<?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-10894978</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:05:46.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cUtE mEg'z</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome! This is my very own personal diary! :p Feel free to peek into my life..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10894978.post-114976649543247424</id><published>2006-06-08T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:34:55.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news and bad news</title><content type='html'>I got a couple of good news and a bad news.Which do you prefer to come first? Good or bad? Hmm.. Let's start with the bad news. The bad news is about Ray-An exchanging seats with Victor. Ray-An now seats upfront. Darn it! I have no one to talk to anymore. T_T

Now for the good news. *drum roll* Good news #1, I got a new host! Yehey!!! Thanks so much to &lt;a href="http://www.muzikistah.com" target="_blank"&gt;Ate Nix&lt;/a&gt; for accepting me as her hostee!! She was my very first host! Now that I have a host, I have to make my work twice as good. That way, i would be able to make my host proud! ^_^

By the way, I added comment and trackback link now from &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com" target="_blank"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt;. You can now comment my post anytime you want! Nice huh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114976649543247424?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114976649543247424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114976649543247424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114976649543247424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114976649543247424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good news and bad news'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114967941365217910</id><published>2006-06-07T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:35:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fisrt day funk..</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of school and our class is on Room 204. When I first entered our classroom, all seats were taken. No seats left for me! Thankfully, Bhebang stood up and offered his seat for me. The teacher haven't arranged our seat plan yet; thus, I am seating in the second to the last seat near the window and the aircondition. Ray-An seats behind me, Chago in front of me, Jemay is in my right, 2 o'clock is Kimmie and 5 o'clock is Alam. Jemay is our new student this year. She was a former Petrine, but transferred to New Zealand. And now she is back! Btw, our class adviser is Ma'am Canonizado (Canonisado?)...

Half of my barkada friends knows already of the new tsismis in class. That I have a boyfriend. Everytime I pass through the hallway, my guy classmates would say something like, "Uy! Mall of Asia!" You see, I met them at Mall of asia when I was alone with Frutee. They asked me if he was my boyfriend and I proudly said, "yes." I wouldn't like to deny it. "Coz denying it is like being embarrassed to be seen with him. ^_^

A new reply slip was given out today. It was about the school's new traffic scheme. Written in the letter were some traffic guidelines implemented by the Directress to improve traffic situations within our school vicinity during morning and afternoon peak classes.

Then, during IT class, our teacher was absent. We (chago, Alam, ray-An and me vs. Jemay, sarah, Pj, Roanne and Cielo) played the game Charades. our topic was movie and so far we won by 1-0. I believe it would be continued tomorrow. Hehe! It was so much fun! I was energized! I liked my seat so much that I wouldn't like to transfer seat anymore!! ^_^

I haven't had much talk with Tuty today. I decided to call him after I ate lunch but he was low-bat. And while I was waiting for him to reply to my messages, the bell has already rang. Lunch time was over. I decided to text Kerby instead. Kerby is Reneeby's boyfriend We haven't texted each other since last year. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114967941365217910?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114967941365217910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114967941365217910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114967941365217910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114967941365217910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/fisrt-day-funk.html' title='fisrt day funk..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114959582076396095</id><published>2006-06-06T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:10:20.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts tomorow!</title><content type='html'>School starts tomorrow! Guess what I did today? I went to drop my &lt;i&gt;pasalubongs&lt;/i&gt; to Catzie. Then, I went to Merriam webster to buy school supplies such as ballpens, notebooks, plastic envelopes and the like. I met Nina there, she was also busy buying school supplies.^_^ hayy.. I had just finished labeling and wrapping my book and notebooks. I don't know how to wrap!! hehe! I asked my yaya to help me. We had a shared-labor. ^_^ Including my lil bro, jan Mi8khail, that make three of us. hayy.. I am still NOT ready for school.. -_-

I went to Shoppers Mart with my lil bro awhileago to buy some foods. It was so EMBARRASSING! It was my first time to go to a supermarket with him; and believe me, there wouldn't be any second time. I was browsing through the chips displayed in the rack and he kept on shouting, "Buy this! Buy this! This is so delicious. i bought this before.. Blah Blah Blah.. " Hayy!! And then when we were in the counter, he started shouting out loud, "&lt;i&gt;Mas mahal pa pala binili ko sa iyo eh! Tingin mo P145.00 yung sa iyo! P150.00 yung akin eh!&lt;/i&gt;" Translated as: "Yours is much more expensive than what I have bought! Yours is only P145.00 while mine is P150.00!" Everyone there was staring at us. The counter was laughing. I wanted to hide my face so much. It's alright to say those things; but, for Pete's Sake, why does he have to shout and let all the people in the world know about it? 

Tuty told his parents about our relationship. I did too with my Dad.  I wouldn't want my dad to find out from Tuty's dad. It's a possibility afterall. My dad and his dad knew each other, and I think they were kinda close. Hayy.. I wonder if his dad told him something about me and us. I am super curious. That is how all parents are when it comes to things like this. It's pretty obvious that my dad wouldn't like me to have a boyfriend yet. He just couldn't accept that I am already 17 years old and is gonna be a woman sooner or later. 

I have a new Smart number now for those Non-Sun Cellular users. My Sun line has been post-paid because I exceeded the credit limit due to my outgoing calls and texts. I decided to use my Sun to text/call Sun cellular users only. To those who wanted to have my new Smart number, just contact me. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114959582076396095?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114959582076396095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114959582076396095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114959582076396095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114959582076396095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-starts-tomorow.html' title='School starts tomorow!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114950458280242346</id><published>2006-06-05T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T19:55:45.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life and relationship...</title><content type='html'>Hayy.. I am feeling so down today. My life just doesn't seem to get any interesting. Tuty is so far away from me.. He didn't even bother to text me good morning when I woke up. I've been checking my cellphone everytime I woke up. It doesn't matter if it's late at night or if it's 3 in the morning. I always check to see if Tuty has texted me.. And earlier this morning, when I woke up, I checked my cellphone and there was no new message. Not one. It was until 11-12 o'clock in the afternoon that he called me. I was so happy. ^_^ Now that made me smile a little.

My lil sister, Michelle, came home earlier this morning after being gone for 3 days. She got the chance to overnight at our cousins' house and was even able to go to Fontana resort with them. I was invited too. But I didn't know they would go swimming. If only they told me, I probably would have had fun with them. It's alright though. If I went with them, I wouldn't be able to meet Tuty's friends. I wouldn't be able to spend my time with him. Anyway, that's how I woke up. My lil sis barged into the room and shouted, "Atchi! I have borrowed His and Her Circumstances from Gretel." *Gretel is my cousin. She was my closest cousin since I was little girl. I hurriedly took a bath and did all my morning routines as fast as I could. We decided to watch it together. The episodes were nice and funny too. The girl was just like me, a weirdo. I used to act as a different person too at school.. Those episodes remind me of us before, back in Beijing.. ^_^

Classes will start on Wednesday, June 7. I don't like to go to school yet. I'm not yet ready. I haven't pack or label my books and notebooks. I haven't bought any school supplies needed. I haven't found a suitable bag where I can put my books in. Hayy.. I miss my classmates, but I don't miss school at all. :c By the time school starts, I believe Tuty and I won't be able to chat on the phone that long anymore. Texting will surely continue, but I don't want our relationship to be "just texting"..

Then, my site.. I'm feeling happy 'coz somehow, my site is improving little by little. It takes time though. This computer of mine is so slow. I need to buy a new one! Argh!! My dad won't let me.. :c Anyway, I'm planning to put up SOTM (Site of The Month) next month. Do you think it's appropriate? Especially when my blog don't get that much hit yet.. And I'm finding affiliatees too. ^_^ But what I needed the most is a HOST. I just can't seem to find one. Ate Nix haven't contact me yet. I wonder if she's already back.. or maybe she doesn't want me to be her hostee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114950458280242346?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114950458280242346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114950458280242346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114950458280242346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114950458280242346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-and-relationship.html' title='life and relationship...'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114941971422007482</id><published>2006-06-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:15:14.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stomach ache.</title><content type='html'>My stomach hurt.. Huhuhu.. ^_^ Anyway, that was a while ago. I'm feeling so much better now! ^_^ I'm fixing this site and it is currently alive again! I was able to take off the ads of geocities. This is not hacking or anything. I got the code from a very good resource. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114941971422007482?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114941971422007482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114941971422007482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114941971422007482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114941971422007482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/stomach-ache.html' title='stomach ache.'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114941948021087153</id><published>2006-06-03T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:11:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debut</title><content type='html'>I went to SM Mall of Asia again today with Ahya A-sun, Raphael, Cindy, Awi and Tuty. We weren't able to go skating though. We just went to watch IMax. Uhm, all I can say that I was bored with the Nascar IMax because it's a documentary film. lolz. XD. 

