<?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-7452624384596754915</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:53:10.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mishu smile</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-1603991267400370698</id><published>2009-08-30T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T03:18:10.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sort of my story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after a long pause on my blog.. finally got the time to sit and began to write again.. the whole absence filled me with so much kwento.. remembering the days and what had happened.. whew.. kawindang.. lol.. well let's just start talking about the week of our "linggo ng wika" at school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LNG.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well our org first had it's meeting on who were gonna compete.. included was singing.. dancing.. etc.. etc.. sadly i was not able to join.. lol.. at anong sasalihan ko?? hmm.. hehe.. anyway meron nmn.. it's just that.. the willing ones first.. haha.. after that meeting.. whew.. hinga ng maluwag.. at least we have some members who participate.. saya!! v-^.^-v  hmm.. add to that.. we also had our booth.. the theme was somewhat like the cordillera region.. on the day of the booth decoration.. uwi agad ako.. my class ended too early.. hate waiting.. hehe.. but then again.. my ka-org told me the designing of booth was to be polished the next day.. and that next day was the long waited event.. haha.. so went at school so early.. aun.. may natulong nmn.. lol.. we even serve a food.. sarap.. lalo na ung icy strawberry.. that's what they call it..&lt;br /&gt;the event went on.. then awarding came.. we won several categories but never become the champ.. haha.. good thing.. and what i was so glad about.. is our booth won the third place.. comments are said.. our booth is sweet daw.. has it's sweet fragrance.. cool ambiance.. and our representatives gave them flowers.. hehe.. how sweet nga nmn.. know what?? we won a cash prize.. lol.. un un eh.. haha.. anyway i stayed at the school until the event was over.. and it ended on singing our school anthem.. how cute to see all students singing.. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E.K day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before the EK day.. i slept early.. syempre gising din so early.. (well.. pag mga ganitong event lng tlga ko ndi nalelate.. haha.. as if nmn noh.. don't wanna be left by the bus..) then aun.. prepare some food and hola.. at school already.. being with my friends.. ang aga.. we take pictures agad.. lol.. well at the bus.. kulitan.. oops.. never thought i would be in the same bus with "pugad" haha.. screen name nlng nya yan.. (because of the komik book i borrowed from him before.. the title was pugad baboy..) well.. pugad is a former fan.. nakz.. hehe.. i met him last sem.. at the bus din when the school had it's convention.. he's fine.. patawa.. never thought he admires until not knowingly.. he is also joining the birthday party of my friend's boyfriend.. eh that party is after we had gone to the convention.. he got my number and un.. text text.. but then.. i had my boyfriend that time.. kaya never accepted anything.. well.. back at the bus.. just greeted.. never had anything as ilangan or whatsoever.. then EK na.. whew.. out of the bus then picture again.. haha.. hmm.. fooling around EK muna.. taking pictures all over the place.. haha.. exagerated.. well after an hour or so.. gutom agad.. eating time.. so saya.. eat so sarap na food and drinks with friends.. really love the chicken.. yummy!! then aun.. rest a while.. then it's riding time.. first right riogrande.. totally wet.. as in wet.. para kong basang sisiw.. but it was a lot of fun.. then syempre klngan magpatuyo.. flying fiesta.. needed it.. whew.. love the heights.. haha.. after that ride.. the goal is achieved.. somehow.. natuyo nmn kami.. lol.. after that.. pila ulit.. the EK was so crowded with everybody from our school.. dami students.. STI ba nmn from different places.. but so saya.. after that long.. very loooong pila.. got the chance to be in realto.. mejo boring sya.. haha.. nawala ung excitement.. anyway.. that ride was the last.. tired of standing and waiting for so long just to ride for a minute.. aun pahinga na kmi and gone to the souvenir store nlng.. then bought some drinks and gone back to the bus para makapagrest.. back at the bus.. eating time.. had some sandwich and drinks.. energetic ulit.. aun kulitan at picture taking.. haha.. so loved my friends.. we wait till the fireworks starts.. ganda.. parang new year lng.. lol.. then aun.. go home na..&lt;br /&gt;ooppss.. another destination.. fiesta time.. our prof. invited us at their house so we went there for dinner.. dami food.. and delicous tlga.. then aun.. hit and run.. lol.. syempre we stayed for a while.. but then say bye bye.. it was so late na din kasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home.. super exhausted na tlga.. but then.. super saya.. i went home with jhec.. one of my girl friend.. saya when i'm with her.. kwela kasi ng girl na toh.. anyway pagdating sa house.. kwento some things before my mama.. we're so close.. as in.. grabe.. love my parents.. and my sister.. love them a lot.. then aun.. got ready to bed.. and i think not more than a minute.. i got my goodnight sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very well then.. got the whole story.. till next time.. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-1603991267400370698?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1603991267400370698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-long-pause-on-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/1603991267400370698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/1603991267400370698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-long-pause-on-my-blog.html' title='sort of my story'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-118797933177065657</id><published>2009-07-29T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:06:07.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>radio..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i went to a radio station today.. i had fun together with my friend who's a dj.. she invited me before.. i think it was twice or so.. but have no time to come with her for some reasons.. still i'm so glad that i made it today.. i hope this was not the last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;on our way.. i never imagined that it was not where i thought it was.. lol.. we've taken a ride.. then finally.. radio.. here i am.. during the time i was there.. i had to join her do the talking.. haha.. i really enjoyed it.. but still a bit nervous.. she let me read some text messages and whoa.. i had a lot of mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;after that.. i went home while she attend some sort of meeting.. got home about 8pm already.. good thing my parents didn't nag at me.. haha.. hope good things happen tomorrow.. nyt for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-118797933177065657?