicosci and Sponge Cola] as well as amateur high school bands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Details:&lt;br /&gt;Friday, February 3, 2006&lt;br /&gt;7pm&lt;br /&gt;Ang Bahay ng Alumni, UP Diliman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Theywill be getting 6 more bands for the line-up. If you are interested, please contact &lt;a href="http://cheddaralmighty.multiply.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cheddar de Leon&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M - 09178231167&lt;br /&gt;YM - dardar_15&lt;br /&gt;email - &lt;a href="mailto:takipsilim@cheddar.tk"&gt;takipsilim@cheddar.tk&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So kung may banda ka o bumubuo palang ng banda, AUDTION NA KAYO!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TAKIPSILIM is presented to you by Miriam College High School sophomores in cooperation with Ideal Events International&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;visit: &lt;a href="http://takipsilimconcert.multiply.com/"&gt;http://takipsilimconcert.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt; for more information! ^_~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113257456478561712?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113257456478561712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113257456478561712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113257456478561712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113257456478561712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113257456478561712.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113257121543987791</id><published>2005-11-21T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:06:55.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.A LOT OF THINGS CAN HAPPEN ON A MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- &lt;strong&gt;A high score in a Science long test.&lt;/strong&gt; Woot! Woot! 47/50!! Oh dibuh! Siyempre happy ako noh! Iba yung level eh. Minus three. First time toh! Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- &lt;strong&gt;A perfect score in a Religion quiz.&lt;/strong&gt; Masaya ako na nakaperfect ako. Kainlangan kong makahabol noh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;strong&gt;Passing grades in Math.&lt;/strong&gt; Natutuwa naman ako na pasado na ko sa Math! As you all know, nung First Term bagsak ako sa Math. Nakakatuwa talaga na nakakapasa na ko. 'Di ko hangarin mag top or something basta makapasa na, OK na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- &lt;strong&gt;Performance level sa Filipino!&lt;/strong&gt; Nag bigkasan exam kami kanina. I think napakita [or is naparinig?] ko nanaman ang best ko. At least perfect dibuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- &lt;strong&gt;Almost completed webpage project in Computer Education.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank God. Buti nalang may blog na ko at marunong na ko sa HTML!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- &lt;strong&gt;Nagpakamartyr-para-sa-tipsy moment.&lt;/strong&gt; I can't believe I painted a whole box for my tipsy! I am never ever doing something for a tipsy again. Madidissapoint ka lang in the end. Wala ka namang mapapala noh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- &lt;strong&gt;Nagpapansin-at-linandi-ang-tipsy moment.&lt;/strong&gt; Shades as eyeglasses are just so cute! Bavarian is soo cute!! Unleashed knows about this. Haha. No room for elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- &lt;strong&gt;New layout!&lt;/strong&gt; Black and white theme. I think it's really nice. Para kakaiba naman. Nakakasawa narin na puro pink diba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I told you a lot of things can happen on a Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113257121543987791?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113257121543987791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113257121543987791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113257121543987791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113257121543987791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113257117991937532</id><published>2005-11-21T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:06:55.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.A LOT OF THINGS CAN HAPPEN ON A MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- &lt;strong&gt;A high score in a Science long test.&lt;/strong&gt; Woot! Woot! 47/50!! Oh dibuh! Siyempre happy ako noh! Iba yung level eh. Minus three. First time toh! Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- &lt;strong&gt;A perfect score in a Religion quiz.&lt;/strong&gt; Masaya ako na nakaperfect ako. Kainlangan kong makahabol noh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;strong&gt;Passing grades in Math.&lt;/strong&gt; Natutuwa naman ako na pasado na ko sa Math! As you all know, nung First Term bagsak ako sa Math. Nakakatuwa talaga na nakakapasa na ko. 'Di ko hangarin mag top or something basta makapasa na, OK na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- &lt;strong&gt;Performance level sa Filipino!&lt;/strong&gt; Nag bigkasan exam kami kanina. I think napakita [or is naparinig?] ko nanaman ang best ko. At least perfect dibuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- &lt;strong&gt;Almost completed webpage project in Computer Education.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank God. Buti nalang may blog na ko at marunong na ko sa HTML!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- &lt;strong&gt;Nagpakamartyr-para-sa-tipsy moment.&lt;/strong&gt; I can't believe I painted a whole box for my tipsy! I am never ever doing something for a tipsy again. Madidissapoint ka lang in the end. Wala ka namang mapapala noh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- &lt;strong&gt;Nagpapansin-at-linandi-ang-tipsy moment.&lt;/strong&gt; Shades as eyeglasses are just so cute! Bavarian is soo cute!! Unleashed knows about this. Haha. No room for elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- &lt;strong&gt;New layout!&lt;/strong&gt; Black and white theme. I think it's really nice. Para kakaiba naman. Nakakasawa narin na puro pink diba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I told you a lot of things can happen on a Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113257117991937532?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113257117991937532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113257117991937532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113257117991937532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113257117991937532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113257117991937532.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113233482947414094</id><published>2005-11-19T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T01:27:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.M.Y.M.P. IS LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My gosh! Kakauwi ko palang from the M.Y.MP. concert. Grabeh, it was such a blast!! I'll go narrate my happenings. My dad fetched me a little later than the usual so medyo nainip ako sa kakahintay pero ok lang. Hehe. After he fetched me, we went to S.M. North Edsa to have my I [Heart] M.Y.M.P. shirt. Siyempre fashionista ko kaya dapat maganda outfit ko sa concert dibuh! I also bought the latest albums of Madonna and Destiny's Child. Love it. Gusto ko rin sana yung bagong C.D. ng The Corrs pero next time nalang! Afterwards, we went to MC to fetch my sistahs already. Upon arriving home, I decided to take a nap. Hehe. Pagkagising ko, nagprepare na ko for the concert. Ligo, kain and bihis. I wore my Levis distressed jeans and my usual black chucks and my I Love You Fedora. Yup, wala pa shirt ko nun! So nag pangbahay muna ko. Finally, dumating na si daddyoe. Kakaclaim lang nung shirt. I wore the shirt and off I went to the M.Y.M.P. concert with my little sister. Yes, lil siz ko sinama ko. I know, I could have brought a ka-Unleashed, a gal pal or better yet a tipsy but I brought my little siz and I won't have it the other way. The waiting part for the concert to begin was sooo boring! Grar. Buti nalang, I made friends with our seat mates. Hehe. Ang tagal tagal talaga mag start nung concert. Feel ko kabisado ko na yung commercial ng Lulu Castagnette at Maui and Sons! Paulit ulit eh! Hehe. After a decade or so, nagsimula na rin. Juris and Chin emerged on stage. Juris was wearing a fabulous orange halter dress on top of cute sequine embelished jeans. Chin was looking oh so cute in his white M.Y.M.P tee and a tuxedo. Tipsy ko si Chin eh, F.Y.I.! Hehe. Their first song was "I Don't Want To Wait In Vain" then "Get Me", then bleh...I forgot about the order of their songs na! Haha. They did a "tribute-to-other-acoustic-artists" thing. They sang "Pagdating ng Panahon" by Aiza, "Moonlight in Paris" by Paulo Santos and "Let Me Be The One" by Jimmy Bondoc. They also did a "we-wished-we-wrote-these-songs" part. I forgot the songs though, haha. Afterwards, Southborder was there to sing with them. Juris is soo versatile talaga from acoustic she went to R&amp;amp;B!! Oh dibah! Juris also sang the Darna theme song! Astig astig... Then change of outfit. She wore a yellow coat emblazoned with M.Y.M.P. and a white skirt over jeans. She sang some Avril hits and some other punk/pop songs. Sabi ko sa inyo eh! Versatile siya! She also did a Madonna medley. Should i repeat?! V-E-R-S-A-T-I-L-E! Meigash. Hehe. My favorite part was when she sang "Because You Love Me" for her mom. Her mom was actually crying! Ang ganda talaga. This concert was totally the bomb! I loved it. I was so happy na I got to sneak in my camera again. Haha. Pero konti lang pictures ko, I was to preoccupied with watching the show! Besides, I may not have pictures but these memories will be in my heart forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113233482947414094?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113233482947414094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113233482947414094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113233482947414094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113233482947414094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113222566844316824</id><published>2005-11-17T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T19:07:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fu432s.jpg" align="left" /&gt; .ALMOST CONFISCATED DIGI CAM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     My digi cam was almost confiscated awhileago!! Kainiz..Pinaglaruan ko pa kasi during SSP. Buti nalang mabait si Ms.Demesa. Haha. Oh well, ito lang nangyari ngayon. So excited for the M.Y.M.P. concert tomorrow!! Bye guysh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113222566844316824?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113222566844316824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113222566844316824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113222566844316824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113222566844316824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113180483043188579</id><published>2005-11-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T22:13:50.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fm039i.jpg" align="left" /&gt; .I LOVE BAZAARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I had such a blast today!! My mom and I went to the Vintage Bazaar in Rockwell. Actually, before going to Rockwell, we went to Tendiesitas first. It was so fun there. Ikot lang ng ikot. I didn't really buy anything kasi meron na ko nung mga ganun. I liked this M&amp;amp;M Shirt though from Quick Change but it was a too expensive. P590!! My gosh. After going to Tendiesitas, we went to Rockwell already. I really had a fun time. I first went to I Love You. I've always wanted to go there kasi I always see their clothes in magazines. I bought so many things there. I bought their signiture I Love pins. I saw this really cute fedora hat but I didn't buy it YET. Then I strolled around some more. I stumbled upon Kate Torallba's booth! Woot. I love KT. I got to get her calling card. She is soo making my prom outfit. Then strolled around some more, I saw Tessa Prietto-Valdez!! Woot Woot!! But I was in fanboy mode so I think I startled her. Wahaha... Then went to Vintage Pop. I bought a red wooden G for my room. Then I passed by I Love You and so the fedora again. I really couldn't resist it so I asked money from my mom and I just bought it. Woot Woot. And I also bought two teddy bear brooches for P300. And one teddy bear brooch was sold for P150 but I got to buy two from the price of one. Yes naman! Hehe. Then I went to Powerplant Mall itself and bought The Pussycat Dolls CD and this CD mix with the song Ever After in it. My mom called me to meet her in FCUK. I saw these cute flip-flops from FCUK but I wasn't able to buy it. Dang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Babalikan ko yun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113180483043188579?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113180483043188579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113180483043188579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113180483043188579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113180483043188579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113171327442344260</id><published>2005-11-11T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:47:54.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.PROJECT BLUES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Juno and Josh are at my house today. We are currently doing our English project.  We're having a lot of fun! Ang saya saya talaga, linagay namin ung iPod shuffle ni Juno dun sa speakers ng computer ko. Sayaw lang ng sayaw ako dito! Grabehness... We also had a good dinner. Sooper dooper yummy lechon! OHMIGOD!! I can't seem to get through Y!M. I've been trying to sign up but an error message keeps on popping and says that my account is already in use! We tried to go online using Josh's and Juno's account but the same thing happened! Pinaglalaruan kaya kami ng tao?!! May galit ba kayo samin, ano ba! Gosh. Someone help us!! Sayang naman 300+ friends ko!! Madelete pa yun. Grar. Anyways, if you're online, please tell me what's happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113171327442344260?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113171327442344260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113171327442344260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113171327442344260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113171327442344260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113162323050837832</id><published>2005-11-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:48:39.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fk78sl.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; .SOCIAL BUTTERFLY IN ACTION. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We had our interaction today. It was so much fun. Pagdating namin dun, we were greeted by usherettes. Sila A.J., Patch, Ivana and Mayen. Siyempre I greeted them agad and became friendly! Tapos, hinatid nila kami dun sa venue. Then Nikki greeted me na. We were the emcees. So nag activities nalang and stuff. Masaya naman yung activities. Tapos nag perform na sila. Ang galing galing nila sumayaw. Breakdancers mehn! My class didn't do so well in the presentation though. Pfft. Tapos nagkaawarding kami. Nanalo ko ng Interaction Prince. Oh dibuh, for the first time prince ako! Hehe. Then nagsnacks na. I made the people sign the grafitti board. Tapos nagexchange of tokens and grafitti board. And my favorite part. PICTURE TAKING! Hehe. Nagloko camera ko so walang flash. Grar. Nanakawin ko nalang pictures ni Nikki sa Multiply. Pfft. Then bumalik na kami ng bus. Vanity stroke and nag picturan parin kami dun. Nabagsak nga lang camera ko. Pero ok lang. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This day ended with a wrecked camera and one stressed student. But hey, it was helluva FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113162323050837832?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113162323050837832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113162323050837832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113162323050837832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113162323050837832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113153633125266235</id><published>2005-11-09T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T19:41:29.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fjiws8.gif" align="left" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SWEET SWEET SIXTEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;p&gt;A child only gets to be born once. And in one year you only get to cross out ONE day in the Calendar to be truly yours. What am I talking about? Your birthday, of course. Duh. And so far, this year has got to be the best birthday I ever had. It was as if the heaven was at my side doing all these good things for me. Like in A.P., my group did another splendid job in our presentation. Ms. Agduma said that we were really good. Praise from teachers already makes my heart melt. And in Computer, Juno and I got bonus points. I am so thankful that I have a blog already thus making me know some HTML. Woot. Anyways, the highlight of my day was when we ate in Kape. We had such a splendid time. We celebrated my birthday sa Kape. Bonding with your friends, I must say, is the best birthday gift you could ever have. Not even the most flamboyant hat can beat the gift of friendship. I really love the Unleashed birthday card my friends gave me. Napaiyak niyo ko! At alam niyong, hindi ako umiiyak! Pero nung binabasa ko yun, napaiyak talaga ko. Narealize ko kasi na I really do have friends that love me. :) After this day, I made a little conclusion: everytime my age increases, the bond with my friends and i also increases. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thanks to Aaron, Imam, Josh, Juno, Marc, Mico, Paolo, Rem and Ryan for sharing with me my special day and making it oh so fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113153633125266235?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113153633125266235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113153633125266235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113153633125266235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113153633125266235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113145059990248646</id><published>2005-11-08T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T19:49:59.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/ff1lxs.jpg" align="left" /&gt; .HOW A BAD DAY CAN MAGICALLY TRANSFORM INTO A FABULOUS EVENT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We had our A.P. presentation awhileago. I'm going to tell it now. Maganda naman yung napresent namin. Kompleto costumes and props nung maglalaro and ang tarush ng pag host ko! So masasabi ko talaga na magaling kami. But then, the group before us did something loathsome. Kasi "walis ting ting " didn't have any props so kinufla niya yung arnis sticks namin. Siyempre napansin ko diba so inagaw go sa kaniya. Pag pasok niya wala siyang props. Eh dapat pala sumpit yung arnis stick na yun. So "walis ting ting" and "doggie" was like "may unggoy sa labas! sumpit!". Ako yung sinusumpit nila. So siyempre na-meno ako diba! Kainiz talaga sila. Grar. Kung pwede ko lang sila patayin, pinatay ko na sila. Next, sa Filipino naman we had to choose the entry for our Palig. Walang nagcocooperate so nag walk out si Mr. Lacson. Grabeh, bad day talaga ang drama. Dismissal time, naglalakad ako sa Edsa Walk. Tapos bigla nalang sinabi ni Marc na sasabay siya sakin! Linagay na pala niya gamit niya sa car ko! Kaps ng muks. Pero ok lang. Pumili kami ng cake sa Red Ribbon. Isa lang ang masasabi ko: MALANDI. Haha. Tapos nag NBS kami. Ang gaga gaga ni Marc, bumibili ng gamit para sa card ko eh sakin nga siya sasabay. So nakita ko na materials niya. Pero ok lang, masusurprise parin ako noh! Hehe. After our mini bonding session, medyo umokey na feeling ko. Paguwi ko sa bahay, my mom gave me her early birthday present. It was a red Che Guevara water flask!! Woot. I love Che Guevara items. Grabeh, yun talaga nagpasaya sakin! Wahaha. I could be so superficial. Anyways, hanggang dito nalang. Can't wait for tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113145059990248646?