After watching IMax, I was invited by one of Tuty's friend to go to Bianca's debut. I don't even know who Bianca is. Haha.. ^_^ I went home to get dressed and have Tuty waited for me in our living room. Then, my dad came home and I aske dhi to drive us to Annabelle's Restaurant. It was really raining hard and on our way there, Dad started asking questions about where Tuty live and such. Coincidentally, My dad and his dad are friends. Both of them are member of Filipino-Chinese Footwear Association. I was shocked! hehe.. Exaggeration.. ^_^

During the debut, I met a lot of new friends. They were all nice. I was practically introduced to every table as Tuty's girlfriend. Too bad I can't remember all of their names. Haha..^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114941948021087153?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114941948021087153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114941948021087153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114941948021087153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114941948021087153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/debut.html' title='debut'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114924791892126271</id><published>2006-06-02T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:31:58.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posts yesterday and today</title><content type='html'>This is my post yesterday:
It's a little bit hard for me to express my feelingsin this blog but I don't think I can last it any longer. This is my blog and I will write whatever I want in this blog. If you got problems with it, then scram. I'm not the good-y girl anymore. If someone tries to threat me or anger me, I'm telling you now, be prepared. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another entry full of truths. Here goes.. Let me start off with *TOOOOT*.. [SOME MISSING TEXT=EDITED/DELETED DUE TO MAJOR PROBLEMS.]&lt;p&gt;Next topic, around 2 o'clock this afternoon, Tuty went to my house (not literally, but close). I met with him and was supposed to go food-tripping at Binondo. Guess what? We went to Sm Manila and watched Poseidon. Want a review? All I can say is that the movie is like Titanic and it is sOo boring, as in B-O-R-I-N-G. It's not worth watching, really.. Then, we went to eat at Pizzahut. It was really yummy. He told me he expect to use only 200 php and it became 800-900 php instead. (I only brought 220 php!) ^_^ I really miss him and even though we've been together for only a couple of minutes, I felt really happy! ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now about tomorrow, Catzie, Jenny, Lua, Des, Harvz and I will go to Mall of Asia tomorrow.  I am so happy! it's been a while since I last went out with them and it would surely be fun. I may be a little out of place tomorrow, but I can ask them to fill me in anyway.^_^ I wonder what will we do tomorrow. I wanted to invite Tuty to come with us but I don't think he can. I'll ask later on.. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, i'm working on Neopets guild layouts and I'm trying to make my site compatible with Firefox and IE at the same time. Can you help me? Please give me some tips on how to do so. I'll gladly appreciate it. I am still in need of a HOST..

POst TODAY:
Hallow everyone! Trouble's brewing up! I know. but I'm not gonna talk about all of it here.. ^_^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I went to Mall of Asia with &lt;a href="http://www.catzie.pink-misfit.net" target="_blank"&gt;Catzie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.harvz.blogspot.com"&gt;Harvz&lt;/a&gt;, Lua, Jenny, Desiree and my bf, Tuty. ^_^ We commuted to Edsa and then to SM Mall of Asia. All of them stayed only for a while. I think they just wanted to see SM Mall of Asia. And as for me and Tuty, we went to Power Station before leaving. Guess what happened next? We rode a taxi and when the taxi wanted to fill up his fuel. Tuty asked him to please stop the meter. The driver then told us to get off his car! And so we did! What an arrogant driver. Those taxi drivers should be fired, better yet, sued! Hayy.. Then we walked back to SM. The distance was a not that far but the heat of the sun made it hard for us. We managed to find a taxi as soon as we reached the terminal. Whew! ^_^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Plugged on &lt;a href="http://www.catzie.pink-misfit.net" target="_blank"&gt;Catzie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.harvz.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Harvz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114924791892126271?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114924791892126271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114924791892126271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114924791892126271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114924791892126271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/posts-yesterday-and-today.html' title='posts yesterday and today'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114924782111360909</id><published>2006-06-02T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T20:14:15.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogger!</title><content type='html'>Hi and hellow again to everyone! My blog is back to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com" target="_blank"&gt;Blogspot&lt;/a&gt;! Let me fill you in with my past posts with &lt;a href="http://www.diaryland.com" target="_blank"&gt;Diaryland&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not gonna write all posts. I'll just take the important ones, or atleast with sense. ^_^ Here goes..

05-08-06
I am so tired! Hay.. ^_^ I'm not really good at HTML stuffs. And it tires me just changing blogs.^_^ This internet connection adds up to my current problems. It is so slow-as in REALLY SLOW! Hayy.. ^_^ I hope my dad would someday realize that I need a DSL connection. Hehe! ^_^ Anyway, I desperately needed a Host! I hope someone would be nice anough to let my site be hosted.^_^ Oh! And another thing, I miss Jellybean so much. We had texted a little more than yesterday, but I just can't seem to be satisfied with it. Hayy.. ^_^ Life is tough, especially when you are away from the one you love so much.. Good thing we'll be seeing each other tomorrow! Gosh! I'm so excited!! ^_^ Meow!

05-09-06
Here I go again.. After eating a Double Mushroom and Cheese Burger (with up-sized fries and drinks) and a one-pice Burger Steak, delivered to our doorstep by Jollibee, I decided to hit the net and surf for a application, wherein I can use yahoo messenger, Msn Messenger and other chat messengers, to download.&lt;br&gt;I can't download Yahoo Messenger at my computer and that sucks. hayy.. This darn old computer should be replaced as soon as possible. It's nearly ancient! It's so slow, like an old man, and it keeps on complaining. Hayy.. And one more thing, I still underconstruction, it just read as, "Please 'go back' and return after 15-20 minutes." Darn it! I have already gone back thrice already, for Pete' sake! Hay.. The only great thing that has happened today is that me and Jellybean had a talk today and that my siblings and I got a little bonding which rarely happens nowadays. ;p hehe!

05-13-06
Hi there,, Whew.. I'm currently fixing the errors in my blog and, believe it or not, I found a lot of it.. It's all fine now though. I'm going to fix everything up tonight. I won't sleep 'til I'm done. I'm still searching for a host for my blog. damn.. It's so hard to find one.. ^_^ About my lovelife, everything is fine. Even though we don't see each other daily, we get to talk/chat everyday. It's not the evry minute thing that I nused to have with my friends, but atleast we still update one another about our lives. Hmm.. I think I'm a little over-exaggerating.. Hehe! We just went out the other day. ^_^ We went to Robinsons Place to watch Over The Hedge and X-Men 3. Ahya Bibs and Cher were with us when we watched X-Men 3. A little review about the movies I watched: &lt;br&gt;Sorry peeps but I'm don't wanna be a spoiler. Hehe! ^_^ Anyway, the Over The Hedge movie is definitely for kids. It was so corny but funny. At first, the story seem to be boring. Some of the jokes aren't funny and are too corny. "The story is quite predictable," one of my friend said. The characters are really cute. The skunk is the one I like the most. ^_^ The animation is pretty great. The exaggeration seems to be real cool too. I believe it's the only thing that made the audience laughed. &lt;br&gt;And for the X-Men 3, X-Men 2 is definitely better! The story was great at first, but it gotten worse. Cyclops death didn't seem realistic. It was so fast that I didn't even notice he was already death until Wolvorine said, "She killed Scott." Also, they should have used the kid to stop Phoenix (Jean). [Close to Ending] But instead, they used Wolvorine. Wolvorine killed Phoenix using his (claws?). He was able to survive because of his regenerating skin. oh, god. Wouldn't it be better for the kid to do the ending? And from what I have notice, in all the X-Men Movie, Wolvorine was the lead character. It's getting boring. They should use other characters instead. hayy.. ^_^  Clearly, I was disappointed at the X-Men 3 movie. I'm not telling all of you not to watch the movie. This is just my opinion. Maybe yours might turn out different. ^_^

05-14-06
Hello. Hmm.. I got a thousand of things to tell you. First of all, I would like to start with my boyfriend, Tuty. Last Saturday, Tuty and I talked on the phone for hours. It was great and almost seemed perfect to me. I had a hunch that something bad might happen that day. 'Coz everytime I feel a perfect environment/time, something bad always happen. Anyway, that night, Tuty was scolded by his parents. He told me he was hurt with what they said. I felt sad for him.  I really can't understand myself if I did understand his situation or not. I am often scolded by my parents and I'm used to it, unlike him.. I wouldn't like to mention any of those things his parents said, but I really don't understand why his parents would said that. Because for me, he is leading a very perfect life and got a bright future ahead. When I first heard he was scolded, I was scared that it might be because of me. Did they find out about us? Is it because I consume too much of his time? And a lot more questions popped into my mind. Gosh.. It's alright now though.. I comforted him yesterday and even gave corny jokes just to cheer him up. I'm glad it did. ^_^ Second, remember when I told you I wanted a debut party for my 18th birthday? Well, guess what? I changed my mind. Our business is going way down and I don't believe having a debut is right at this time. If ever the business goes up again before my birthday, I might plan a little feast for my friends. Hehe.. But I really wanted a debut party, you know.. So much.. Third, I'm not going to take review at MSA anymore. Just like what I said earlier, business is going down.. I'll just borrow my cousin's notes that he got from a review before. I'll probably xerox-copy some of my friends notes and study them by myself. I could ask Tuty for help if ever I need help. ^_^ Fourth and Lastly, Melle texted my telling me that &lt;i&gt;naasar siya sa akin&lt;/i&gt;. From her text, I believe she expected me to write something bad here in blog about her again, like I always do before. Well, not now. I'll just let it all pass.. I wouldn't like to start another war. It won't do me any good anyway. ^_^

05-16-06
Hi there everybody! Have you notice anything new in the right navigation? Yupz! Your right! I have added Layouts page made by me! Whew! It was very tiring to make all those layouts. So far, I got three layouts. ^_^ I am very sorry &lt;a href="http://catzie.pink-misfit.net" target="_blank"&gt;Catzie&lt;/a&gt;!! I forgot that the Boa button is made by you and not me. I have already deleted that button anyway. I decided that I don't want my blog to have any connection with my past network, Cute Meg'z Melody (cmm). I'm starting to make neopets guild layout/ shop layouts / userlookups and blog layouts. I missed playing&lt;a href="http://neopets.com" target="_blank"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt;. I thought of it when I found my sister editing her Neopets guild layout. Nice huh? ^_^ I have to admit. i am improving quite a lot in graphics making. Unlike before where I really have "0" IQ in graphics making. I'm so dumb. ^_^ About my day, I talked to Tuty the whole day. It was fun. There were arguments and we talked about a lot of stuffs. Anyway, for me, this day is great. Uh-oh, I hope nothing bad would happen today.. Like I said, Bad things always happen when everything seems perfect..