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/118797933177065657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-went-to-radio-station-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/118797933177065657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/118797933177065657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-went-to-radio-station-today.html' title='radio..'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-6941325137769349558</id><published>2009-07-28T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:55:50.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;made up my mind.. never wanna expect things from that person.. never again..&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/7452624384596754915-6941325137769349558?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6941325137769349558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/6941325137769349558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/6941325137769349558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-hurt.html' title='so hurt'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-8539393779413766578</id><published>2009-07-22T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T06:55:31.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's already late.. still browsing things on the internet.. that leads me through a video clip.. it is said that it was taken from a movie entitled.. "Most".. tried to watch the full of it but can't find it.. anyway the story was about a man who is a father.. who has a son he loved very much.. the man was a bridge master on a railroad.. on the summary.. there came a situation when the man had to choose whether to pull down the lever for the safety of the people who were on the train.. or to let those people die and save his son.. well.. the man chose to pull the lever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what!! some of you might react like that.. my sister have the same reaction.. why save those people who are not dear to you?? why let someone die.. especially your son.. just to spare the life of others?? now readers.. stop questioning and begin to think and realize.. you are somewhat like those people on the train.. see the big picture.. GOD.. HIS SON..  and you.. including me.. God.. the Father.. gave His son.. His dearest son.. beloved.. to die on the cross.. for you and me.. are you  not amazed?? well.. now as i began to think.. i ended up having on my mind the word.. "thank"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God bless everyone..!!&lt;br /&gt;-smile-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-8539393779413766578?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8539393779413766578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-already-late.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/8539393779413766578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/8539393779413766578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-already-late.html' title='amazed'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-3801915396869229495</id><published>2009-07-21T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:43:02.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got the results of my exam on probability and statistics, and communication arts (speech).. haha.. so far it's quite acceptable.. just having the fact of crossing my fingers the moment i'm waiting for it.. well i thank God.. whew.. as in whew.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during class i have a headache.. can't focus on the preceding subjects.. the blame is pointed at sir Aaron.. grrr.. he gave us difficult exercises.. i almost have my mind drained.. (grabe!!) anyway i could say i really enjoy the subject (programming) though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-3801915396869229495?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3801915396869229495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/3801915396869229495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/3801915396869229495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/school.html' title='school..'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-3676671569420546943</id><published>2009-07-19T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:29:48.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the night was over.. oh come on.. still sleepy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i was having some sort of dreaming when i heard my mom telling me that it's too late.. whoa.. i did check the clock and OMG!! only 45 minutes before my class.. haha.. still i've gone to school and here at home again.. writing things on my blog.. (12:30 was my next class..) was about to sleep but i decided not to.. i might not wake up again until i have enough sleep.. whoooshh.. really wanna sleep but i can't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;sleepy me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-3676671569420546943?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3676671569420546943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/3676671569420546943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/3676671569420546943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleepy.html' title='sleepy..'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-2344735079983446477</id><published>2009-07-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:42:38.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here again.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;whew.. at last!!! exam week is over.. yipee!!.. still can't have my peace of mind.. lol.. well i could say that some subjects are easy.. but there are those that really out of what we've discussed.. or maybe.. my mind is hovering around that i've missed the topic.. hmm.. anyway time to forget what have passed and focused on what's ahead.. haha.. this time.. God willing.. i'll do better.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;spoiler&gt;&lt;/spoiler&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;about the aquaintance party.. it's moved due to sudden change of weather.. haha.. (raining then you'll just notice.. it's so kinda summer.. lol..) moreover, it's scheduled this coming saturday.. i don't know what to wear yet but having some ideas.. maybe readers may suggest.. get some pic of your preferred anime inform me.. haha.