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113145059990248646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113145059990248646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113145059990248646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113145059990248646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113137014690360042</id><published>2005-11-07T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:29:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fe2v4l.gif" align="left" /&gt; .HONEY, IT REALLY IS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     This week for me has got to be the most stressfull yet fun week ever. For the whole week, we would all have presentations! For Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday we have an A.P. Culture Project thing. Our country is Japan. Woot!! Anyways, awhileago we just had our Filipino radio play presentation. Our teacher liked our presentation. I really hope our group be the one to get picked for the Palig. *cross fingers* We practiced a bit for A.P. during SSP, then went home. Grabeh! Imagine this: 2 bags both full and big, 1 paper bag also full, 1 C.D. player and 1 Coleman water jug! Talk about heavy!! I carried all those from the Second Year Wing to the ITC. If you've been to Ateneo, you'd know that those places are planets apart! Anyways, upon arriving home. I tried doing my Math homework! I was really stumped. Number 8 palang ng Working Excercices A di ko na masagutan! Then bad luck happened: BROWNOUT. Damn. Well, I just texted some of my friends, and lukcily electricty was back. I did my Math homework again, still no luck. I called Juno and asked for help. That's when I got the answers right. Then I just fixed my stuff for school and researched for a logo of a T.V. show that we would use for our A.P. project. Dito nalang muna folks! Sayonara! [feel na feel na ang Japan! Wahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113137014690360042?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113137014690360042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113137014690360042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113137014690360042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113137014690360042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113126875175657366</id><published>2005-11-06T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T17:19:12.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/fd6hxg.gif" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;.TUTUBAN AT ITS FINEST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;I went to Tutuban today. Tutuban is located in Divisoria. No, this blog isn't about this day being my first time in Divisoria and how I think that it's nice. It's imposibble for this day to be my first time in Divisoria! Hello, I practically grew there. I've been going to Divisoria ever since I was 5 years old. We have a shop there eh. Haha. Anyways, that was just a bit of F.Y.I. Going back, I went to Tutuban to look for a Japan umbrella for our A.P. project. I first went to The P99 Store cuz that's where I saw one before. Out of stock na sila. Dang. So, I just walked around and searched for it. I went to my favorite Costume Store in Tutuban located at the Center Mall. They had one but it was super small!! So I just went to Michelle's Lace Center (MLC) to buy sequins my sister needed and some ribbons for the sashes for our Interaction with STC. Right beside MLC was a small stall with a mish mash display of things. Meaning, they don't have any specific items sold. Haha. I saw some umbrellas displayed. Normal ones. But then being the persistent shopper that I am, I went there and asked if they had a Japan umbrella. Luckily, they did have Japan umbrellas. Hidden at their stock room. Woot! Woot! Originally, it was P250. Like ohmeigahd! But as what I said, I've been going to Tutuban since I was 5 years old. I've memorized the rules of the trade. So, I made tawad. From P250 it became P140. Galing ko noh! Well, one bonus is me being gay. Patawanin ko lang sila at lumandi ako dun mababawasan na nila. Next was, I was also a tenant. Everybody knows that if you're also a tenant no matter if your stall is in the furthest area of the mall, you gotta give tawad! So I snagged the umbrealla already. Then I saw something so wonderful. A display of trucker caps! If you really know me that well, you would know that one hat was enough to make me leap. But a display of 20 trucker caps?!! I wanted to buy them all but sadly I didn't have enough money. Mind you, if I did have enough money, I would buy them all. I had my eyes set on the fuchsia Von Dutch cap with Mickey Mouse prints. But I remembered that the money I had was my dad's. So I called him up and asked him if I could buy it. He said yes!! Woot Woot! So I bought the hat. Yipee. Babies, you have a new sister! I went home from my Tutuban trip with a huge grin on my face and replaced the cap I was wearing with the new one I just bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113126875175657366?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113126875175657366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113126875175657366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113126875175657366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113126875175657366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113119601533896875</id><published>2005-11-05T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:06:55.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/sloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/sloth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.PROFESSIONAL BUM IN ACTION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     My Filipino group mates went in my house to practice for our radio play. Ala ata kaming nagawa. Haha. Josh and I were just listening to my CD's! Haha. Sure, we did have one round through of the script. That's it. Sana nalang maging magaling kami sa Monday. I made the nametags for our interaction on Wed. (Nov.9 *hint* *hint*). If you don't know what's happening on Nov. 9 aside from our Interaction, you are not my friend. Hmph! I must admit, the nametags really look nice! Anyways, I tried doing my math homework. I got it. Nasagutan ko nga number 3 nung part A eh. But we're supposed to do part A and B nos.3 and 5. Oh, well I'll do the 3 more tomorrow! Haha. I am such a &lt;strong&gt;sloth&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113119601533896875?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113119601533896875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113119601533896875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113119601533896875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113119601533896875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113110747401315610</id><published>2005-11-04T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:31:14.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/fbfiic.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;HAGARDNESS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Grabeh na toh to the max! Todo na ever to the highest level! I am sooper dooper hagard right now! My day started with me literally panicking. I woke up at 7:30 AM today and I had to meet with my A.P. group mates 8:30 in NBS Katips! Hello! 30 minutes of preparing is not enough! So I ate fastly, took a bath then prepared my outfit. I wore my army green cargo capris, my light blue Penshoppe "Everybody Loves Me" printed tee, my blue sequined emblazoned trucker cap and my blue Bayo flip flops. I arrived in NBS Katips at about 8:45-ish. My group mates wasn't there. So much for preparing fast. I decided to go to Kodak to have some pictures developed. Turned out they were still close. So I just walked to McDo then went back to Kodak. Closed parin sila pero pumasok na ko sa loob. Andun na yung lady so pinadevelop ko nalang pics ko! Haha. Pasaway to the max. Then, I walked again going back to NBS Katips. Grabeh! Soooper iniit!! Sarado pa NBS that time. Grar. So hinintay ko sila magbukas. Tagal tagal nila! Finally, nagbukas na rin. Bumili ako ng stuff for our project then dumating na group mates ko. Buti naman. We went na to my house and started. Grabeh! Hindi pa kami nagsisimula pagdating namin. Nagbabasa lang sila nung libro ko at naglalaro. Pero nasimulan na naman namin. We researched for stuff and I did our scrapbook. Kakapagod grabeh. 6:00 na di parin kami natatapos. Grar. Natapos na rin lahat ng research. Our scrapbook is also half way done. Kukunin ko nalang pics bukas at lalagay sa scrapbook. I am so tired. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113110747401315610?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113110747401315610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113110747401315610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113110747401315610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113110747401315610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113074289548149447</id><published>2005-10-31T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:14:55.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.UNLEASHED MADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Right after the Soph Night, my barkada went at my house for a sleep over. Upon arriving at home, we had a midnight snack. We ate spaghetti. YUM! Our household helpers were asleep already so we just prepared our snack on our own. Natatawa ko kasi di nila alam i-operate yung microwave! Ahaha. After eating, we went to my room. Chika chikahan lang kami. Tapos nakatulog na si Mico, Marc at Aaron! Kami nalang ni Imam nagchikahan nun. Haha. The next day, todo bonding talaga. Nag karaoke kami at sumayaw sayaw sa kuarto ko. And ofcourse, more chikahan at hinding hindi mawawala ang Picture! Picture! moments. Ahehe. Sadly, Imam left at first na. So kami nalang nila Marc, Mico at Aaron natira. We decided to rent VCDs nalang sa Clubhouse. Naglakad nalang kami papunta dun. Umulan ba naman! Ang fun nga eh. Ahehe... Pagdating namin ng Clubhouse pumunta na kami dun sa VCD rental store. Grabeh, ang mahal! P40 ung rental tapos P50 pa na membership fee. Mas mahal ba sa Video City! So siyempre di na kami nag rent. Bumili nalang kami ng ice cream. Ahaha. Paguwi namin bonding bonding nanaman. Pero umuwi na sila Marc at Aaron. Si Mico nag stay pa. Kwentuhan nalang kami ni Mico. Pero nakatulog na si Mico! Paterrng. The next day, chikahan ulit. Ahaha..Tapos may bago na kong tipsy. Si Mico nalang nakakaalam. Hehe. Napaamin ako eh. Grar. Pero siyempre, kinainlangan narin ni Mico umuwi. Ang masasabi ko lang ay lalo talagang nastrengthen ang bond ng Unleashed dahil sa sleepover na toh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Check out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for our pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113074289548149447?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113074289548149447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113074289548149447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113074289548149447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113074289548149447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113063189798119621</id><published>2005-10-30T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:27:02.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/party.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/party.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; .JUST READ THE ICON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun at the Soph Night yesterday! At first, of course, i fixed my outfit. Duh. I wore my red Unionbay sports shirt, layered it with my Am.Blvd. "I Love Me" shirt and my patch work jeans from The Store With No Name. After fixing my outfit, I went to our Clubhouse to fetch Cheddar. Then went to McDo Commonwealth to fetch Mico. Then to Tibulong to fetch Marc and lastly to Ateneo Village to fetch Jaira. Bus ka ba?! Haha. Then we all went to NBS Katips to buy the Kjwan C.D. Sadly, there was none available. :( So we went to Ateneo already for the Soph Night. At first, it was boring. Wala kaming ginawa ever! Then, I walked and walked and walked around. I stumbled upon Hase and just hanged a bit with her. We watched the fashion show together. Vince got mad at me cuz I was touching Hase raw. I was like "but I'm gay!" but then he was like "I don't care." Talk about being possessive! The fashion show was ok. I liked the clothes of the girls. So cute. The guys' clothes were kind off simple. It's like it's not for a fashion show. Oh well, what could you expect from Penshoppe?! After the fashion show, a couple of bands played again. Di na ata ako nakinig. Haha. Afterwards, the open dance started. I think, this was one of the most fun events in the Soph Night. Ang fun fun talaga mag dance! Ahaha. They played my favorite song "Ever After" which was so fun! hehe. Ang sad part nga lang ang tagal dumating nung Kjwan! Nakakainiz. Pero ok lang, I got to meet Marc Abaya. He was so kind talaga. Akala ko nga unapproachable siya eh pero super bait pala niya! All in all, I would rate the Soph Night a 4 over 5 stars. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113063189798119621?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113063189798119621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113063189798119621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113063189798119621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113063189798119621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113055546139776321</id><published>2005-10-29T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T11:15:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/fashion%20is%20my%20gig.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/fashion%20is%20my%20gig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.SELF PROCLAIMED STYLIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had so much fun styling/designing the Halloween costumes of my sisters awhileago! My mom didn't want to buy new costumes so we just recycled. I had supah dupah fun raiding lots of closets and looking at old trunks. In the end, I ended up having three themes. A fairy princess, a wicked witch and a saddistic devil. My sisters looked oh so cute! The joys of having little girls as siblings. You get to dress them up in cute clothes. Can't wait 'till I design their debut dresses. Hehe.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com/photos/album/16"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113055546139776321?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113055546139776321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113055546139776321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113055546139776321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113055546139776321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113015312297721355</id><published>2005-10-24T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:25:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.QUIZ MANIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I only have 1 hour left from my internet card. With the time left, I decided to take personality tests. Here are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gummy Bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/gummy-bears.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You may be smooshie and taste unnatural, but you're so darn cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e0eeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Should Get a MFA (Masters of Fine Arts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#f0ffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/mfa.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're a blooming artistic talent, even if you aren't quite convinced.&lt;br /&gt;You'd make an incredible artist, photographer, or film maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Advanced Degree Should You Get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Hair Should Be Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wild, brilliant, and out of control.&lt;br /&gt;You're a risk taker with an eye to the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Kogyaru!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/kogyaru.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If it's cute, you'll wear it. Fake and bake, hair bleach, and bright makeup line your bathroom cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;As for clothes - anything that's short and cute ("kawaii!").&lt;br /&gt;You are the prize object of all sorts of men - but you are really looking for a rich foreign guy.&lt;br /&gt;He'll find you out hanging out in Shibuya shopping at the 109, text messaging and sending photos over your cellphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's Your Japanese Subculture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Angry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/angry.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're not an angry person.&lt;br /&gt;But when you don't get your way, watch out.&lt;br /&gt;Like a very manipulative kid, you will get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes a little kicking and screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blog Should Be Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/orange.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your writing has a star quality - it's charming, bold, and flamboyant.&lt;br /&gt;You write what's on your mind, without fear of embarrassment later.&lt;br /&gt;You are one of the most honest bloggers around, and people appreciate your daring persona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor&lt;br /&gt;Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer&lt;br /&gt;Dancer - DJ - Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/artistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great.&lt;br /&gt;One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog...&lt;br /&gt;And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes.&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eee9e9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chick Rocker!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/chick-rocker.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're living proof that chicks can rock&lt;br /&gt;You're inspired by Joan Jett and the Donnas&lt;br /&gt;And when you rock, you rock hard&lt;br /&gt;(Plus, you get all the cute guy groupies you want!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Rocker Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#e6e6fa"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: November 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 9th day of the month adds a tone of idealism and humanitarianism to your nature.&lt;br /&gt;You become one who can work easily with people because you are broadminded, tolerant and generous.&lt;br /&gt;You are ever sensitive to others' needs and feelings, and you are very sympathetic and compassionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feeling run deep and you often find yourself in dramatically charged situations.