05-18-06
Hello. I am currently at EGG, Promenade Greenhills. Hehe.. I'm seating beside my jellybean. Lolz. XD. I'm so happy. We are finally, well, fine. And I get to see him agin too. Haha.. ^_^ He is busy playing DOTA, so I can blog without letting him know. hehe.. Btw, the divs won't work properly. I'm also trying to fix the freewebs, but somehow Freewebs is underconstruction. Darn it! hehe! 

TAKE NOTE: The dates are all wrong. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114924782111360909?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114924782111360909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114924782111360909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114924782111360909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114924782111360909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-to-blogger.html' title='back to blogger!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114778225489856741</id><published>2006-05-16T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:24:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im finally back!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I am finally back! It seems to be like I have been away for a century instead of only a month and a half. Goah! A lot of things have happened while I was away! And I miss my blog so much! I plan to change it to something better. Hmm..  Nevermind those for a while, I wanted to tell you how happy am I in this Beijing Tour; and I want to thank all the people who had made this tour happen. I like to thank my grandfather for paying the bill, my mother for allowing me to go even if she really didn't want me to go, my father for encouraging, the teacher even though I didn't like her; and ofcourse the people, my friends, my ahya/s, my atchi/s, my children, and my jellybean for making this tour the best that I have ever experienced. It was fun and I really won't forget the memories we have spent together. I really hope all of us would be able to meet each other again after the presentation on 18. 

In Beijing, I learned a lot of new Chinese characters. I learned a lot of lessons from my ahya/s and atchi/s. I realized that there are indeed people who can love/like us for who we are. Hayy.. I also learned how to sing a couple more chinese songs. Hehe! ^_^  I was able to visit a lot more places in Beijing that I have never been before. I wish I could turn back time and make time stop. hehe.. ^_^ But ofcourse, I know it's quite impossible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114778225489856741?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114778225489856741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114778225489856741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114778225489856741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114778225489856741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-finally-back.html' title='Im finally back!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114380042283053602</id><published>2006-03-31T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:20:22.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy..</title><content type='html'>I have been busy with everything right now. I haven't started my Chemistry Powerpoint about "Careers involving Chemistry" to be passed on Monday. Why? Because I have been addicetd to graphics making. I have been busy creating layout/avatar/wallpapers. Help! It's addictive. Hayy.. However, I don't think I would be putting up all of them, not yet. I still have things to do before that. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114380042283053602?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114380042283053602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114380042283053602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114380042283053602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114380042283053602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy.html' title='busy..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114371589865030823</id><published>2006-03-30T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T18:51:38.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recognition day</title><content type='html'>Today was Recognition Day and I went upstage with Okasama and Otosama to take my medal. The medal was nice. It was kinda shiny. haha! lolz. XD Anyway, after the Recog, Okasama went to Saint Jude while Otosama went to work. Hay,, I was left alone with Rye, Kungfu and Richmond. Later on, when Rye and I decided to go to Greenbelt with Reggie, Ph and Matthew, Richmond and Kungfu went home. 

At Greenbelt, we went to Redbox and had a total singing party. I wasn't that glad though. It didn't felt nice, the surrounding, I mean.. After that, we ate at KFC and went back to school. At school, we met Daphne and Kungfu; and another special guy. ;p Hihi.. ^_^ I called the driver and asked him to fetch me. I fetch Daphne and Kungfu home, while Rye and Reggie were dropped in the commuting areas. ^_^

My cousin who was missing for, like, 10 days came home again. She told us she went to Baguio alone to visit the tomb of her mother. The people here at home won't believe her. My Mom is shouting at her right now. they were in the other side of the room but I can hera her words very clearly. Hayy.. Poor cousin. I can't blame my mom though. It was partly my cousins fault. She disappeared all of the sudden without calling home or telling anybody where she was going. And now she came back here out of the blue reasoning with obvious lies.. Lesson here is- Never go away without permission and don't ever come back just because you have nowhere else to go. Kinda silly lesson. Pathetic, actually.. But oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114371589865030823?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114371589865030823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114371589865030823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114371589865030823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114371589865030823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/recognition-day.html' title='Recognition day'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114363851092862756</id><published>2006-03-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:21:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things, Good things..</title><content type='html'>I have created a layout of my own! Yes! It was made by me! I am so happy! I got the image at &lt;a href="http://www.aethereality.net" targer="_blank"&gt;Aethereality.net&lt;/a&gt;. I made the background and edited the contents. I aligned the div layers and everything. It was such a great feeling! It took me 3 hours to do that. ^_^ Please forgive me for being so excited. Even though I'm 17, I'm just a beginner at this stuffs. Yehey! ^_^ 

Another good news taht came into my way is that I finally passed Filipino, English and Math. Some told me that I also passed Chemistry, but I wouldn't believe them. So I asked Ma'am Capungcol earlier why she didn't gave me a remedial test and if I'll pass her subject. She didn't reply any of my questions and told me to make a Powerpoint presentation about "Careers involving Chemistry" instead. "Stupid of you", Ryan has told me earlier. He said I should have passed without doing anything at all if I didn't bother to ask. Hehe! That's really dumb, I know. However, it's really a great feeling to take a remedial. ^_^