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;well for now.. gonna stop typing.. got some few things to do.. and.. .. .. oh.. i remember.. my mishu is sick.. i was so worried that i started thinking and planning to buy some fruits and visit him.. but i'm not able to do so because of some sort of situations.. i just pray that God would heal him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;..he is so loved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;..smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-2344735079983446477?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2344735079983446477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/whew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/2344735079983446477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/2344735079983446477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/whew.html' title='here again.. :)'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-7385074254903892493</id><published>2009-07-15T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:09:52.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FyaGVy5V2uY/Sl3ujCU01QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ATVAzLXVud8/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FyaGVy5V2uY/Sl3ujCU01QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ATVAzLXVud8/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358701417327809794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's our acquaintance party this Saturday.. and as i was browsing the internet for an idea of what i'm gonna wear.. i saw this image..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oh i wish i could have her.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i remember a story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;a girl longs for his father.. the father was so loving.. he would always welcome his daughter in his arm.. especially when the girl was crying for some reason.. and she's got nothing to do but cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that girl then, as she grows.. find enough strength as her father always reminds her that no matter what happen.. he will always be there for her.. unending and unmeasurable love, a father and arms that would always welcome her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SMILE :)&lt;/span&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/7452624384596754915-7385074254903892493?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7385074254903892493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-our-acquaintance-party-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/7385074254903892493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/7385074254903892493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-our-acquaintance-party-this.html' title='Loving..'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FyaGVy5V2uY/Sl3ujCU01QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ATVAzLXVud8/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-7259042654564843553</id><published>2009-07-14T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:56:48.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not the usual thing!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;well.. lets start at the usual thing.. haha.. late at my first class!! --again.. now begin the unusual, i didn't get the program that was supposed to be done during our lab. (computer science student -- just for the info. ^^ ) not like what i imagine.. so disappointed.. grrr!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;after that class.. rushed to my next one. so brilliant, i was not late.. our org. has a meeting so we are excused.. the topic was electing new officers.. not so focused i was doing something when my friend elected me.. in the end i won as a vice president.. whew!! i just pray i could help them and do my part.. as i could see through scanning my lines.. i can't picture myself being a good one but then.. God says.. all things work together for good.. so i hope i could help, and some how things could help me..(building my character..^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-7259042654564843553?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7259042654564843553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-usual-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/7259042654564843553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/7259042654564843553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-usual-thing.html' title='not the usual thing!!'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-2293733844509627280</id><published>2009-07-14T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:55:38.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morning!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;today i woke up early.. had my quiet time.. then read something that goes like this.. "everything is permissible.. but not everything is beneficial". it is right.. basically we have the freedom to do anything we want.. but we always have to think.. is what we are doing beneficial?? then at the end.. it leads us to something like.. "in everything we do.. do it for the glory of the Lord".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-2293733844509627280?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2293733844509627280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-woke-up-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/2293733844509627280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/2293733844509627280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-woke-up-early.html' title='morning!!'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7452624384596754915.post-8197380368431425770</id><published>2009-07-12T09:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:34:34.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog *finally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;whew.. at last!! i had my first blog.. yipeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well, it took me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;several hours.. omg!! i'm so sleepy right now.. still have class for tomorrow.. whoa!! my parents and my sister was so into dreaming at this very moment, so gonna go to bed readers.. write again later.. morning everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;whew.. (ren, tomorrow na comment mo.. ha..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7452624384596754915-8197380368431425770?l=mishusmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8197380368431425770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-blog-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/8197380368431425770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7452624384596754915/posts/default/8197380368431425770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishusmile.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-blog-finally.html' title='My blog *finally..'/><author><name>smile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18172369702673964020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