&lt;br /&gt;This 9 energy always tends to give more that it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eee9e9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are flexible and ready for anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was arrogant, acting like the dictator of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&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 something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&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;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#fff774"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your IQ Is 90&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffcca"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Below Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#b9d3ee"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.&lt;br /&gt;You say whatever is on your mind. Other people's reactions don't phase you.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to always dream of things within reach - and you usually get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You Are 5% Left Brained, 95% Right Brained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&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/rightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You Are the Very Gay Tinky Winky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/tinky-winky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple with a gay pride symbol... how could he not be gay?&lt;br /&gt;And that red purse is divalicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/gaychildhoodiconquiz/"&gt;What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&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/12477043-113015312297721355?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113015312297721355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113015312297721355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113015312297721355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113015312297721355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_113015312297721355.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-113014756334529078</id><published>2005-10-24T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:52:44.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/shit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/shit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;.MISJUDGED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     One thing happened this day that made me feel shitty. I was misjudged by my Computer Education teacher. He made us try out GIMP in our computers. He specifically told us that we would make our banners for our website. Ok, in case you didn't know, GIMP is just like Adobe Photoshop except it's lowtech and ugly. Anyways, so there I was playing around with the brushes (it has a few brushes but not as extensive as Adobe), putting in gradients, putting in layers, basically Adobe stuff. When the computer suddenly had a system shutdown. My partner and I waited for it to restart and started using GIMP again. Then it had another system shutdown. So we complained na to the teacher. You know what he said? He said, "Kung ano ano kasi ginagawa mo sa computer eh!" That's preposterous. Hellooo. I was just doing what he said. Sabi niya gumawa kami ng banner. Yun naman ginawa ko. Maghanda siya. Papakitaan ko siya ng galing ko sa Adobe! Kasi ba naman, GIMP pa tinuturo. Hello, all graphic designers use Adobe! I hate Fr. Perez! Grar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-113014756334529078?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/113014756334529078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=113014756334529078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113014756334529078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/113014756334529078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112998287780140530</id><published>2005-10-22T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T20:07:57.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/shopping%20is%20my%20specialty.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/shopping%20is%20my%20specialty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.AND SO IS IMPROMPTU OUTFIT PLANNING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I am so glad to say that my youngest sister is following my footsteps. She is now a certified socialite. She went to a birthday party in The Podium awhileago which meant that I could go shopping!! So we dropped her off in Landes at The Podium and my dad dropped me off in Galle. To tell you the truth, I've never been to Galle since I first set foot in Second Year. Ito nalang ulit yung time na bumalik ako dun! I simply missed it. So, I already ventured out to search for my Soph Night outfit. Usually, I plan my outfits days before I shop so that I know what to look for. For the Soph Night, I was planning a masquerade-esque outfit with the whole feathers thing going on. So I roamed the whole Galle and searched for something feather-y. Sadly, I didn't find anything. But then I saw this super cute tee from Am.Blvd that said "I Love Me." The font of the statement was so punk rock. Then it hit me! Instead of a masquerade-esque outfit, I could just go for a punkstuh glam look. So I bought the shirt already and planned the whole outfit. I realized that I wouldn't be needing to buy new pants and shoes anymore. I could just use this fatigue capris pants my mom bought from Bangkok and my fave black and white Chucks. What I needed was accessories! I first went to People Are People and bought 2 belt cuffs. It was on sale for 50 php each! Oh dibuh! Dati 199 isa nun eh! While I was paying for it in the counter, I saw this adorable winged heart necklace. Yung design pa nung wings yung pang devil. It matched the whole look i was going for so I bought it already. After going to PRP, I went to The 50th Avenue to shop some more. The saleslady from Penchants and Iba Diba? there already know me! Ahehe...So I was like, "Oh! Sino sainyo unang magpapakita ng benta sakin?" Iba Diba? started first. I ended buying skull and bone shoelaces and an Emily The Strange necklace. It was Penchants' turn. I bought from them a red and white striped shoelace and a neon pink shoelace and 3 furry pens and 1 winged heart pen. After buying all those cutie trinkets, I strolled around Galle. Then I felt like something was still missing for my outfit to be complete. Then it hit me: I needed a new bag! I rememebered seeing this cute skull and bones bag from Am.Blvd and decided to go back for it. While I was going back, my dad soon phoned me up. But I wouldn't let that stop me from buying what I want right! So I told him a lie that I needed to go to the bathroom and asked him to wait for me. I got the bag and payed for it. Woohoo! Outfit completed. Mission accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112998287780140530?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112998287780140530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112998287780140530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112998287780140530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112998287780140530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112998287780140530.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112994920401911638</id><published>2005-10-22T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:46:44.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.LARO TAYO...GAWIN NYO NALANG PLEASE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I'll tell you what song or movie reminds me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. If I do this for you it would be nice if you'd post this on your blog, or maybe do the same for me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112994920401911638?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112994920401911638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112994920401911638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112994920401911638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112994920401911638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112988988362530025</id><published>2005-10-21T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T18:18:03.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/pride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/pride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.ACCOMPLISHED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     We were given truck load of homework this day. But, I finished them all already. Woot! Woot! I'm also done with the project we have in Religion and this research we have in English. Yipee. I'm so happy when I become uberly responsible. Haha. I am so proud of myself. Anways, I'm going to Galle tomorrow to buy my Sophomore's Night outfit. Another reason why I did all my homework. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112988988362530025?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112988988362530025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112988988362530025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112988988362530025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112988988362530025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112963629252546283</id><published>2005-10-18T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:51:32.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/hope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.THIS IS ALL I'VE GOT NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     This day is so bad for me. I've got my LT 2 results in A.P.: I failed. And we had a quiz in Religion: I also failed. Gosh. I've been failing a lot of things now. My grades in Math is also not that good. Oh well. All I've gotta do is hope for the better and of course study more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112963629252546283?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112963629252546283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112963629252546283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112963629252546283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112963629252546283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112944138965031702</id><published>2005-10-16T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:19:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/mymp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/mymp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.I HEART M.Y.M.P..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To all M.Y.M.P. fans: you should know this all by now. M.Y.M.P. is having their second concert at the Araneta Coliseum on November 18, 8:00 PM! Oh dibah! Asenso na sila. I am so lucky that their concert falls under my birthday month. (My bday is on November 9, in case you didn't know... ^_~). So awhileago, I went to SM North Edsa to claim the tickets that i reserved. After claiming my tickets, I decided to walk around and search for my outfit for the Soph Night. I was in Am.Blvd drooling over this cute baby tee with the print "Supreme Bitch" when my dad called and told me to go to McDo. I didn't even get to try on the shirt! :(( Oh well, there's always next time. After eating in McDo, we went to the Toy Section at the Department Store to buy some additional decors for Halloween. After that, I decided to go to Carolina's to get myself some feathers and a cute masquerade mask. A sad news hit me: Carolina's was being renovated. So for the first time ever in history, I went home after a mall trip with no shopping bags in tow. A very rare moment for someone like me. At least, I've got the M.Y.M.P. tickets already. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112944138965031702?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112944138965031702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112944138965031702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112944138965031702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112944138965031702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112930143891780987</id><published>2005-10-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:50:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.MY LIFE IS A RUNWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing really happened today in school except during the morning. It all started out as a simple listening to an iPod session and eventually became a vanity moment. Ymarrah and I were happily tuning in to the iPod when we suddenly decided to have an iPod ad-esque picture. So after a couple of so shots, we searched for Mamu and showed him the picture and well he wanted to have pictures too! So we spent the whole day taking pictures of each other. Check out my &lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Multiply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the shots! ^_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112930143891780987?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112930143891780987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112930143891780987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112930143891780987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112930143891780987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112911566745417689</id><published>2005-10-12T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:14:27.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.MOM BONDING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I was typing my Religion notes awhileago for our long test tomorrow. After typing, I clicked the PRINT button and realized something: I had NO ink! So I did my usual "Dad!" shout and realized that he wasn't arount to drive me to the club house. So I told my Mom that I had no ink and I had to print my Religion notes. So she told me that we would walk to the club house nalang and have it printed. So we walked na to the club house. My mom and I talked about lotsa stuff while walking there. One was about this cute shirt that I want to buy and she thought that it was nice too! Hehe... After having my notes printed, I saw that the stall near the computer shop had some magazines. My mom bought for me the new issue of Pink magazine. It has Emma Watson on the cover. While walking back to our house, my mom and I talked on how much Emma Watson grew. Ahaha.. I had so much fun at that little span of time I had with my mom. I wish we could have some more mom and me times together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112911566745417689?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112911566745417689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112911566745417689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112911566745417689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112911566745417689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112883440668069216</id><published>2005-10-09T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T13:06:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.I HATE WINDOWS  XP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer just got reformatted yesterday night. And the weird thing is, I just used it during the morning. Grar XP. Anyways, its fixed now. Good thing, all my files were backed up except for my downloaded fonts and Y!M. It's so nakakainis so now I need to download all those fonts again and download Y!M. Duh. &lt;strong&gt;I hate XP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112883440668069216?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112883440668069216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112883440668069216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112883440668069216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112883440668069216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112875379269599514</id><published>2005-10-08T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T14:51:39.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;.IMELDA HAS SHOES, THIS IS WHAT I'VE GOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be the most conceited entry I've ever made in my entire life. I am going to talk about my hat collection. Yes, hats. I've started collecting hats when I was in Grade 5. My mom went back from Hongkong and as usual brought home her pasalubongs. That was when I soon realized that I loved hads. I would soon be fascinated by the hats I see in TV and fashion magazines. And everytime I would see a hat from the mall, I would instantly snatch it and buy it. I love hats so much that sometimes I buy the same style in different colors. I just can't get enough of them! And as of this day, I've got 79 hats already. Take a peek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.fabgelous.multiply.com/image/1/photos/12/1200x120/1.JPG?enctoken=UmFuZG9tSVbziL7wpLQ,cdl,n0cpuzr15nOY7saOpeqE3ZfO8dYLTR1qNipS9ZTr" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from l-r, top to bottom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Rock" trucker cap, "Wishes Come True" trucker cap, Roxy trucker cap, powder blue trucker cap with sequins, purple trucker cap with star, multi colored Von Dutch trucker cap, plain turquoise trucker cap, red polka-dotted Von Dutch trucker cap, purple Von Dutch trucker cap, dark blue Von Dutch trucker cap, pinnk camoflauge baseball cap, pink Penshoppe "Angel" trucker cap, yellow Penshoppe baseball cap, denim baseball cap, white Human "I Rock" cap, red NY Yankees sun visor, red Adidas sun visor, Tickles blue with red fire sun visor, purple Chuckie Finster sun visor, beige NY Yankees sun visor and yellow NY Yankees sun visor&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.fabgelous.multiply.com/image/3/photos/12/1200x120/3.JPG?enctoken=UmFuZG9tSVbziL7wpLQ,ca16J2IIKQVBdNa4,wQAri5fuIqpFyEW0a,UXK5Gi527" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from l-r, top to bottom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;beige Esprit baseball cap, courdoroy army green cap with patches, powder blue Adidas golf cap, distressed army green cap, black Converse baseball cap, beige plaid beret , red grafitti Chrisitan Dior beret, green and red plaid wool beret, red Girbaud baseball cap, red suede motorcycle hat, denim newsboy hat, red denim beret, fuchsia distressed newsboy hat, zebra print motorcycle hat, carnation pink newsboy hat, gray ski cap, denim newsboy hat, zebra print beret, gray pinstriped newsboy hat and cheetah print beret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.fabgelous.multiply.com/image/1/photos/12/1200x120/5.JPG?enctoken=UmFuZG9tSVbziL7wpLQ,cdl,n0cpuzr15nOY7saOpeo5jdFnMze,CwPWxi9z9KSq" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from l-r, top to bottom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;brown ethnic printed fedora, distressed camoflauge fisherman's hat, denim army green cloche hat, dark blue grafitti fisherman's hat, pink camoflauge fisherman's hat, denim cloche hat, white Rolling Stones fisherman's hat, photographs fisherman's hat, red fisherman's hat and beige safari hat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.fabgelous.multiply.com/image/1/photos/12/1200x120/7.JPG?enctoken=UmFuZG9tSVbziL7wpLQ,cdl,n0cpuzr15nOY7saOpeqFZKdy6LRlQ5cDSNx9sClv" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from l-r, top to bottom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;camoflauge fisherman's hat, denim fisherman's hat, orange and blue cloche hat, denim Barbie fisherman's hat, dark blue denim fisherman's hat, hot pink knitted bonnet, black Converse baseball cap, red newsboy cap, plaid beret, dark blue suede beret, red Nike baseball cap, beige Giordano baseball cap and black Calvin Klein cap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.fabgelous.multiply.com/image/1/photos/12/1200x120/9.JPG?enctoken=UmFuZG9tSVbziL7wpLQ,cdl,n0cpuzr15nOY7saOpeprKwN3f9,U,UvCqcUldS,g" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from l-r, top to bottom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;black fedora, fatigue fedora, brown straw hat from Bohol, red "A" cowboy hat, fatigue "USA" cowboy hat, khaki cowboy hat, black cowboy hat from Baguio, red Santa Clause hat, dalmatian print hat, camoflauge cowboy hat, black Muslim hat and a freebie cap from Fundador&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112875379269599514?