I went to Robinsons Place earlier with Ryan ang Kungfu. It was only the three of us but it was fun. We ate lunch at Karate Kid (bottomless ice tea and refillable rice!). Two bowls of rice for me and another two/three glasses of ice tea for me! Haha.. ^_^ My body is getting bigger and bigger. lolz. (",) Then we roamed around the mall. ^_^ We were fetched by my mom afterwards. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114363851092862756?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114363851092862756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114363851092862756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114363851092862756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114363851092862756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-things-good-things.html' title='Good things, Good things..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114354087816671777</id><published>2006-03-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:14:38.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATM</title><content type='html'>We went to Robinsons to eat at lunch time, even though I only had 150 php in my wallet. I paid the 50 php for taxi because nobody got coins. We ate at Pancake House and ordered a special salisbury steak and a bottomless ice tea, forgetting that I don't have enough money. lolz. ;p So, when I finally realized, I asked Chen Chu to go with me have an atm withdrawal. It was my first time so I really had a hard time. I just followed the instructions but the receipt said "Please contact the bank". So I called my dad thorugh my cellphone and he told me to ask help from the teller. So I did. The teller just told me to go the the BPI atm to try if it'll work. I did, and it did. I only took 500 php, Kungfu borrowed a 100 and I paid another 50 php for the taxi on our ride back to school. ^_^ I have cost a lot of money today. Darn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114354087816671777?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114354087816671777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114354087816671777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114354087816671777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114354087816671777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/atm.html' title='ATM'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114345262992978036</id><published>2006-03-27T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:43:49.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He finally realized me..</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad today. He finally realized and saw me. He finally spoke to me gain like he used to do. He smiled at me the way he always do when were still close. It's such a great feeling to know that he doesn't hate me at all. This is just a day and that I shouldn't be too glad or I'll get very disappointed soon. But still, I can't help it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114345262992978036?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114345262992978036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114345262992978036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114345262992978036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114345262992978036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/he-finally-realized-me.html' title='He finally realized me..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114328702552300626</id><published>2006-03-25T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:43:45.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipino project- COMPLETE!</title><content type='html'>We did our Filipino Film-making project today. My groupmates was composed of Franz, Chester (Juding), Ian, Ralph, Larson, Kimmie, Amber, Regine, Dianne, Jewelyn, Jim (lamog, lolz) and your one and only. ^_^ We were suppose to start doing our project by 9:30 am. However, a lot of us came late; and I was one of them. Hehe! I took the role of Maria Clara, which I never really expected. I thought Dianne would be the most fitting for the role. Anyways, we had our first scene at the new lot of our school. It was noontime and we were acting under the heat! I think my skin has turned black! lolz. XD After the first scene, we went to Amber's house and did the second and last scene. ^_^ It was really great, the group, I mean. It may sound weird but I'm happy with my groupmates and how it turned out. The video was fine and the members were really cooperative. ^_^ What's more is it kinda made my day. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114328702552300626?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114328702552300626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114328702552300626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114328702552300626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114328702552300626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/filipino-project-complete.html' title='Filipino project- COMPLETE!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114321564470670474</id><published>2006-03-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:54:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimmie's blowout!!</title><content type='html'>Ahh! I am so tired. My throat is so dry. And under this condition of mine, I am so happy. I just arrived home from Redbox, Greenbelt where Kimmie celebrated her birthday blowout. Haha.. ^_^ There were 9 of us all in all; namely, Kimmie (ofcourse!), Regine, Amber, Kungfu, Dors, Rose, Joanne, Rye and me. ;p It was so cool. Every one of us were singing. Nobody was left behind, or so I think so.. Anyway, the food was great too. It was kinda expensive and we didn't eat much. What we mostly did was sing and shout. Joanne even went grooving infront of us. Haha..! I felt happy surrounded with my friends. Despite the fact that I thought before that I have no real friends at all. Silly me to think of that, really..^_^ 
Kungfu and I also had a talk with Ma'am Mara today. We told her everything about the tour we will be attending this summer; and she told us she would talk to our subject teachers we have bad grades on. In an instant, Kungfu and I felt a spark of hope. ^_^
About our Chemistry project, our experiment deliberately failed. It won't work at first but then my groupmates made it worked while I was away. I was the one to make the report and I wasn't able to witnessed what had happen. Yupz! Big problem for me. However, I was still glad our experiment has finally succeeded! ^_^
Gosh! It's already late. I gotta hit the sheets. This eyebugs of mine are gargantuan, and still growing!! Darn it. lolz.. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114321564470670474?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114321564470670474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114321564470670474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114321564470670474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114321564470670474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/kimmies-blowout.html' title='Kimmie&apos;s blowout!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114311429602398347</id><published>2006-03-23T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:44:56.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Amber's House..</title><content type='html'>I am currently doing Chemistry project here at Amber's room. Hehe.. I can't get my hands off the computer. I addicted to DSL! Haha.. I'm only using dial-up which is why my internet connection is so darn slow. ;p Hehe.. I here with my group mates, KImmie, Regine, Kungfu, Me and ofcourse Amber; with some of our non-groupmates, namely, Jubille, Rye and Daphne. Hehe! 
Btw, I got a good news for both you (if it ever concerns you) and me. I passed the Math periodical test! Yesh! But its not yet over.. My scores aren't enough.. Need to takemore remedials... Gotta work!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114311429602398347?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114311429602398347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114311429602398347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114311429602398347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114311429602398347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/at-ambers-house.html' title='At Amber&apos;s House..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114286036567494740</id><published>2006-03-20T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:12:45.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!!</title><content type='html'>Busy Busy Busy!! I am so busy studying for the exams!! I am so crashed with the Projects left undone. What's more is- the due date is near! Oh my God! This sucks! I have so many things to do during exams. Why didn't they let us know what our project will be earlier.. we are still at English Magazine making project. Haven't finish even a page! Then there's Chemistry project about building your own technological robot. Darn! Where the hell can I find a heat-proof bottle?? Ah! Filipino project. We are suppose to make a film composing of any three chapters of Noli Me Tangere. That's due on Monday and we haven't even started a thing!! Arggh!! Too many exams, Too many projects, Too many works to do!!! Its cramming time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114286036567494740?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114286036567494740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114286036567494740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114286036567494740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114286036567494740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/exams.html' title='Exams!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114249362844929687</id><published>2006-03-16T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:20:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Finals</title><content type='html'>We had our Chinese Final exams today. It was, uh, pathetic. The test was actually a practical test. While I was in my bus, I just browse through the reviewer and stared at it for a second or two; then I started studying for Math. The test turned out just what I have expected. Ralph and I were a great cheating partners. He copied my answer as I wrote them in my paper and he told me the things that I have forgotten or which I have misunderstood. Hehe.. ^_^ I'm studying for Math now.. As of now, I have memorized the theorems and postulates before the "Converse perpendicular Bisector Theorem". Hihi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114249362844929687?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114249362844929687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114249362844929687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114249362844929687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114249362844929687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/chinese-finals.html' title='Chinese Finals'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114240910318074058</id><published>2006-03-15T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:20:40.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im at panda's house</title><content type='html'>Hey there,, I'm at &lt;strong&gt;Chen Chu's (panda)&lt;/strong&gt; house again. It's been long since I stayed here. I miss the venue, the computer and everything here; especially &lt;strong&gt;Porky&lt;/strong&gt;. 
We went to Robinsons Place to eat lunch as a farewell party for &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/lost_wandere17"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. We ate at a restaurant called Duke of York's Pizarro. It was delicious; that's because I like Italian foods. We ordered a pasta, 2 pizza (it was supposely 1), a mushroom soup, one bottomless ice tea (for me), 2 milkshake (for &lt;strong&gt;Regine&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kimmie&lt;/strong&gt;), plus one bottomless service water for &lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;. Hehe.. It all cost P1069.75 (vat included). It was suppose to be cheaper. The waiter listed down the wrong pizza, and because I pitied the waiter after &lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt; scolded him; we decided to buy the pizza. That's the reason why we had two pizzas. It was ok &lt;em&gt;lang naman&lt;/em&gt;. The food was yummy (for me). That's it for now.. Later..

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I added new listing, affiliates and rotation. Check them out. I also added &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/lost_wanderer17"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in my friends link. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114240910318074058?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114240910318074058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114240910318074058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114240910318074058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114240910318074058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-at-pandas-house.html' title='im at panda&apos;s house'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114207766637951719</id><published>2006-03-11T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:47:46.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting!</title><content type='html'>I was suppose to audition for the Pinoy Big Brother teen. However, I changed my mind when Ian told us yesterday that we will have a meeting today. Studies comes first before fun; and I'm just going to audition for fun. I won't be able to join because I haev already applied Beijing study tour for the summer. Anyway, we had our meeting at Kimmie's house. I was the model for the hair advertisement. Lolz.. I was told to put oil in my hair and pose infront af the electric fan. They told me to laugh and not just smile. So I did. Well, it turned out great for them and NOT for me. It's fine though.. It's not as if I'll die, ayt?
After the meeting. we went to Robinsons and had a window shopping. It was my first time to go to the mall with Ryan, Joanne, Ph and Matthew. Turned out it was great afterall. I also met the "Imago". The singer's skin is so fair, white and soft. The drummer rocks! Actually, it's the drum I like, not the drummer. lolz. ^_^
Melle also called me today. She told me she and Conn had an argument. And that Conn wants to meet her at Shang. I adviced her to go.. Something might turn up.. You know, like a surprise..^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114207766637951719?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114207766637951719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114207766637951719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114207766637951719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114207766637951719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/meeting.html' title='Meeting!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114190349095659046</id><published>2006-03-09T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T19:24:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day..</title><content type='html'>I had a very terrible day today. I felt like today is Friday the 13th. I didn't even want to talk about it. ;p Just kidding.. ^_^ If I didn't want to talk about my day, then why am I even blogging, ayt?

I was suppose to wake up early today, around 5 am, just to be able to take the remedial test for Math. Only the first 40 people who arrives before 6:15 am will be able to take the test. Unfortunately, I woke up quarter to six in the morning thanks to my Dad. The alarm clock didn't even ring to wake me up. Luckily, I manage to leave the house by 6 o'clock. I only used up 15 minutes to prepare! 

I arrived at school at exactly 6:15, but was able to reach the classroom by 6:16 am. I wasn't able to take the test. I was damn late by a minute! I cried.., Yes, I really did...

Wait! Threr's more.. After having my lunch, I went back to our classroom. I opened my bag and was hit by a lightning. Shocked was I. My 12 recopied prom pictures was down to 2. Someone has stolen my picture!! I kinda freaked out at first, but I manage to calm myself down after a little while.

Then, Chemistry time came after. We had a paired-seatwork. My partner eventually was Kungfu, one of my boy buds. As I was answering the seatwork, I get irritated everytime Daphne asked me a question. I was able to answer them all because I have listened to Ma'am Capungcol's lesson earlier. Kungfu passed the paper before I was able to recheck my work.

Thankfully, I had a copy of my own work. I rechecked my answer and found 3/5 mistakes! I was so careless.. I took another paper and copied my work and passed it to Kenston, our class president. Guess what?! I passed 2 seatworks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114190349095659046?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114190349095659046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114190349095659046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114190349095659046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114190349095659046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/bad-day.html' title='bad day..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114182200661579207</id><published>2006-03-08T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:46:46.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaaah!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is a, uh.. great day. lolz. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114182200661579207?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114182200661579207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114182200661579207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114182200661579207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114182200661579207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/waaaah.html' title='waaaah!!!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114173185423508096</id><published>2006-03-07T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T19:44:14.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New name for the our barkada!</title><content type='html'>New name created! We had decided to create a whole new name for our barkada.. "Snoopleson" sucks! Hihi.. ^_^ From now on, we will be called as "D'GrackJJ". Weird isn't it? Yupz, I know! There's a hidden meaning inside it, you see.. Grackle means American Black Bird. We just used the word Grack to subtitute the word Black to make it uncommon. "D'" is the short word for "The". And about the JJ, it's a mystery for you and me. If you really wanna know, then try to ask us personally!