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112875379269599514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112875379269599514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112875379269599514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112875379269599514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112867976463202572</id><published>2005-10-07T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T18:09:24.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.SURVEY MADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got these surveys from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soycathy.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ate Cathy's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-THREE SURVEY-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three names you go by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Gelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Angelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Gels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three screen names you have had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;1. scarlet_gummy_bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. gelo_arucan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. fabgelous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three physical things you like about yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Skin Complexion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three physical things you don't like about yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Hair [i want to be blonde!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Legs [i want them smoother]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Fingernails [it's like crooked..i need a manipedi!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three parts of your heritage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Filipino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Ilocano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Bulaceno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Losing my loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Sharp/Pointed objects like knives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. The Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three of your everyday essentials:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Digital Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three of your favorite musical artists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three of your favorite songs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. "Shake It Off" by Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. "These Boots Are Made For Walking" by Jessica Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. "A Little Bit" by M.Y.M.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three things you want in a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three truths in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Live your life as if it was your last day on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I love my family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Shopping makes me feel better. ^_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three lies in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. You need money to always be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Friends will always be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I am dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three physical things of the opposite sex that appeals you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Abs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[we were talking about guys right?! Haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Graphic Design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three things you want to do really badly now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Watch a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Finish this newsletter project due on Tuesday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three careers you're considering/you've considered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Fashion Designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Art Director of Magazines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. TV Host &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three kids' names you like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Monique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Patricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[all my three sistrettes!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three things you want to do before you die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Have a tea cup chihuaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Meet Paris Hilton/Nicole Richie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Have my own clothes line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three ways that you're stereotypically a boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I eat like one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I enjoy watching basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I have hairy legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three ways that you're stereotypically a girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I love pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I love shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I am very vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Three celeb crushes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Brad Pitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Geoff Eigenmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-THE GOOGLE IMAGE SURVEY-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Search the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Get the most interesting picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- To save your friends' pages from mega loading, just get the tag of the thumbnail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Right-Click the picture, then get the url of the thumbnail (properties)- [img src="url"] then replace the brackets html brackets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- If you want to see some of the pics in actual size, just get the url from the thumbnail properties. I need not explain, for if you are a true blogger, i'm sure you can do it on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. The age you will be on your next birthday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i just love this sweet 16 picture..so elegant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:WL0U1IDk6OgJ:www.wrapwithus.com/idea/Sweet_16_ideas/largerimage/Sweet-16-heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. The place you live:&lt;/span&gt; Filinvest&lt;br /&gt;- i live in Filinvest QC...not Filinvest Alabang...oh well..it does say Filinvest...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:SWv10uHwU1sJ:www.trabaho.com/html/customized_ad/filinvest/filinvest_logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Your favorite Color:&lt;/span&gt; Red&lt;br /&gt;- i love this butterfly picture..so cute! ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:LBjJ-If4ANkJ:www.purplemoon.com/Stickers/transfer-butterfly-red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. The place you want to get married:&lt;/span&gt; A castle&lt;br /&gt;-oh dibuh!! sosyal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:R1sYnm4EHKIJ:www.atpm.com/10.11/ireland/images/kilkenny-castle-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Your first crush:&lt;/span&gt; Lem Guballa (when I was in Grade Three)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-astig nakahanap ako! ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:ul1Xu-1-waAJ:www.servireclam.net/articulos/DAA-LEM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Your favorite fruit or vegetable:&lt;/span&gt; Apple&lt;br /&gt;- apple mac..hihi.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:4ELcCuYOf-sJ:www.coolhunting.com/images/apple_ministore1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Your favorite animal:&lt;/span&gt;Butterfly (ain't it obvious?!)&lt;br /&gt;-this is so cute... ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:_rFzYkxArt4J:www.fabricattic.com/butterfly%2520flannel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;8. The last name of your favorite actor or actress:&lt;/span&gt; Witherspoon&lt;br /&gt;- i love blondes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:pQw8XHE6KzAJ:images.art.com/images/products/large/10102000/10102354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The name of a pet:&lt;/span&gt; Tinkerbelle [Paris Hilton's chihuaha]&lt;br /&gt;-so adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:yzMLo3uSYZoJ:www.chiwawagaga.com/Images/gallery/gallery09/tinkerbelle_dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Your favorite song right now:&lt;/span&gt; Wake Up by Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;-love the outfit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:k7IKBljyj4QJ:www.aufeminin.com/imworld2/blog/D20050710/23405_571555733_hilary_duff1005_H125958_L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. A bad habit of yours:&lt;/span&gt; Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;-i gotta start doing things on time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 72px; HEIGHT: 14px" height="45" src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:RtroBK4YWCsJ:www.ucd.ie/advisers/orientation/orientation/socialconcerns/_overlay/procastination.htm_nav_bubbles010_vbtn.gif" width="112" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12. Your middle name:&lt;/span&gt; Vicente&lt;br /&gt;-the guy in this picture is soo handsome! hihi ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:Yvt2Xsmo26oJ:www.akipostales.com/postales/data/media/1/vicente.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I had so much fun answering the Google survey!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112867976463202572?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112867976463202572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112867976463202572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112867976463202572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112867976463202572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112867976463202572.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112867275857500199</id><published>2005-10-07T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T16:12:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.FICKLE MINDED ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now came to the conclusion that I am very fickle minded. Right after publishing my blog entry below [Friendster, Anyone?], I decided to check out my Friendster account. While looking at some of my Friends' accounts and pushed that Add As Friend button, I found it "nakakatamad". So I decided to delete my account once again. Haha. Oh well, I think I won't make another account anymore. As what Gino dela Paz of Inquirer Super! once said, "It's time we make real friends..not friendsters." Bye yall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112867275857500199?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112867275857500199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112867275857500199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112867275857500199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112867275857500199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112867275857500199.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112866931753467266</id><published>2005-10-07T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T15:15:17.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.FRIENDSTER, ANYONE?.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I had a Friendster account before. I deleted it because I found it boring already. Then irony of all ironies, I was bored awhileago and decided to make a Friendster account again. Ahaha. Well, Friendster right now looks nice. But I think, I'll only use it for the sake of having one. It made a comeback and I think I should have an account again. Anyways, just add me up! Search for my email: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:fabgelous@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fabgelous@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And as what they always say, don't forget to make me a testimonial! ^_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112866931753467266?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112866931753467266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112866931753467266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112866931753467266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112866931753467266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112841642679247243</id><published>2005-10-04T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T17:00:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.I AM STILL VERY ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Stop the party people. I am still alive. Dissapointed ka noh? Haha.. Grabeh.. I had no internet for one month! As in! The telephone line in my room was broken. Kanina lang siya naayos. Just imagine how I felt when we checked if it worked and I heard that sound making the internet connection. I literally jumped up and down and shouted for joy! Anyways, the downside is, I'm grounded because I failed Math in my report card. My dad got the keyboard of my computer and hid it. I can only get it if I have school work and return it to him after. Bummer. Oh well, at least ayos na internet ko! Bye yall! Gotta do the real school work na!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112841642679247243?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112841642679247243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112841642679247243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112841642679247243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112841642679247243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112567767893106031</id><published>2005-09-03T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:14:38.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.ANOTHER HATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I have yet again another hater. I always like it everytime I see people post in my tagboard. Wether it be negative or positive. It's such a relief to see that people actually drop by my blog and read it. Well, I have read so many recent posts right now. The person apparently tried to display many different names. I don't know wheter he posted through my Multiply site or this one. The point is, he is a definite homophope. I felt bad when I read his comments but now I realized that I shouldn't be bothered by just one hater. Besides, I can't please everybody. I don't really care what they think about me because in the end, I'm the only one living my own life and I'm not here to please certain people but I am here to please myself. As long as I am happy, I don't care about those people who hate me. &lt;strong&gt;Hate me if you want but I wouldn't give a fuck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112567767893106031?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112567767893106031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112567767893106031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112567767893106031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112567767893106031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112496588444290802</id><published>2005-08-25T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:31:24.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP THE HATE. FUCK HOMOPHOBIA. EMBRACE DIVERSITY. ALWAYS KEEP AN OPEN MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/labernyth.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px" height="90" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/labernyth.gif" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discrimination is such a bad issue in this world. I should know, I've been a victim too. For years, I've been battling experiences such as being teased by classmates and schoolmates, having no group mates for projects[nobody picks me anyway], having no pair during dyads[again nobody picks me], seating alone during masses cuz as usual noone wants to sit with me, seating at the back everytime we watch movies for school because noone wants to sit with me. Well that have changed now, I now feel that I am accepted. And besides, I've got friends who support me. But then, in the other end of this world, there's one person being teased just beacause he is different. Is it really wrong to be different and stand out especially when your being true to yourselves? Of course not!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sign up for the clique now. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://openmind.clemish.com/main.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in order to sign up for Open Mind and support this group. It's your first step to stop hatred, bigotry, prejudice and disrcimination. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112496588444290802?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112496588444290802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112496588444290802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112496588444290802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112496588444290802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/stop-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112479470048571966</id><published>2005-08-23T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:58:20.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.IRRESPONSIBILITY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I was happily tuning in to my mixed CD while going to school. I was happily dancing to Ciara's "Goodies". When I was dropped on in front of the cafeteria gate, I soon realized something, I left a certain pink diskette at home. You see, that pink diskette is not just any diskette, it could make or break my first term social studies grade. I was going to go in front of the car and tell my dad but it was too late. He already drove off. I wanted to call him up but I didn't have load. So I was left with nothing to do. I went back to the classroom and my mood went from Goodies to Baddies. I didn't know what to do at that time. Until, I realized that I could actually go back home. I mean it's not that hard. I had one hour left. 30 minutes papunta, 30 minutes pabalik. So I borrowed someone's phone and called my dad up. He picked me up again. He was very furious, I mean why wouldn't he be? So he was battling out with traffic here and there. Taking the shorter routes. Driving as fast as he can. Simply put it, trying to beat time. So we arrived home, I quickly got the diskette and went back inside the car. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already 7:30.  30 minutes pabalik?! Kaya yan! Well, I did arrive at school *almost* on time. It was the five minute break already. I wasn't late for first period. Good enough. After this day, I learned a valuable lesson, don't ever ever leave things you need for school in your house ever again especially when you live in Filinvest Commonwealth. Oh and it's also good to have a friend you could always borrow a cellphone from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112479470048571966?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112479470048571966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112479470048571966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112479470048571966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112479470048571966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112470709089902098</id><published>2005-08-22T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T18:38:10.