New name means I have to edit (and change the layout) of our Snoopleson website. hayy.. More work to be done! Hmm.. I can't do it this month though., Maybe April. I have to study and catch up for my grades. i got to show our teachers I'm striving hard to pass 3rd year! I cannot fail, or else I'm dead. 97,000 php will be wasted if that happens. My grandfather already decided to let me go to Beijing for the summer. Without my consent, he already paid the US$ 1800. OMG! Hay.. There's no turning back now..




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Article navi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114173185423508096?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114173185423508096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114173185423508096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114173185423508096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114173185423508096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-name-for-our-barkada.html' title='New name for the our barkada!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114155139423261990</id><published>2006-03-05T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:36:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punishment for thyself</title><content type='html'>Because of my cowardness, I decided to punish myself by editing a new layout for you, my readers. Hayy.. My eyes are drowsy. ;p The new layout is named as version "Happy-Go-Lucky" which was called as "Snow" by Lovely Designs. I changed the name 'coz I don't think it fits the picture.. Hope you like it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114155139423261990?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114155139423261990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114155139423261990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114155139423261990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114155139423261990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/punishment-for-thyself.html' title='Punishment for thyself'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114147671950280134</id><published>2006-03-04T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:51:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a disappointment..</title><content type='html'>I am so disappointed at myself. I planned to confess but it wasn't strong enough to do so. I'm such a coward. I'm really disappointed at myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114147671950280134?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114147671950280134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114147671950280134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114147671950280134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114147671950280134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-disappointment.html' title='im a disappointment..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114145704845191463</id><published>2006-03-04T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T15:24:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im doing it now or never..</title><content type='html'>I have decided to do something very important today. I'm going to tell someone about something. I like to tell him personally but I didn't have a chance to do so. I'm logging on to my yahoo messenger later on and could only wish he'll also be online at the same time. If I managed to do this, then I have moved a stepped a move towards my goal.. I really hope it succeeds. Wish me luck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114145704845191463?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114145704845191463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114145704845191463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114145704845191463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114145704845191463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-doing-it-now-or-never.html' title='im doing it now or never..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114102886090534876</id><published>2006-02-27T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:01:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything.. that has happened</title><content type='html'>WE had a concert last Thursday. I was suppose to blog in but I ran out of netcard. Now that I'm back, I wanted to tell you everything that has happened to me, to you and to our country as well. 

First, let me tell you all about the concert. Our school SPAS 30th Founding Anniversary presented a so-called "JAM @ 30" featuring Cueshe, Orange and Lemons, Kjwan, Join the Club, Cherry Cornflakes and Wickermoss with special performance by the SPAS band and the bands of other schools such as Reedley's International School and Xavier School. The concert was sponsored by 99.5rt. Each ticket costs 150 php. At first, I never knew who thos bands were except for Cueshe and Orange and Lemons. But after the concert I was so inspired by their songs. There were some Rock and Roll songs that might hurt your ears but the music was kinda good. My fave was that of the Join the Club. I really liked their music, especially Nobela. I even got the chance to talk to them personally after the performance. They were nice and the guy named Congie doesn't look bad.;p 

Now, let me tell you all about the SPAS band. The SPAS band is composed of two bands both from SPAS. ;p Lolz. The first to perform was the band of Matthew (lead singer), Achu (guitarist and second voice), PH (guitarist), Kepot (Guitarist) and Jake (Drummer). The band was kinda cool; and even though Matthew told me that their performance was a disaster, I told him it really sounded great. The Second band was called "FRee Cd Cuz'" by the 99.5rt's emcee. It was composed of Xeric (singer and guitarist) and his cousins. Hehe.. ^_^

Secondly, I went to have my hair cut short last Saturday. Guess what? My hair has turned from real long to shoulder-length hair. Bloody hell, oh yes. Hehe.. Then, next week, I plan to have  my hair relax and cellophane. I hope my hair would be pretty after all those treatment. 

Lastly, our classes for today was susupended because of the fight that broke out between the Mariner's last night at Fort Santiago. Our country is getting out of hand. Some people think that we might even have a Martial Law coming our way..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114102886090534876?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114102886090534876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114102886090534876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114102886090534876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114102886090534876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/everything-that-has-happened.html' title='everything.. that has happened'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114043243140283039</id><published>2006-02-20T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:47:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheering Competition!</title><content type='html'>Today is the Cheering Competition Day! We will have no classes for a week! Although attendance is a must! We will just play the whole day. Haha.. It's kinda boring though, knowing that the rides aren't that exciting and there wasn't much booth available for us to be entertained. But atleast we have no classes for the week, ayt? 

I woke up 4 am this morning just to have my hair up in a ponytail and to have it's tail to be "terentas" in a few strands of hair. Ayen and Janet were the ones who helped me fix my hair. Together with my father and sister, I went to school. My father drove my sister to Saint Jude afterwards. 

As I arrived, I saw a lot of my batchmates in the "cage". aka Waiting Area, fixing their hair and putting makeups on their faces. I helped them prepare. It's the least I can do. 

By 7 o'clock, we were asked to went up to our classroom. There, we practiced our steps with pom-poms. Everything went fine. Then, later on, we were asked to go down for the parade before the Cheering Competition. All of us obediently went down and fall in line. The parade was short and dull. B-O-R-I-N-G! 

Soon, the cheering competition began. We were the second to perform. Unfortunately, the second year, who were suppose to perform first, can't find their cd; and we were asked to perform instead. Ryan, our leader, didn't agree and told them that it was not our fault that the cd was missing, we were the second perform and it shall remain as it is. "Sorry na lang kung wala kayong cd," Ryan even told them. Gabo, a Student Council (SC) officer, got mad and tried to punch Ryan as Ryan turned around. The sophies tried to stop him. At that time, Daphne saw what Gabo was about to do and told him, "Ang bastos mo!" Gabo stared at her and told her, "P******** mo!" Daphne was furious and answered him back saying, "Ang bastos mo talaga, SC officer ka pa naman."  Gabo got as furious as Daphne (or even worst) and said, "Sasampalin kita dyan eh!" Daphne was about to slap him, unfortunately, she was called to come down because our performance would be starting soon. 

At around that time, Sir Dominic went up and told us about the change of plans. When Ryan told him the same thing he told Gabo, Sir Dominic shouted,"P******** niyo mga juniors, bumaba kayo!" Out of anger, we all went down with frown in our faces. That was the first reason why we lost. All of us were not in the mood. 

However, while performing, I kept on smiling and did my best even though anger was surrounded inside me. I didn't have regret. I felt energized and I didn't make even a single bit mistake. I wasn't able to receive a pom-pom  but I still kept on shouting, cheering, dancing and smiling with everything I got. I was even complimented by some people loitering around. Haha! 

We all told this to Ma'am Mara after the competition because we all saw Daphne crying. Ma'am Mara said she would do something about it and that we  should remain still, meaning, no one shall "attack" Gabo. HIHI! 

My parents came after we have finish performing. They didn't see a single bit of our performance! Oh well, there's still next year anyway. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114043243140283039?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114043243140283039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114043243140283039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114043243140283039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114043243140283039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/cheering-competition.html' title='Cheering Competition!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114031318236887419</id><published>2006-02-19T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T09:39:42.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahay ni matthew</title><content type='html'>Hey there again.. Last night, Im at Kimmie's housoday, I'm at Matthew's house. We'll be having a practice here.. Hehe.. I gotta edit some things in my blog and my friendster. I also added an avatar for myself thanks to yahoo. Gtg. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114031318236887419?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114031318236887419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114031318236887419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114031318236887419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114031318236887419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/bahay-ni-matthew.html' title='bahay ni matthew'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-114019796759624724</id><published>2006-02-18T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T01:39:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House ni Kimmie!</title><content type='html'>It's an afterprom and I'm sleeping over at Kimmie's house.. The prom was great, kinda. I had fun dancing with different kind of people. But ofcourse, nothing can beat the happiness I had experienceed during my Xavier Junior Prom and Grad Ball with Connel. It's not because I'm with Connel that made me happy but because it was my first time to experience being in a Prom/Ball. Hehe.. I think I gotta go.. Teehee.. 

*HE was so handsome today. HE was also handsome today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-114019796759624724?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/114019796759624724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=114019796759624724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114019796759624724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/114019796759624724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/house-ni-kimmie.html' title='House ni Kimmie!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113983366865656173</id><published>2006-02-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:27:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promenade and cheering prac/rehearsal..</title><content type='html'>We had our prom practice this morning. My partner will be David. It was suppose to be Kung Fu but Cielo asked if we can exchange. It doesn't matter who my partner is so I agreed. I realize that the prom night will be boring. Everything is scripted, except for maybe a little bit of this and that. Hehe.. 