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.NEW IDOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I've got a new idol. She is yet again another fashionista. Oh and no she's not from a reality show like Paris. But she sure can give her a run for her money. I don't know if she's famous though, I just saw her link in Ala Paredes' blog. And once I saw her blog. Grabeh! I liked her in an instant. We share the same passion: SHOPPING! And she seems oh so kind. And she is so pretty pa! She was even the representative for the Hongkong Shopping Festival this year! If "Confessions of a Shopaholic" were made to a movie. She'll play Becky Bloomwood.  Keep on rocking &lt;a href="http://www.soycathy.blogspot.com"&gt;Ate Cathy&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;SHOPAHOLICS UNITE&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112470709089902098?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112470709089902098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112470709089902098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112470709089902098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112470709089902098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112454848992678932</id><published>2005-08-20T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T22:34:49.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.STRESSTABS NEEDED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     This weekend I'm telling you is the hellest weekend I ever had. Long weekend? Oh fuck, don't get me started. Each and every subject has a requirement I need to finish in just three days! I need to prepare for my final exams in Media, a reflection about my relationship with Jesus in Religion, a Problem of the Week for Math, a monologue and dialogue writing for Filipino. Incase those weren't enough, I even have a Long Test in Religion this Monday! So far, I'm finished with the final exams preperations and the reflection. All I gotta do now is my monologue, the dialogue writing and study for the religion lt. And I only have one day left! Grabeh. I am so stressed. Thank God, I finished some of the stuff I had to do and still remained my sparkle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I noticed nobody reads this blog anymore cuz nobody tags/comments. I am still gonna blog though. This blog is mostly for me anyway. Haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112454848992678932?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112454848992678932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112454848992678932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112454848992678932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112454848992678932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112390121325167190</id><published>2005-08-13T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T10:46:53.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.IDLE SOCIALITE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Oh my goodness! Tagal ko ng di nagoonline! Last time I was online was August 6! So kamusta na kaya ko? Well sa totoo lang, la naman masiyadong nangyayari sa buhay ko. School lang ng school. Ayoko na!! Ang rami pang kainlangan gawin. All subjects ata either may homework/research/project/etc/etc! I need to party. Ala pa kong napupuntahang party/soiree/gimik/concert/etc/etc ever since tumungtung ako sa 2nd Year. My social life has been idle. And I'm supposed to be a socialite. Grr. Anyways, I need to go. I have to do lotsa school stuff pa. This will be fun. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112390121325167190?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112390121325167190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112390121325167190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112390121325167190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112390121325167190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112332711130958373</id><published>2005-08-06T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T19:18:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.HAGARD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I have been very hagard since yesterday. I had to do my Media power point presentation, this Math homework about radicals, this English homework about my asigned book for the book report, a Religion monologue and buy stuff for my Filipino Pistambayan. I already finished doing the powerpoint and the monlogue yesterday. Good thing, I managed to memorize both things. Today, I went to Quiapo to buy the Filipino stuff. It's oh so fabulous. I hope we win in that contest. Oh well, I gotta fly now. I still need to do my Math and English homework. Sooper hagard na ko! I can't take it anymore!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112332711130958373?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112332711130958373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112332711130958373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112332711130958373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112332711130958373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112286645412597247</id><published>2005-08-01T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:20:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.QUIZ OF THE DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your True Birth Month Is December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/birthmonth/december.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patriotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not egoistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves praise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves to joke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short tempered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hates restrictions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves to socialize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impatient and hasty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changing personality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good sense of humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest and trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influential in organizations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takes high pride in oneself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Active in games and interactions&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&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/truebirthmonth/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/12477043-112286645412597247?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112286645412597247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112286645412597247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112286645412597247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112286645412597247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112277782664052490</id><published>2005-07-31T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T10:43:46.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.PRESERVED MEMORIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just share one aspect of my room. I filled it up with one of the few things I love: PHOTOGRAPHS! While doing this, I really can't help but have a huge dose of nostalgia. Going back through the memories inscripted in those pictures made me smile. Take a look:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/wall%20of%20memories.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one is another thing I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/1600/DSC02930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7991/1059/320/DSC02930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112277782664052490?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112277782664052490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112277782664052490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112277782664052490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112277782664052490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112269342014406240</id><published>2005-07-30T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T11:17:00.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.SUCCESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/hataholic.gif" align="left" /&gt; Yipee! I have learned how to animate using Paint Shop Pro. Take a peek at the animated icon I made. Give me comments so that I will know how to improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112269342014406240?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112269342014406240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112269342014406240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112269342014406240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112269342014406240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112254798330281729</id><published>2005-07-28T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:57:39.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.QUIZ OF THE DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Understanding" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1115499729_A_understanding.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You need understanding.&lt;br /&gt;In your life there has been many people that&lt;br /&gt;could never seem to comprehend your&lt;br /&gt;personality. Now you have either become an&lt;br /&gt;out-cast because of their narrow minds or you&lt;br /&gt;have adjusted yourself to them, and never&lt;br /&gt;letting them see who you are deep inside. You&lt;br /&gt;now think that no one will ever understand you&lt;br /&gt;and you hate that fact. Though you are scared&lt;br /&gt;of what the effects might be if you would&lt;br /&gt;decide to let someone in so you keep a safe&lt;br /&gt;distance that you both curse and bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Do%20You%20Need%20in%20Your%20Life?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Do You Need in Your Life? [dark pics]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112254798330281729?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112254798330281729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112254798330281729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112254798330281729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112254798330281729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/understanding.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112246550677881057</id><published>2005-07-27T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:15:40.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.DISTORTED PRIORITIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am feeling soo bad about my friend today. Hear this. I just came from P.E. I wanted to change into my uniforms in the bathroom. So I went to the section of my friend and asked him to accompany me. He agreed. While walking to the bathroom, we passed by his boyfriend's section. (Yup..May boyfriend siya) He waved to his boyfriend, which was understandable. But what ticked me off is when his boyfriend went out his classroom and went down the stairs. He went with him. I mean, he was supposed to accompany me to the bathroom but he went with his boyfriend instead! What's up with that? I mean your'e going to prioritize your boyfriend who you only knew in Y!M and had a couple dates with rather than a friend you've know since Grade 6?! [what i said is true..nakilala nya lang yung guy sa Y!M] Nakakaasar siya!That's all for now. I'm really mad at him. I mean yung boyfriend na yun anytime they can break up pero ako, andito lang ako for him! Nagpapasama lang ako sandali sa banyo, di pa nya magawa. Kainiz!! Magsama sila ng boyfriend nyang drug addict!! to that friend of mine: Ok lang naman na sumama ka sa bf mo kasi nga nasa relationship kayo diba pero sana man lang hindi ka nangiiwan diba!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*name dropping is sometimes bad. if you want to know who those persons are, just IM me. Or you could just guess. ^_~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112246550677881057?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112246550677881057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112246550677881057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112246550677881057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112246550677881057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112237182499109237</id><published>2005-07-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:57:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.ALL THINGS JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Another new layout ya'll. I really had fun doing this layout. I just love Queer Eye and the Fab Five! Ahaha..That's all for this blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112237182499109237?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112237182499109237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112237182499109237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112237182499109237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112237182499109237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112177089811254354</id><published>2005-07-19T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:35:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.DISCONNECTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so much very disconnected for soo many days right now. Imagine your phone having no dial tone for like 7 days? Simply hell. Ahaha... Oh well. I don't really have something to say. Just wanted to blog. Ahaha... I only have 2 things to write about and it'll be just short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I have finished reading HP6. Sooper ganda I'm telling you! Get a copy. As in NOW na..haha&lt;br /&gt;2- I failed Math and Religion in my Mid Terms. F2 in both subjects. Aaargh. Hahabol ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112177089811254354?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112177089811254354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112177089811254354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112177089811254354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112177089811254354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112091603386989830</id><published>2005-07-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T21:33:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.SOAR HIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I just came home from Araneta. I had a really good time! Let me narrate. I first fetched Cheddar in our Village Clubhouse and off we went to Araneta. Upon arriving in Araneta, we first went to Gateway. This was my first time to go in Gateway. Ang ganda ganda pala talaga ng Gateway! Haha... We met with Aina there and went already to Araneta. The guards didn't allow us to bring our cameras inside. Grr. But because of Cheddar's clever mind, we managed to have the cameras brought inside. How we did it, I won't tell. Mamaya may makabasang taga UAAP Commitee dito! Haha... At first we were scared to take pictures of the Opening Ceremony, baka mahuli kami ng ushers eh! The Opening Ceremony wasn't good. But it wasn't bad either. It just lacked production value. Kyla sang this really tacky song. The lyrics of the song actually had the names of the schools in it! How I wish they payed Kyla a high fee for singing that awful song with much grace. Then came the speech of the people in charge. We took this as an oppurtunity to buy food. Then the game between U.P. and U.S.T. started. We were cheering for UP. It was such a nice game! The scores were so close! UST was always leading but UP still won at the end. While the game was going on, there were three kids in front of us. Apparently, they were FEU fans. They had FEU hats and were waving FEU flags. The problem is they were blocking our view. Ginago namin sila to death! Haha. Sabi pa nga ni Maat, "Wala naman FEU eh!" Haha... After watching, we went to Gatewat and ate at Taco Bell then went home. All in all, the UAAP Opening was a blast. UP won today, sana bukas manalo rin Ateneo. Say it with me &lt;strong&gt;"ONE BIG FIGHT!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*check out my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112091603386989830?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112091603386989830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112091603386989830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112091603386989830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112091603386989830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112073312483678435</id><published>2005-07-07T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:45:24.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.PUCHAA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I am feeling bad today. Today is such a day full of bad things that happened to me. Let me list them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I got my Math Long Test results. I got a fucking 22/48! Kainiz. I've always hated math. It's one subject wherin I don't find any sense in the topics taught. I mean our teachers could have stopped after teaching us addition, subtraction, division and multiplication and maybe a &lt;strong&gt;little &lt;/strong&gt;advanced Math. But nooo, they had to teach us stuff we can't apply when we grow up. I mean where can I use the laws of exponents in deciding a color scheme for a sports line. Or can finding out the solution set of x+1= 2+3x help me in designing punk rock clothes for puppies? Diba hinde naman! &lt;strong&gt;School teaches us useless things.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I had a little fight with my classmate awhileago. Among the friends that I've got, I always thought I was never ever going to fight with him. I was wrong. He told me something negative awhileago and &lt;strong&gt;wounds take time to heal&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. This one is kind off petty. Magshoshorts kami sa Intrams Opening! Grr... Gusto mag pants..ahaha..mag cacapris na nga lang ako. ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     One thing happened to me today that somehow removed the negativity inside of me. While going to National Book Store, I met a girl named Alessandra. No. This isn't your usual girl from a girl's school. This time it was a streetchild. I really felt sad for her. She was selling sampaguiatas and I bought it all from her. Seeing her smile light up just made me smile too. &lt;strong&gt;I wish our life could just be simple and problem free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112073312483678435?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112073312483678435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112073312483678435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112073312483678435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112073312483678435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112055863057484384</id><published>2005-07-05T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T18:17:10.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.NEWS FUHLASH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's an update for ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I am now going to venture into Photography. Zoom is now my organization. At last, nakawala narin ako sa Glee Club. Ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I am now a class officer. PRO ako. This will be fun. I love organizing soirees and social events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. For the first time ever in history, nakapasa ko sa first long test ko in Social Studies. Ahaha... Kaya ko pa toh! Gagalingan ko na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Marc and I had a blast awhileago taking pictures. Ahaha. Check out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Gusto ko ng rectangular eyeglasses! Grr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112055863057484384?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112055863057484384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112055863057484384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112055863057484384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112055863057484384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-112004208321291071</id><published>2005-06-29T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T18:48:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.HUMILIATION NATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I had an embarassing moment awhileago in P.E. We had a drill wherein we will run to the end of the Covered Courts. I didn't know that when you reach the end, you're free to do what you want to. So when it was my turn, after reaching the end I still went back. Grr.. I was alone lang running to go back! The teacher was waving to stop na but I didn't mind him. When I reached the end, everyone was saying that I didn't need to go back. Ack. That, my friends, is what you call a blonde moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-112004208321291071?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/112004208321291071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=112004208321291071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112004208321291071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/112004208321291071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111975391171970303</id><published>2005-06-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T18:37:13.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~giotistic"&gt;&lt;marquee style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial" scrolldelay="87" behavior="slide" width="444" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Giano Raphael Deen Dionisio!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="96" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/haffeburthdeigio.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111975391171970303?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111975391171970303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111975391171970303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111975391171970303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111975391171970303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-giano-raphael-deen.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111957403859958548</id><published>2005-06-24T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:07:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.LAST SEASON?! SO WHAT?!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom brought home with her four more hats for me!! Woohoo... 3/4 of the hats she gave me were trucker hats. Lots of people are saying that trucker hats are so last year but I still like them. I'm not really the kind of person who wears something just becuase it's as of the moment. I don't really like following trends. You shouldn't wear something just because it's of the fashion moment. You have to be yourself, find what looks good on you, and embrace it, even if it's not "in." Clothes have always given me the feeling that I can be whoever I feel like being on a particular day. Maybe today I'll get duded up like a Civil War soldier in ratty jeans and a military top, and tomorrow I'm a punk rocker in capris and Chucks. That's why I don't give away my clothes because it can always come in handy in whatever theme I'm going for. I don't really care if my clothes come from the 60's era or if it's the latest collection of Versace. I just wear what I want, when I want, where I want and how I want to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of the hats momsie dearest gave me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="752" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/hats2.jpg" width="949" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;clockwise: a cute sun hat, a powder blue polka dotted trucker cap, a magenta trucker cap with star logo and chains,an aqua blue trucker cap with chains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111957403859958548?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111957403859958548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111957403859958548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111957403859958548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111957403859958548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111927247648588649</id><published>2005-06-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T21:01:16.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.SHOUT-OUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [BULGARAN NA TOH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuloy natin pagiging senti ko! This time hinde na love as in love pero love as a friend! This is gonna be about this best [bitch] friend I ever had na si &lt;strong&gt;Aaron&lt;/strong&gt;. Many Ateneans know him as Aaron lang, pero I know him as the guy whom I share secrets with, the guy na andun pag malungkot ako, pag masaya ako...atbp. Of course, andyan ang occasional na pagaaway tsaka tampuhan pero ok lang! Pati siyempre di natin maalis ang imperfections diba! Actually, I don't really like tagging people as my bestfriend. Pero if I need to pick kung sino, si Aaron na talaga yun! Pati sa totoo lang, aware naman ako na hinde ako masiyado considered ni Aaron as a bestfriend. Pero ako, I consider him mine. Nagmeet lang kami nyan nung grade six, pero feel ko kilala ko na talaga yan! Hinde nya toh mababasa [baka..], pero mahal na mahal ko yang gagang yan eh! As in. I don't need an excuse kung bakit ko siya love. Like why do i love my mother? I love her because I love her. Siyempre, sinister sisters eh!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[kung ibang love iniisip mo..you are advised to leave because of your malicious thoughts] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Pero minsan I tend to say stuff to him na makes him angry, pero sabi nga nila only a true friend can say if youv'e got a booger in your face. Ahaha... Here's a pic of ours:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; HEIGHT: 464px" height="799" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/unleashed.jpg" width="1053" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* oo. i adress my friends as "bitch"...i don't mean to call them that. it's my term of endearment to them! so calling them bitch is actually nice. its like instead of saying "friend" i jst say "bitch".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111927247648588649?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111927247648588649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111927247648588649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111927247648588649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111927247648588649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111908741253594803</id><published>2005-06-18T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T17:53:55.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.TROUBLE WITH LOVE IS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I've been feeling really sentimental since Thursday so this entry will just be filled with sentimental crap. I've been loving this guy for four years already. That guy doesn't really think that I exist. Infact, that guy avoids me. Even though he does these things to me, I still keep on continuing to love him. People tell me that he ain't that cute. Infact, they think he's ugly. I actually kind off believe them but there's this something that I find in him that makes me love him. I really can't explain what that something is but I know that it exists. People tell me that I should move on but moving on is not about stoping to love someone, it's about learning to live without him. So I AM moving on. They tell me that I should also set him free. But he is free. I'm not. Should I really find someone else? Should I stop loving him? But it ain't that easy. It's not like "Ok..I don't love him already. Problem solved".   What should I do? Am I that stupid to fall in love with someone and never get anything in return? I shouldn't really be bothered that I don't get anything in return. Infact, I should be contented already. I'm not saying this because I want to have a boyfriend or something. It's just that I'm so confused with me right now. I even thought of being a priest. I mean I don't have any hope in my love life anymore, why not offer myself to God?  Lastly, since his birthday is coming up, my wish for him is that he soon finds a girl that will love him the way I do or even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*note: I know that you know who he is, I  just don't want to name drop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111908741253594803?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111908741253594803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111908741253594803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111908741253594803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111908741253594803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_111908741253594803.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111907040388639166</id><published>2005-06-18T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:59:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.ANOTHER LAYOUT NO ONE WOULD SEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey guys! I made another layout. As if anyone still reads this, so noone would see the layout I made. Ahaha... I'm just ever so in love that's why I made this layout! If ever your'e still one of the few people who visits my blog, please tag in my tagboard! Thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111907040388639166?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111907040388639166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111907040388639166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111907040388639166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111907040388639166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111830693536804116</id><published>2005-06-09T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:48:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.LOADED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I just came back from school. Grabeh, raming homework!! School has barely started but we've got piles of homework already ahead of us! Baka pag formal lessons na talaga trak trak na homework namin! Haha.. Actually these homeworks are due Monday but I wanna do it already. As what they say, why put of something tomorrow when you can do it today? Anyway, I think my blog entries might be short na or there might be no blog entries at all! The monochromaticness of school has taken over and I don't think there's something to blog about na anyway. I'll just keep you updated if something out-of-the-ordinary happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111830693536804116?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111830693536804116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111830693536804116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111830693536804116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111830693536804116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111822278114105136</id><published>2005-06-08T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T17:26:21.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.FIRST DAY FUNK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     It was my first day of school. Nothing to blog about really. Just check out my &lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multiply &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for some pictures! Yes, I treated my first day as a big social event and brought a cam and took pics! Hehe...  Anywayz, I don't really like my class cuz I don't know anyone there except for Juno. But as what they say, what I think now will change in the future. I mean I'm gonna be with these people for 3 years! So I might as well make the most out of it. My teachers seem so nice though. Parang hinde sila masusungit! Hehe... Pero nagbigay na agad ng homework c Sir Lacson eh. Pero ok lang. There's gonna be MORE homework naman eh. I'll go end this post already. I have to look for the bibliography of Jose Rizal pa. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111822278114105136?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111822278114105136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111822278114105136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111822278114105136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111822278114105136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111803744809647909</id><published>2005-06-06T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T13:59:51.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.HARAJUKO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sistah and I yet again played dress up awhileago! Inspired by Gwen's song "Harajuko Girls", we tried to dress up in Tokyo style! We did the whole short shorts and layered top thing. The result was really cute. Take a peek at our photo shoot below and judge for yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 476px" height="1221" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/harajuko.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111803744809647909?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111803744809647909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111803744809647909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111803744809647909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111803744809647909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111798045706310789</id><published>2005-06-05T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:37:39.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.I LUST CONVERSE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mom brought home with her some Converse goodies for me. She bought a high cut camoflauge sneakers and a stamped Converse cap. I soopah doopah love em both! Take a peek:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="681" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/camochucks.jpg" width="914" align="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 183px" height="454" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/stampedcap.jpg" width="561" align="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.TINKERBELLE FLEW AWAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Obviously, I have a new layout. And the theme is pretty obvious! I really don't know why I bother making new layouts since no one goes to my blog anymore so no one would actually see it. But I really do enjoy conceptualizing and thinking up of new ideas for new layouts. So even if no one gets to see it, the point is, I enjoy making layouts! Hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111798045706310789?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111798045706310789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111798045706310789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111798045706310789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111798045706310789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111785669727654811</id><published>2005-06-04T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T11:51:07.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.PERSONALITY TEST MANIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Find out who your Hip-Hop BF is at www.kidzworld.com!" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs41037321893421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Hip-Hop BF is Mario!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your perfect hip-hop BF is the talented Mario. You're unjaded, happy-go-lucky and full of ambition - just like R&amp;B newbie Mario! Whether you're makin' new friends at a party or spending a night on the couch braiding each other's hair, you and Mario would have a blast together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm Stuck Up!" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs41113201073828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Stuck Up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're not afraid of stating exactly how you feel, even if you wind up hurting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;other people's feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. You may have been spoiled when you were younger, and as a result, you expect only the best and are too concerned with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;material things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Next time you have the urge to express your negative attitude, write it in a diary. It's a great way get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rid of bad energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and might help you realize what you need to change. Also, consider doing something positive like donating your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time to a charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Shoe Style is Punk!" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs21113352493562.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Shoe Style is Punk!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're edgy when it comes to making fashion choices. You don't care about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what's hot and what's not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;; you just dress the way YOU want to because you like to stand apart from the crowd. Converse slip-ons and sneakers are good choices for you because of their bright colors and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;funky patterns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - peeps will definitely notice your feet when you step out in these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="10" bgcolor="#0044aa"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="32"&gt;&lt;img alt="Find out what your prom style is at www.kidzworld.com" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs41107972818781.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Prom Style is Punk Rock!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're bold, daring and love to stand out - but not in THAT way. Your adventurous attitude shows in your prom look, which is a style all your own. Mix and match a sassy dress with vivid accessories and shoes that have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;punk edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs11038273650015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're a Feeler!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although you can work well with others, you really prefer to go it alone. Your idea of a great Sunday afternoon is having the house to yourself so you can work on your latest masterpiece. You're in touch with the world around you and how others are feeling so you are best suited for a job as a social worker, painter, writer or a job that will exhibit all your talents, like a kindergarten or pre-school teacher. Imagine a day of playing house and finger painting while moulding the minds of others. That's a pretty cool opportunity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Find out which first-time job is best for you at www.kidzworld.com" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs41037133147375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your First Job is a Babysitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to the world of babysitting. This job suits you because you're a bit of a homebody who digs kids and staying up late. The perks of this job are playing with kids, getting paid to eat the neighbors' snacks and watch the neighbors' TV. The downers include a few bratty kids and no social life on Friday nights.