Then after lunch, we had a cheering dress rehearsal. Our batch, the Juniors, doesn't have a costume yet; same goes for the Seniors. And because we were the first one to perform, only a few first year students were able to see our disastrous rehearsal. The Sophies' costume were kinda- pathetic. They looked like Power Rangers/robotic weirdo/aliens. Haha..! Even they're steps can easily be copied. There's no excitement and really felt sleepy watching them perform. The Freshies were great. They wore a blue pleated skirt, a plain top and a black stocking. Their performance was kinda good. The part I hate is their costume. They look like "Bombo" dancers. Even that P****** looked kinda freaky in their weirdo costume. However, I must agree. Their costume is better than that of the Sophies. Eew! The last to perform were the Seniors, and as you all know. They're really good. They can give it all and dance with their grooves on. Haha.. ^_^

We had a practice after that. All of us felt really encouraged after seeing the others perform. We were all great, except for some of the lousy parts we haven't polish. Oh Yeah! I believe we have a chance on winning as the Cheering Champion for two straight years. But ofcourse, we should never keep our hopes high. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113983366865656173?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113983366865656173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113983366865656173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113983366865656173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113983366865656173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/promenade-and-cheering-pracrehearsal.html' title='Promenade and cheering prac/rehearsal..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113966099489434912</id><published>2006-02-11T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:29:54.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed...</title><content type='html'>We had cheering practice today at Jella's company bldg. located at Magallanes,Intramuros. We had no coreographer during the day, we just practiced the steps on our own. While everyone was seating idly, playing the drum, or eating some snacks at the canteen. I was practicing my steps while Jubille was leading/teaching the boys the correct moves. (Most of them got it all wrong. ;p) Anyway, even though I was the only girl dancing behind those boys. I kept dancing. Even though I was tired and thirsty, I kept on dancing. And even though my heart felt really heavy, I still kept on dancing, on and on...&lt;p&gt; I felt really bad since the time Ralph told me HE knows about me liking him. Here's how the conversation goes... &lt;p&gt;Ralph: Alam na ni *HE na may gusto ka sa kanya ah..&lt;br&gt;Grysh: Ows?? Paano niya nalaman? &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Sa tingin lang daw niya.&lt;br&gt; Grysh: Ah.. Ok.. &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Kay **HE ka na lang.. &lt;br&gt;Grysh: Bakit?? &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Basta kung aku sa iyo, kay **HE ka na lang. &lt;br&gt;Grysh: May sinabi ba si *HE tungkol sa akin?&lt;br&gt; -Ralph just smiled.- &lt;br&gt;Grysh: Meron eh.. Anu sinabi niya? &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Wala. &lt;br&gt;Grysh: Anu yun?! &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Ayaw ko sabihin baka umiyak ka eh. &lt;br&gt;Grysh: Hindi yan. Hindi ko naman iniiyakan ang lalake noh.. &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Ows? &lt;br&gt;GRysh: OO nga. Sabihin mo na.. &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Ayaw ko. &lt;br&gt;Grysh: Bakit? &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Bakit? Magugustuhan mo ba kung ipagkalat ko secret m? &lt;br&gt;Grysh: OO.&lt;br&gt; -Grysh laughed.- &lt;br&gt;Ralph: Hindi di ba? Parang ganun lang yun. Ayaw mo ipagkalat yung secret m, ayaw din niya. kaya di na aku magsasalita. Para fair. At tsaka, hindi ko talaga pinagkakalat secret ng iba noh. &lt;br&gt;Grysh: Oh.. Sige na nga.&lt;br&gt; -Grysh just shrugged.- &lt;p&gt;So that's the end of the conversation.. Then last week I told Daphne and Reneeby about my feelings. I told them I have two preoblems. One about a boy and another one about myself. The first one was because of what Ralph told me. I felt really embarrassed even though I didn't really know what *HE told Ralph. I have a feeling it's about me. I wanted to know what *HE said about me, so that I can change it if it's a negative trait. I hate myself. I have changed a lot. And in a way I HATE. I hate my attitude, that is why I hate myself. If only I had a way to change back myself to the GRYSH I knew before. The GRYSH when I was still with Connel and the berks. The GRYSH when we were close.. I have a feeling I changed because I was hurt before. I wanted to be loved so much that I lost my true self. I told Reneeby and Daphne about what Ralph told me. it was Reneeby who gave me an advice. She told me that it's not something about me. It might be because *HE likes another girl. So now I thought, &lt;b&gt;"It doesn't really matter to me if he likes another girl. I like him. I don't expect him to like me back.. I'll just be here in case the girl dumped him.. I shall give him a crying shoulder.." &lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The other problem that I told Reneeby and Daphne is that I'm jealous of Jubille. I can see in her the old me. The way she tickles Regine and pulling her everywhere she goes. I miss those times.. I also told them that Ralph told me that Jubille is a feeler. I tried to be confident and be like Jubille. She had a lot of friends. Everyone likes to joke around with her. She was close to the fourth year. She was close to the friends I wanted to be close with. She doesn't mind what everyone thinks of her. I wanted to be like her before, but when Ralph told me those words about Jubille. My mind changed. I tried to limit myself in being confident. However, no matter what my mind kept telling me to stop envy Jubille. It just won't stop. There are still times when I felt jealous of her. This time, the advice they told me is that I have changed for the better. It is right that I limit myself. They also told me not to be jealous of Jubille because even though she has a lot of friends, they know a lot of people who hate her and her guts. My feeling lightened a little. But just a little... &lt;p&gt;
I kept dancing earlier this morning to cool myself. To make myself better. It doesn't if I can tired or thirsty, I just have to keep dancing just so that I can feel like myself. I have finally found the reason why I liked dancing.. It's because when I'm dancing, I can feel my soul together with me, following my moves. And even though my face showed a tired expression, I was feeling great inside.. I really hope *HE can read this.. But I know that is very impossible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113966099489434912?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113966099489434912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113966099489434912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113966099489434912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113966099489434912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/depressed_113966099489434912.html' title='Depressed...'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113948539941321993</id><published>2006-02-09T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:43:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel bad that we lost.</title><content type='html'>Our practice to was very succcessful. We practiced the hiplifts. So far, Emman and mine are still considered ok. Then we had a game today, AllStar Basketball, Juniors vs. Seniors. We lost by 20 points. However, it doesn't affect the audience at all. We were happy during the game. There was music and drums and everybody had fun cheering for their own batch. ^_^ Nothing special happened today. Nevertheless, I'm still happy about the result of my day.

*HE was able to shoot, and HE was also able to shoot. One for each of them anyway. ^_^ That's 5 points, a 2 points and a 3 point shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113948539941321993?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113948539941321993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113948539941321993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113948539941321993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113948539941321993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-feel-bad-that-we-lost.html' title='I don&apos;t feel bad that we lost.'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113922660329285450</id><published>2006-02-06T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T19:50:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems that we had to face today.</title><content type='html'>We had so much problems today. We, as in the cheering troupe including the class 3-Ren. First of all, we were having a great day. I thought, as always, that nothing bad would happen. Well, the opposite happened. Ma'am Mara got mad at us-AGAIN! Why? It's because Sir Bulalacao got mad at us for not singing during Music class anf for being noisy. It's not actually our fault. There were a few guys who came late for the class because we had a test during English time and were dismissed late. They didn't know the tune and started asking how to sing it. There were a few who couldn't see the lyrics written in the board. I was seating in front and I didn't hear a single noise, so I was shocked when Sir Bulalacao suddenly got mad, threw his papers and even said a bad words while nagging us.. He told us he was mad at the first year, then why did he have to shower us with his hatred. Why didn't he shower it to the freshmen? He is so darn mad! 

After Ma'am Mara told us about it before practice. And as I have said earlier, she got mad about it. She said she was embarrassed and couldn't eat lunch afterwards. Hayy.. She also told us not to leave the classroom when she walked out the classroom. And so we did. We remained inside the classroom and waited for her to come back. We plan to ask forgiveness to all the teachers. However, we agreed that nothing would happen even if we were forgiven. It would just repeat again and again. I really hate the teachers this year (except Sir Sison and Ma'am Mara), why can't they see the positive side of our class? Why do they keep comparing us and 3-Zhi? Grr... What happened? Everythings fine now.. Just had a talk-AGAIN! And cried a little more-AGAIN. Hayy.. I was surprised to see Mek Mek cry. It's my first time to see him cry. you see..

And about the cheering, Ma'am Tayag doesn't agree on the 900 php of our cheering costume. She even told us to just buy one at Divisoria Mall. Yuck! Hell?! What does she think we are? I know our outfit is expensive. However, the Pep squad and Props will also pay and contributed 25% of our expenses for the costume. And besides, we'll be having Accel's, you know. It was suppose to cost 1200 php. We just asked Gianina to lower the price. And 900 php is the lowest they can give. Our level is for UAAP's. That is why it's expensive. The price is fine for me.. ^_^

After a little persuasion and everything. Ma'am Tayag finally agreed. Hayy.. &lt;i&gt;Pakipot pa kasi eh, papayag din pala. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113922660329285450?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113922660329285450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113922660329285450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113922660329285450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113922660329285450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/problems-that-we-had-to-face-today.html' title='Problems that we had to face today.'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113913932140672710</id><published>2006-02-05T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T19:35:21.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the MYMP concert</title><content type='html'>After the cheering practice yesterday that we had in Japy's house, I went to Saint Jude to watch MYMP concert with special guest, Nikki Gil. I wore my fave hotpink skirt and the green tee I bought at Herbench with Regine and Kimmie for the Christmas Party event. We, Paul, Dominic, Dominic's cuz (I don't know his name eh..), Mervyn aand I sat at the 400 php reserved seats (U-17 upto U-21, I think..). Everything worked out fine at first. I was having so much fun and I really enjoyed my friends' company. Nikki Gil was so pretty and she was also tall. Nikki is an ideal model. Hehe.. I wish I was that tall and pretty.. Hayy.. Dream on, girl! Hihi.. ^_^ MYMP was nice. They can really play their instruments to the maximum level. However, they weren't that good-looking.. Hahaha.. ^_^ However, after the concert, we went back to their classroom and found out that someone has raided the room. Dominic's item was on the floor and everything else was not in place. (Not really EVERYTHING..) There were missing items too.. But I won't tell you what went missing. Why? 'Coz I'm not sure if I should.. Sorry..

I really felt sorry for them. &lt;- the people who lost their items. Everything was so great. Whoever the thief was, he is a meany day-wrecker. Darn him! Hayy.. What's been lost is lost. The lesson here is that we must put our things properly kept, especially if it's an important thing. We should also put in mind that thieves aare everywhere. You can't predict when and where they'll steal you. A thief is like Death. They're both unpredictable and a silent-traitor..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113913932140672710?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113913932140672710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113913932140672710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113913932140672710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113913932140672710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/about-mymp-concert.html' title='about the MYMP concert'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113896129965316818</id><published>2006-02-03T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T18:10:10.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very touching story</title><content type='html'>Last two days, Ma'am Mara got mad at us because we came home late after cheering to attend Jella's dinner party without even telling her and because the teachers are complaining that we weren't reciting during class. For two days, we faced the angry side of her..
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This morning, we had a test at Math. Then, at 8 o'clock, we attended a mass. After communion, the guys seating behind us went to kneel behind Ma'am Mara. They said they were talking to Ma'am Mara while praying.^_^ We tried to surround her after the mass, but we inevitably failed to do so. Sarah told us to go to the classroom immediately because Mark and Jerwin went to convince Ma'am Mara to go to the classroom for a little "talk". They came a little later and told us she'll be coming up by Library Hour after English class. 
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After English, meaning Library Hour, Mark and Jerwin went to fetch Ma'am Mara. When Ma'am Mara came, she asked us about the advertising form. Then, after distributing the form, Mark came forward and told Ma'am Mara that he had a letter for her. At first, Ma'am Mara ignored him and told him to (go away?) She was surrounded by all of us. Because she has no way out, she gave us 30 minutes to talk with her. One by one, my classmates (not all was able to do so) read their letter with all of their hearts. Some didn't read their letter and told Ma'am Mara straight from their mouth instead. Peter even kneeled in front of Ma'am Mara just to ask forgiveness. Tears streamed down my face little by little as each of them read their touching letters. 
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When the bell rang, Ma'am Mara went towards the door and said that she still have to attend an emergency meeting at the faculty. All of us surrounded the door and prevented her to leave. I followed her everywhere she went and even told her that we will not eat unless she forgive us, that we also felt hurt when she was mad at us and that each of us will kneel infront of her just to have her accept our apology. In the end, the guys started singing the song Sorry by Cueshe. Then Aldrich started to sing the song Para Sa Iyo by Manny Pacquiao. We all (most of us anyway) cried. Unexpectedly, Ma'am Mara wrote these exact words at the blackboard. &lt;b&gt;"TO &lt;I&gt;*text missing*&lt;/I&gt; REN, I LOVE YOU ALL. MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL."&lt;/b&gt; I started to cry even harder adn then my tears just won't stop. I was so touch, very much so. To tell you the truth, it was my first time that someone has told me the exact "I love You" words.. Even my Mom hasn't told me that (Or maybe I have forgotten).. &lt;b&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH MA'AM MARA!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113896129965316818?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113896129965316818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113896129965316818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113896129965316818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113896129965316818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/very-touching-story.html' title='A very touching story'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113878821637225545</id><published>2006-02-01T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:03:36.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy today despite everything..</title><content type='html'>I'm sure I failed today's Math quiz.. Hay,, I wasn't able to recite that much during Filipino time.. hehe..

We met a new teacher-to-be today. His name is Mr. Flores. He was applying for a job as a Religion teacher and he had a demo in our class. He was so funny, but good. I didn't get sleepy the whole religion period! A miracle, isn't it? Hahaha.. ^_^ We had "Confirmation" as our main topic. At first, he explained to us what the Holy Spirit and the Catholics are, then he explained the whole concept of Baptism and their connection with Confirmation.After explaining to us the whole meaning of Confirmation, we had an activity. He told us to draw a picture that has something connected to the Holy Spirit. Our group draw a wind with leaves and our title was "The Holy Spirit is Like the Wind." weird huh? Hehe.. The explanation for that is- "The wind is the Holy Spirit and we are the leaves. Like the wind blowing the leaves away, the Holy Spirit brings/draws us closer to our destination." In other words. the Holy Spirit guides us to where we should be. ^_^

*I was able to watch HIM. HE is so cute...^_^

After lunch, Ma'am Capungcol was not present. What does that mean? FREE TIME!! Haha.. ^_^ Anyway, while I was playing this corny game with my friends, fireworks started to come out of the plug. Good thing nothing happened.. Whew! Hehe.. ^_^ 

So that's my day today? What? You asked me why I'm happy despite everything? He He He.. Do I really have to answer that? O well, here goes. I found out later today that HE's crush already has a boyfriend. I know I should not be happy about it.. but I just can't help it now, can I??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113878821637225545?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113878821637225545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113878821637225545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113878821637225545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113878821637225545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-happy-today-despite-everything.html' title='I&apos;m happy today despite everything..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113861416036986093</id><published>2006-01-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T17:42:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone! It's chinese New Year and I have a dozen of things to tell you. ^_^ 
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Thursday-&lt;br&gt;
We had a cheering practice. It was great and I really loved our Val. She's nice and she's also a very good dancer! All of us came home late because Jella is having a dinner party. While waiting for the preparations of the food, the boys played the game "Truth or Consequence", while the girls sit around the swings and sang songs or chat with one another. That time, I was sitting in the swing with Kung Fu, Jubille, Ryan, PH, and Iris. We were singing different songs that just popped inot our minds. Hehe.. ^_^ The next thing we knew, the guys  near the pool started shouting. I went out to see that the boys were &lt;i&gt;naghahagisan&lt;/i&gt; in the pool. They even dragged Ryan to the pool. Poor Ryan.. I could say Kung Fu was so lucky and strong. He managed to pushed Mek Mek aside and escaped from the hands of the guys. Cool! ^_^
By 10 o'clock, we all arrived at the school safe and sound, just wet. Hahaha! 
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*The best part I liked during this day is that I was able to be with HIM.&lt;p&gt;
Friday-&lt;br&gt;
I wasn't able to attend the party because my mom and I had an argument, it's still not over until now.. But it's a litlle better anyway. Hehe.. I went to search for stores that sews nice gown. I went to search for stores that would help us make a shoule. Unfortunately, we still have to go to Tutuban to get my shoule. It's the only place we went that agreed to help us. Hay.. ^_^ Today was my grandfather's birthday. We went to this restaurant near Roxas Boulevard which had a karaoke in its VIP room. I sang a couple songs and drank three glasses of red wine STRAIGHT! My uncle told me I'm a good drinker 'coz I didn't get drunk. Hehe.. ^_^
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Saturday-&lt;br&gt;
I texted Kung Fu early in the morning and told him to wait for me. He told me everybody thought I won't be joining anymore. Later, I found out that it was my Mom who called my friends and told them I would not join cheering anymore. I really got mad at her for doing that. Cheering just suddenly got into the picture without me knowing..^_^ Anyway, I met RJ/John. He looked a lot like Aldrich, some of my friends said. But for me, he looked like HIM. (BTW, I got two HIM's here.) Hehe.. After the practice, my cousin, Aya and my dad fetched me. By the time I reached home, I hurriedly took a bath and wore a miniskirt, a red tee and a white sandals. We will be having a party at our penthouse.^_^ During the party, all of the unmarried men/women, teenagers and kids got &lt;i&gt;ampao&lt;/i&gt;. It is a red envelope with money in it. I received 16 &lt;i&gt;ampao&lt;/i&gt;. It was great.. I plan to buy a new sandals. Hehe.. ^_^&lt;P&gt;
Sunday-&lt;br&gt;
We had a dinner party at Hyatt Hotel. Hyatt was nice, but it's a bit small. I really like it's design though. I asked the waiter about the places in Hyatt so that I won't get lost during the Prom date. Hehe.. ^_^ I even asked where the ballroom is located!&lt;p&gt;
Monday (Today)-&lt;br&gt;
Ma'am Mara got mad at us about different stuffs.. Hay.. I can't enumerate them all.. Hayy.. I was able to recite properly during Filipino time. That was a good start. Hehe.. ^_^ I also got 11/15 at Chemistry. It's not perfect, but acceptable though.. ^_^ Today, I also got mad at Reneeby and Jubille. I don't wanna talk about it though, sorry..-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113861416036986093?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113861416036986093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113861416036986093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113861416036986093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113861416036986093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113800860009797889</id><published>2006-01-23T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T17:34:29.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry...</title><content type='html'>To my dear guy friend,
Hi.. I just wanted to say I'm sorry.. It's all my fault, I know.. I should have think over it before saying yes to you.. I don't know if you really want me as a date or you just can't find anybody else.. I'm really stupid.. :c
I don't know if you'll ever forgive me for doing this. It's just that.. I want to be a stag this prom because I had a date for the past two years.. I wanted to know how it would feel to have a prom together with my friends. Your also a part of that world.. So I thought, maybe if we're not a pair.. we'll still be together that night.. I hope you understand..
You haven't replied to my text and I thought maybe it made a big scratch in your heart.. That's why I immediately posted this message to let you know that even if I don't want to be your date.. You'll still remain as a piece of my world... and heart..

always loving,
grysh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113800860009797889?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113800860009797889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113800860009797889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113800860009797889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113800860009797889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry.html' title='sorry...'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113775374888528638</id><published>2006-01-20T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:42:28.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so sorry</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry I haven't updated for a week! I told you about it the last time.. Hehe.. ^_^ I felt so lonely witout my laptop. As if my diary has walked away from me on its own.. :c Hehe..