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Take the School Style Quiz at www.kidzworld.com" src="http://www.kidzworld.com/img/upload/quiz/qs21036716715093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're a Trend-Setter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You don't care what the magazines say, you're going to wear what you want, when you want. You're wearing the coolest duds before they even hit the runway in Milan - something other peeps may think is weird. Stick with your inventive style and there will never be a dull fashion moment at your school. Your next purchase will probably be something retro like a 70's parka from one of your fave used clothing shops!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[END]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111785669727654811?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111785669727654811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111785669727654811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111785669727654811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111785669727654811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/06/find-out-who-your-hip-hop-bf-is-at.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111753190080914895</id><published>2005-05-31T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T17:31:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.SHAMELESS PLUG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    If you could all visit my Multiply page, please do so! Here's the link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabgelous.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://fabgelous.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111753190080914895?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111753190080914895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111753190080914895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111753190080914895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111753190080914895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111745793464578536</id><published>2005-05-30T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T20:58:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.SHOPAHOLIC STRIKES BACK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     I woke up at about 6 today because I knew that I was gonna have a long day. I did my usual morning regimen. I went to the bathroom and did some vanity stuff. While I was snezzing I noticed that the tissue had blood. I then looked at my nose and realized that I had nose bleed. Yikess... I just washed it with water nalang and it was gone na. After the vanity session, I did my morning excercise. My morning excercise is just actually dancing to the whole CD of Gwen Stefanni! Ahehe... Afterwards, I already ate breakfast and went online a bit. I then prepared myself for the day. After all the stuff I needed to do my day officially started. I first went to &lt;strong&gt;Bench Hair Fix Salon &lt;/strong&gt;to have a haircut. I must say my hair cut was sooo cute! I love it. Tapos I went to Ateneo na to have my I.D. picture taken and claimed my textbooks. After claiming my textbooks, I picked a CSP place na. I chose Noah's Ark. Magaalaga ako ng babies. Yipee... I then went to &lt;strong&gt;Yellow Cab &lt;/strong&gt;para ibigay ko na yung pin na pinagawa ni Diethe. Andun rin sila Sprix, Lex tsaka si Angelo. Umalis na raw c Gio eh. Kainiz naman. Ahehe. Ayun linebre lang ako ni Diethe ng pizza tapos umalis na ko. After all these frenzy I already embarked on something that I do best: &lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/strong&gt;! I first went to &lt;strong&gt;Ortigas Home Depot &lt;/strong&gt;to look for a nice computer chair. After canvassing, I realized that the computer chairs there are super expensive! The cheapest was P3,500! And it doesn't even look P3,500. If it doesn't look the price, it's not worth it.I went to &lt;strong&gt;Galle &lt;/strong&gt;afterwards. I first went to &lt;strong&gt;The Store With No Name&lt;/strong&gt; to have my white &lt;strong&gt;Dickies&lt;/strong&gt; pants customized. My design was skulls and bones. So punk rock. Ahehe. Even if I'm not into punk rock, at least I can dress the part! I then went to &lt;strong&gt;The 50th&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Avenue.&lt;/strong&gt;I had my pants altered there. The guy told me that it was gonna be finished at 5. It was okey for me so I already paid. I bought a cute dog pencil case and a cute fluffy pen from&lt;strong&gt; Penchants&lt;/strong&gt;.I then saw Eldzs there! He had blonde hair. Nakakainggit siya! And the fact that he did it himself adds to the jealousy. I accompanied him at the Department Store so that he could buy some camo pants. We then parted some ways because I went to the home section so that I can look for a computer chair. I finally found a really cute green one. Binili ko na siya kaagad. Afterwards, I went to &lt;strong&gt;Shangrila &lt;/strong&gt;naman. I bought a pencil case and some cute giant paper clips from &lt;strong&gt;Tickles&lt;/strong&gt;.I also bought a cute circular pillow with the print "GORGEOUS" and a grafitti umbrella from &lt;strong&gt;Humor Post&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I then went back to Galle to claim my pants. I saw a really adorable Astroboy pillow from &lt;strong&gt;Iba Diba?&lt;/strong&gt;. I automatically snagged it! I then went to my last destination which was &lt;strong&gt;SM Department Store&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I went to &lt;strong&gt;Airart Asia &lt;/strong&gt;to have a shirt and a hat done. My design for the shirt was an electric guitar and for the hat was the Rolling Stones logo. The guy there told me that the shirt will be done in 3 days because they will still use a template. Again it was okey and I paid. The last thing I did was have label stickers done in &lt;strong&gt;Robee Stickers&lt;/strong&gt;. I picked a really cute butterfly design! Wootnes. Afterwards, I ended my day already. When I started my day I had a little cold, when I arrived home I didn't feel a thing. This only proves one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING DOES MAKE ME FEEL BETTER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111745793464578536?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111745793464578536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111745793464578536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111745793464578536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111745793464578536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111737348332684676</id><published>2005-05-29T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:39:47.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.ADDITION TO THE FAMILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have 3 new members for my hat family! Woohoo! Here's a snapshot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="877" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/hat.jpg" width="1153" align="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;from l-r: an ethnic inspired fedora, a fuschia pink distressed beret and a powder blue Roxy trucker cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111737348332684676?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111737348332684676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111737348332684676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111737348332684676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111737348332684676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111668514036358465</id><published>2005-05-21T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T22:19:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since I wrote a blog entry. I wasn't busy. I was just too lazy to blog. Anyways, here are a few random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ending of Hiram was supah dupah nice! It explained everything! There was no scenes that the question "Paano nangyari yun" needed to be asked. So far, the ending of Hiram was the best teleserye endings I have seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a bank account na! Ala lang..sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I really don't like the outcome of Stardance. Naout c Dan tsaka c Jhoey! Tapos nanalo c Ryan?! Yikes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Those Paris  and Nikki Hilton imposters should get their act together. First and foremost, the Hilton sisters will be unlikely to stumble upon my blog. And what's up with Nicole saying wer'e friends?! We don't even know each other! And besides that blog entry was sooo ages ago. I'm not really sure if there tagging from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/gelo_fashion_savant"&gt;my Xanga&lt;/a&gt; or this blog. Both blogs have that Chatterbox. Anywayz, they are just FEELERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111668514036358465?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111668514036358465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111668514036358465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111668514036358465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111668514036358465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111607100558551312</id><published>2005-05-14T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T19:47:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;.ISAYAW MO NA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watched the "Stardance Pre-Finals Special" awhileago. It didn't dissapoint me at all! It was a sizzling and hot episode! Anywayz, my bet for Stardance have always been Jhoey Zulueta and Daniel Cabrera. Let's now talk about the show, shall we! A lot of famous dancers opened the show for today. They did a wonderful job in opening tonights show! After their opening, ang Stardance 5 naman ang nagpakitang gilas sa stage! The first challenge was for the Stardance 5 to dance novelty songs with their "child counterparts". I really found this part sooper adorable! It's so nice to see these people dance with kids! Ang gagaling rin nung mga bata sumayaw! Yehboii... After their challenge, the judges named Jhoey,Dan and Bambie the lowest!Sucks, mga bet ko asa lowest! Siyempre, nalungkot ako noh! The next challenge was for the Stardance 5 to dance with past contestants. This was better than the first challenge. Kitang kita mo talaga yung galing nila sa pagsasayaw! They also did a good job in choosing whom they will dance with. At last, nakabawi rin si Dan and wasn't part of the lowest 3 anymore. This time it was Jhoey, Bambie and Froilan. To add tension they had many guest numbers. After these frenzy, Ryan and Dan was automaticaly in the spotlight while Froilan joined them. This time Jhoey and Bambie were the only persons left. At this point, I was already praying for Jhoey to be in! My prayer were answered and Bambie was announced to be out! After this announcement, I was literally jumping up and down inside the room! I was soo happy that Jhoey and Dan wasn't out! Next week is the Grand Finals and text votes will now count. Help these talented dancers achieve their dreams and vote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEXT &lt;strong&gt;DANCE 5&lt;/strong&gt; (for Dan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                DANCE 8&lt;/strong&gt; (for Jhoey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEND TO: 2366 (Globe and Sun Cellular subscribers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;231 (Smart, Talk and Text and Addict Mobile subscribers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111607100558551312?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111607100558551312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111607100558551312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111607100558551312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111607100558551312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111597647583294619</id><published>2005-05-13T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T17:34:05.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;.FASHION SHOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fashion show with my sisters kanina! I would style them up in cute clothes then I'll take a picture! We even had this comforters as a ramp! Ang saya saya talaga! I super duper love my sistahs! There so supportive of my craft! And gusto rin nila maging model! Ofcourse, who doesn't want to be a model?! Hehe... Anywayz, here's a snapshot..go see for yourself... My sisters are born models and I am a born fashion designer. The halloween costumes are my own design while the others are just clothes I got from their room! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;img style="WIDTH: 520px; HEIGHT: 697px" height="948" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/modelsistahs.jpg" width="1238" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111597647583294619?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111597647583294619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111597647583294619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111597647583294619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111597647583294619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111589616370292611</id><published>2005-05-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:09:23.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.COOKIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a blog entry about Cookie. Don't know who Cookie is?! I'll tell you who she is. If your'e a person I regularly chat with, you'll know that I've been raving about a certain gas pump storage unit. That gas pump, my friend, is Cookie. Cookie was bought by my mom in Bangkok. She is color red and you can put stuff inside her!She always keeps me company in my room. I totally LOVE her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's two pictures of Cookie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 1187px" height="1120" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/gaspump.jpg" width="177" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 1187px" height="1186" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/gaspump02.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111589616370292611?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111589616370292611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111589616370292611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111589616370292611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111589616370292611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_111589616370292611.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111587535353064095</id><published>2005-05-12T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T13:28:51.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;.IN-DI-VID-UALIZE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned my old boring white sneaks from fashionable to fabulous! I got really "sawa" with its white color so I decided to paint it! What I did was I painted the whole shoe in a wild highlighter pink shade then painted the sides magenta. All i needed was my old sneaks, fabric paint, a paintbrush and a whole dose of imagination and now I've got a one-of-a-kind shoe for a one-of-a-kind ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="899" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/pinkyshoes.jpg" width="732" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="903" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y211/fabgelous05/eatingshoes.jpg" width="1003" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111587535353064095?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111587535353064095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111587535353064095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111587535353064095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111587535353064095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111580107067199910</id><published>2005-05-11T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T16:44:30.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;.CORNY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I just came back from Fontana. My family went there together with Tita Cricket and her kids. Honestly, Fontana isn't nice anymore. It's sooo corny na! Upon arriving, we went to the Administration. Blah Blah..Skip Skip. We went to the Villa first then  went to the water park already. We first went to the Lazy River. It's more of Lousy River, really. The water smells like poop and you can see twigs and other dirty stuff floating in the water! Yurks! Next we went to the Giant Slide. The Giant Slide didn't change at all so it's ok. Actually, It's the only thing left that's fun. Afterwards, we went to theWaves Pool. I actually saw a baby peeing in the pool! Yurks. So now from Waves Pool it became WeeWee Pool! We got soo bored that we went back to the Villa. We just watched some T.V., ate and then slept. The next day, we wanted to swim again. (which is so ironic!) We had a little problem with the tickets. The management didn't allow us to have the discounted tickets because we didn't have an authorization letter from the member. I fought with this bitchy girl named Weng. I told her that there was a letter already but she told us that it was only valid for checking in. But with my persuasion skills, we got the discounted tickets in the end. We did the usual stuff. Then I got bored again. So I left them behind and went back to the Villa alone. I took a bath and slept. When  I woke up, I saw my parents packing stuff. Finally, we went home. I only had one thing in mind- &lt;em&gt;"I never ever want to go back again"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111580107067199910?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111580107067199910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111580107067199910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111580107067199910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111580107067199910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111563398828469485</id><published>2005-05-09T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:19:48.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;.IRONIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I had my enrollment today. Let me narrate. First thing I did was go to Bench Hair Fix to have my hair styled up. Afterwards, I went to Ateneo already! Grabeh! Ang haba ng pila. So dun muna sa Report Cards ekek. Then sa Assesment. Tapos sa Cashier na. Dito ko nagtagal mehn! 11:00 ako pumili, 2:00 lang ako nakadating sa Window! Ang tagal talaga as in sooooooooooooooopppppppppppppppper!! Ateneo should have a better system. Dapat by last year sections nalang yung enrollment eh, hinde yung 2 days lang hinati! Ang rami rami namin noh! Afterwards, nagpunta na q sa APSA to have my ID Picture taken. Ironically, my new hair style didn't match the requirements of the APSA. Kainizz!! As in!! Ang ganda ganda di nila pinayagan! Sayang lang yung binayad ko sa salon! Arrghhh! Sa pasukan na nga lang ako papagupit! Grr... Pagkatapos nun nag punta ko sa Grade School to get my Chronicle. Maganda sana kung colored yung pics namin! Pero nde eh..Pfft. Lastly, I went to NBS to buy some school supplies. School supply shopping is always a thrill for me. I always like picking out "cutsie" school supplies. I don't really buy generic school supplies. I always make sure it matches my personality. Ahehehe... Afterwards, I went home already and prepared for our Fontana trip tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111563398828469485?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111563398828469485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111563398828469485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111563398828469485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111563398828469485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111555468048987026</id><published>2005-05-08T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T20:26:56.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;.PINS FOR SALE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently designing my own pins right now. Actually, I'm selling personalized pins for P75. Put anything you want on a pin! Be it your favorite band [Kwjan, perhaps?], a celebrity [Nicole Richie, anyone?], a cartoon character [Maybe Tinkerbelle?], your name and even a picture of yourself! The sky's the limit! Wanna have a pin thats distinctively yours? Just &lt;a href="mailto:%20scarlet_gummy_bears@yahoo.com"&gt;drop me a line&lt;/a&gt; and I'll be glad to make you one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample design (Ateneo themed):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 568px; HEIGHT: 136px" height="184" alt="pagawa na kayo!" src="http://tinypic.com/505cp0" width="1161" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111555468048987026?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111555468048987026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111555468048987026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111555468048987026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111555468048987026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/pagawa-na-kayo.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111528962364754117</id><published>2005-05-05T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:40:23.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;.FAMILY BONDING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I went to Club Manila East (CME) today. It was heluva fun. Upon arriving CME, my family suggested that we take a picture infront of the entrance. Nahawaan ko ata sila sa vanity ko eh!Haha...So we went to our cottage. The cottage was OK...It has its own bathroom. I do have a complain. There's no mirror at the sink! Grr... So the first thing we do was go to the giant slide but realized that It had no water. So we decided to swim by the kiddie pool nalang. Don't get me wrong but it was soo fun! I love the sprinklers! There was a platform then on top of it was 4 small sprinklers. I laid down on it and it feels like all your problems go away! Nakakarelax! Then our dad said that the slide worked na. So we slided! Weee... It was fun rin. Afterwards, we went kayachting (spelling?!). Siyempre hinde mawawala dyan ang Picture! Picture! Hehe...We ate lunch na. Ang yummy! Barbeque na soooper doooper maraming sauce! Mmmm... Then I decided to sleep. When I woke up, I decided to swim again. I really got tired from swimming so I decided to take a shower already and dress up. Then my sisters got tired of swimming na rin. Naligo na rin sila! Haha... After that, we went to the Restaurant and bought some ice cream then went home. There's only one word to sum up this day: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6699;"&gt;FABULOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111528962364754117?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111528962364754117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111528962364754117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111528962364754117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111528962364754117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111512814010856043</id><published>2005-05-03T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:49:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.SNAPSHOT OF THE WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share this picture of mine. It was taken yesterday at our Laguna trip. Here's a little story about it. Ate Anne and I we're touring the house and I saw this spiral staircase. I went over the staircase and went on top of the roof. I requested Ate Anne to take my picture. Hardcore Photography na toh! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 454px" height="819" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/fabgelous/laguna047spatterframe.jpg" width="1012" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Ate Anne= My favorite and I should say the BEST cousin I've ever had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111512814010856043?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111512814010856043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111512814010856043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111512814010856043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111512814010856043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111504023915565889</id><published>2005-05-02T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:23:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;.LAGUNA INVASION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My family and I went to Laguna today. Well Laguna isn't really Boracay so there wasn't any much activities to do. The house that we went to was also not really nice. It was a big house with just a swimming pool. All we did was swim, swim and if we get bored, swim again! There was also a billiards table but only my cousins played. Hinde ako marunong eh! But I did have fun swimming with my cousins...vanity sessions with Ate Anne and my kulitan stuff with my sistahs! Being the ever trigger happy that I am, I took lotsa pics from this trip of ours! i took LOTS of pics..as in! I took pics of people swimming, candid shots, people sleeping, the magnificent views and my favorite subject of photography...MYSELF. I'm just oh soo tamad to upload those images though. Nevertheless, this Laguna trip was da bomb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111504023915565889?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111504023915565889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111504023915565889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111504023915565889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111504023915565889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111495222605600233</id><published>2005-05-01T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T21:18:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6699;"&gt;.:Fickle Minded:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was scheduled to be blonde yesterday but I cancelled it for various reasons. I can be ever so fickle minded sometimes and this is one of those times! Here are the reasons why I changed my mind about being blonde: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. It's too expensive (P800 mehn!Ang mahal nun!)&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd rather use the money on shopping. (After all I'm a fashion savant not a grooming guru!)&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm still too young. (Let's wait 'till college, shall we?!&lt;br /&gt;4. The chemicals might damage my hair.&lt;br /&gt;5. It's not allowed in school anyway.&lt;br /&gt;6. Another P800 will be spent to dye it black again&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't really go out during summer so noone would see it anyway&lt;br /&gt;8. I may look like Tao Laba!&lt;br /&gt;9. It may not look good on me.&lt;br /&gt;10. And as what Den said "I might regret it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also learned a lesson from this "experience". Hindi natin makukuha lahat ng gusto natin. Mayroong tamang panahon at lugar para sa bagay na ito. At kung dumating na ang panahong iyon, makakamit mo rin ang bagay na inaasam asam mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111495222605600233?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111495222605600233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111495222605600233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111495222605600233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111495222605600233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111485951817724533</id><published>2005-04-30T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T19:25:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6699;"&gt;.:pictures paint a thousand words:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6699;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went to Tracy's despidida yesterday but I am soo tamad to write a blog entry about it.Someone did say that pictures paint a thousand words. So here are a couple of thousand words for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="388" src="http://tinypic.com/4scsxy" width="302" /&gt; &lt;img height="399" src="http://tinypic.com/4scua9" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="229" src="http://tinypic.com/4scutl" width="302" /&gt; &lt;img height="286" src="http://tinypic.com/4scv9h" width="238" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="344" src="http://tinypic.com/4scux4" width="261" /&gt;&lt;img height="401" src="http://tinypic.com/4scv35" width="328" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 457px" height="527" src="http://tinypic.com/4scvhi" width="382" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 450px" height="814" src="http://tinypic.com/4scvsx" width="1162" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111485951817724533?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111485951817724533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111485951817724533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111485951817724533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111485951817724533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111473995618890917</id><published>2005-04-29T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:40:31.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;://rantings of a queer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is such a known fact already that in this world, people whose gender preference falls under the middle of a male and female already exists. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;People who are not really accepted by society.&lt;/span&gt; You might have seen one already in a certain part of your life. You might have passed upon them in the mall; in the streets or he might just be sitting in front of you in class. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;Only a few accept these kinds of people.&lt;/span&gt; I am not just talking about gays but all the other categories that fall under in what you would call "third sex".&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;They are always treated like a lower class in the society. &lt;/span&gt;Why is it that way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW GAYS REALLY FEEL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a) &lt;i&gt;Why do we need to admit in the first place if were gay?&lt;/i&gt; Will you go to your family and blurt out "Mom, dad, I am a guy and I'm straight", diba hinde na? So what's the worth of admitting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;b) &lt;i&gt;Not all gays are flirts and promiscuous.&lt;/i&gt; There are gays who act simply and decently. It is not our intention to harass men. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;We want to be respected not because we look like we should be respected but because we are human beings too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;c) &lt;i&gt;It is not true that we are "women trapped in a man's body".&lt;/i&gt; We still have a little manhood left in each one of us. We still know how to respect women just like real men. And sometimes we can out beat straight guys because we have the power to speak up for ourselves and let it all out. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;We have voices and we are not afraid to let them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;d) &lt;i&gt;We are not made to entertain and be sidekicks of girls. &lt;/i&gt;Just turn on your TV screen and you'll see that these are the common roles of gays. They are being laughed at because of their colorful and outlandish clothes, queer words, and funny antics. Sometimes gays are even portrayed as over the top and loud individuals who are crazy about sex. They are also portrayed as people whose lives are perfect and have no problems at all. These are all stereotypes. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;Gays in the media are usually caricatures, not characters.&lt;/span&gt; Thus, when we see gay people in real life many do as they see on TV, and mock them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;e) &lt;i&gt;We feel that we are not really accepted.&lt;/i&gt; Why are there only male and female boxes in birth certificates? Why are there no gay comfort rooms? How come there are a few out of the closet gay politicians? Are gays really considered low? Our questions might be malicious and vulgar; but this is how we feel. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;Sometimes we're just confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) &lt;i&gt;We still have things that even us ourselves can't explain and answer.&lt;/i&gt; Why do we admire the same sex? Why are we gay? How did we become gay? How does it feel? And more and more questions people ask everyday...the answer? We really don't know, but if ever I did answer those questions, will your perspective of gays change? So we don't really need to explain because this is what we are. You just have to accept it.&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Love for diversity and freedom of expression is always present it the gay community.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is that really so strange?&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;g) &lt;i&gt;Being gay isn't infectious.&lt;/i&gt; No matter how many times you hang out with a gay; you will not and let me assure you; you won't be gay. The misconception that being gay is infectious is so wrong. And if you're asking why there are people who were "straight" before and now are gay. The answer is simple, they might just be hiding it before and now they had the courage to come out of the closet. People like that are better than people who act like who they are not. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;We should always be true to ourselves. Acting like someone you are not makes it even harder for you to know who you really are&lt;/span&gt;. That's why you shouldn't be scared of gays because these persons weren't afraid to act like themselves and show who they really are inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;h) &lt;i&gt;It's not all about sex. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;The biggest misconception about gay men is that all they want to do is sleep with straight guys&lt;/span&gt;. Once these macho males figure out that being gay is not just about sex, then the effort to bridge gaps is already half-accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;h) &lt;i&gt;We're not really sure of our future.&lt;/i&gt; Who will be with us when we get old? Will we have children that we can take care of? Are we going to marry?! I guess that our companions 'till we get old will still be gays who are also looking for that something that can make our torn lives complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;           Regardless of economic class or nationality, all gays and lesbians are bound by hardship.&lt;/span&gt; First, they have to struggle with themselves to either accept or deny their sexual orientation. After coming to terms with this personal experience, they have to deal with the effect that it has on the world around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When a gay wakes up, he will look in the mirror. A new day has come and begun. A day that he himself doesn't know what will happen. He'll ask himself questions... "&lt;i&gt;Aalisputahin ba siya&lt;/i&gt;?" "Makikita niya ba&lt;br /&gt;crush niya at babatiin ba siya nito?" "&lt;i&gt;Makakachikahan niya ba ang best friend nya?"&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;i&gt;May kukuha ba sa kaniya bilang isang tunay na kagroupo sa Biology,?" "May tatabi na kaya sa kaniya sa Mass ng kusang loob,?" "Matatanggap na kaya siya ng mga magulang niya?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At that time, he can't really answer those questions. He'll take a bath, dress up, comb his hair, and leave. The scorching rays of the sun or the tears of the sad clouds might greet him. What he has to do is face all of this. When he backs up, he is also backing up on life. When a gay is scared to face the words "kadiri," "eew" "bakla" "malandi" at "ayoko sa 'yo" he can never see the real blessings of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind all the hurting words is your friend greeting you-"Ang ganda mo bakla!!" Smiles and happiness are all we need, and of course confidence, `wag kalimutan ang confidence, day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our life is hard...harder than you can imagine. You think it’s easy being gay. Why don't you live a day in our lives...and you might just change your mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, there are more that I want to say...more questions unanswered...more issues untackled...but if I answer all your questions, will your attitude towards gays change? That's what this article tried to do. To give you a deeper understanding on gays. But wouldn't it be nicer if you actually knew a gay and learned this by yourself. Each day of our lives, of course you don't really notice...you actually pass upon a gay. May it be in class,&lt;br /&gt;in the mall and even in the church. &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;We don't really notice the people around us and we just go on with our own lives.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;But if we take a look around, we will see that the world has so many personalities to offer, you just have to familiarize yourself with these people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 5pt 0in; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;This is a colorful world, and I am proud that I am one of those many people who adds color to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111473995618890917?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111473995618890917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111473995618890917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111473995618890917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111473995618890917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/04/rantings-of-queerit-is-such-known-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477043.post-111470107917980928</id><published>2005-04-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T23:53:22.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:new layout:.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;finally..i have a new layout na...i know it's kinda plain because the background is white..but i like it that way..hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haii..no sense whatsoever blog entry...ung susunod q will be substansial na! hehe..ung finofocusan q palang kc is my layout eh..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477043-111470107917980928?l=fabgelous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/feeds/111470107917980928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477043&amp;postID=111470107917980928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111470107917980928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477043/posts/default/111470107917980928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabgelous.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fabgelous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sDHgMQmkIE8/TRqjr3CfCUI/AAAAAAAAACg/epZTty67LF8/S220/gelosquare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