I'm listening to Utada Hikaru's album right now.. I really like the song Exodus and Wait and See. Hehe.. ^_^

News Updates on the go! First of all, I wanted to announce to you that we will be having a cheerleading contest once again this Foundation Day! We will also have a school fair and concert of different Filipino Bands. Cool.. Hehe.. ^_^ It's not just cheerleading, concert and fair we'll be having! Together with the cheerers, there will also be a mascot for each batch and a Pep Squad. (I'm in the Pep Squad group!) I really wanted to be a cheerleader but they told us there would be an audition. And you guys know I hate auditions! Hehe.. ^_^ 

SEcondly, I wanted to tell you about the networks I had just started. I'm really stupid. I started three networks at the same time! I'm so dumb! As if I can finish them all at the same time! Hayy...

Third, I was asked by Gianina to join her in a Chinese Costume Contest. I don't know if it's still up because we don't have any clothes to wear yet. Hehe.. ^_^

Fourth, My mom has allowed me to get a new gown! It's still a secret of how it'll look like.. I hope it'll be nice!

Lastly, I plan to join the Candy Mag Model Search. Hehe.. ^_^ I already wrote the Essay thing and all I lack now is the picture. Weeheehee... (Dream On..)

That's all for the updates anyway.. Hehe.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113775374888528638?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113775374888528638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113775374888528638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113775374888528638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113775374888528638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-so-sorry.html' title='Im so sorry'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113722553205800199</id><published>2006-01-14T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:58:52.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Distribution!</title><content type='html'>Oh my God! Hehe.. My mom just went to school to get my report card. She'll be back any minute now, which is why I have to type fast. I have already told her all my scores. But then, why do I feel scared to hear my mom nag me-again? Hehe.. I don't really know.. Maybe bacause I have always felt this way during Card Distribution in my elementary days.. 

*I'm happy today because WE had a talk today about different things. Just like what we use to do before.. Thanks to Ralph.. I guess.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113722553205800199?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113722553205800199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113722553205800199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113722553205800199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113722553205800199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/card-distribution.html' title='Card Distribution!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113715250357765711</id><published>2006-01-13T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:41:43.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday the 13th.. Good thing nothing bad happened to me.. lolz.. ^_^

Btw, tomorrow is the Card Distribution day. That is whyy I think I won't be able to blog for a while. My mom would be nagging me about my scores. I have improved, said my teachers, but I'm still not satisfied. So I believe she wouldn't either. I got to study harder..!

Believe it or not, I started to love studying, especially when your studying with your friends. You learn things together and all that. It's like a lakwatsa. Really great.. Hehe.. ^_^

UPDATES:
I added a new network named Cute Meg'z Melody. It's all about anime music lyrics. Hehe.. Hope you'll like it the way I did.. Lolz.. ^_^ (There's nothing in it yet except for the layout and navigation..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113715250357765711?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113715250357765711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113715250357765711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113715250357765711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113715250357765711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113705973819213750</id><published>2006-01-12T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:55:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying.. Jubille?!</title><content type='html'>Today is the day I call "Crying Jubille Day". She cried three times today! First, she said it was because of Bhebang. Later on, I found out that Bhebang told her to go down because he have something to tell her. When they arrived at III-Zhi, Bhebang forgot what she was about to let Jubille do. And so she asked her to go back upstairs. But before Jubille could do so, Jaime locked the door. I think she was bullied inside the classroom. (Reneeby told me their tutormates always bully Jubille.) However, before I found out what really happened. Alam unarmed Bhebang and Jewelyn started punching him very lightly just for joke. That's when all of us first found out that Bhebang got asthma. I stopped laughing and leaned on the wall, catching his breath. He was fine after a few minutes and started laughing again. Reneeby and I accompanied him downstairs. (in case he fainted or something.) ;p 

Then, while we were waiting for a'am Capungcol after class, Jubille came in the classroom crying again. Reneeby told me she started crying out of the blue while telling her about what happened.

Chemistry class, Ma'am Capungcol was not there. Instead, she gave us soem notes to copy. But because it was only ascitated, some students weren't able to copy the first page notes. Jubille was one of them. She got into a very bad mood and started crying again while saying, "Ayaw ko na kumopya."  I got annoyed at her that time and told Daphne and Regine that Jubille was acting like a brat. I'm a crybaby too. However, I don't cry with such a low reason. It's just not right. kinda pathetic, you know.. Sorry to say.. But it's the way I see it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113705973819213750?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113705973819213750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113705973819213750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113705973819213750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113705973819213750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/crying-jubille.html' title='Crying.. Jubille?!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113697969344680603</id><published>2006-01-11T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:41:33.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>news update!</title><content type='html'>Today is January 10, 2006. ;p 

Math Time. The usual...

Filipino Time. We were having a lesson about kabanata (21?), titled as "Ang Buhay ng Isang Ina". Out of the blue, Ma'am de vega went out of the classroom. I thought she had walked out because none of us are reciting. But then, she came back again. Not long, she put her hand in her mouth and called Jubille to follow her out. Angel followed, I also did the same.;p When I reach the comfort room. She was seating in the floor vomiting. I went down to the clinic immediately and asked the nurse to give me medicine to be given to Ma'am De Vega. However, she insisted to go with me instead. ;p After recess, Ma'am De Vega thanked me. I just smiled and told her it's not a big deal. ;p

*I saw HIM on my way up with the nurse. Then, during recess, I saw HIM again. Hihi.. ;p

Lunch Time. I ate my lunch and forgot to take my medicine. uggh.. Then, I went to Zhi and asked Alam to teach me Chemistry. He promised me he'll do so yesterday. I just hope my result would be fine... *cross fingers* 

PS. I really miss hanging out with him.

Chemistry time. We took the test and I was so darn mad at myself. I forgot some of the darn F****** formulas! 

Dismissal Time. Together with Jubille, Daphne treated me a Cheezy-bacon burger at Burger Machine. Yummy.. ^_^ Then, we watched the volleyball game III- Ren versus III- Zhi. The fight was so tight! Thank God, we won.. ;p The next game came, I- Ren versus II- Ren. Obviously, the first years won. 

*Let me tell you a funny story. During the game of I-Ren vs. II-Ren, the ink of the pentel pen used to score lost it's effect. Hihi.. (meaning: the ink has dried up.) Guess how we announce the score.. Jubille and I, the ones with the loudest voice around the gym, shouted the score like crazy. "8-9!! Ay! Mali Pala! 9-11!!!" Hahaha..! It was so funny. Pe, Rhenze and Bhebang were laughing at us. Who cares? It's fun, anyway. ;p

On my way home, we passed through Saint Jude to take a kid home. While talking to Reneeby through the Sun cell, I saw my dad's car passed through. Seconds later, Sharmaine told us that something smells like burning. Ahya Sherwood immediately parked the car and told all of us to leave the car. As soon as we did, he opened the chair and saw something buring under the seat were Sharmaine was seating. We put it out with water and smoke came out. I instantly called my dad to fetch me. I also dropped Daphne and the family at Gotesco. Whew.. Hehe.. Saved by my DAd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113697969344680603?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113697969344680603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113697969344680603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113697969344680603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113697969344680603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/news-update.html' title='news update!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113680125561873583</id><published>2006-01-09T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T18:07:35.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible day!</title><content type='html'>I saw Him today. Hmm.. he's gotten a lot cuter. Haha.. ;p 
I also saw HIM today.. Same old, same old.. bleh..

I had a terrible day today. I woke up on time. (that's good..) I went to school and I'm not late. (nice..) Math time, I was called and was not able to recite.. grr.. Theorem 8.18.. Why can't I remember that?! Filipino, I was able to answer only 1 of Ma'am de Vega's question out of three. Hayy.. Worst, I got clogged nose the rest of the day...

My guestbook is not moving anymore.. ANYONE PLEASE SIGN MY GUESTBOOK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113680125561873583?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113680125561873583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113680125561873583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113680125561873583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113680125561873583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/terrible-day.html' title='terrible day!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113670721993087485</id><published>2006-01-08T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:00:19.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!</title><content type='html'>I have so many things to tell you. But before everything else. I just wanted to tell you that I MISS YOU SO MUCH! hehe..

In Hong Kong:
We went to HK Disneyland. It was quite small. I think it is only as big as that of the Ocean Park. NO wonder.. It's only phase one. ;p I went with my godmother, my grandfather, my lil sis, my lil bro and my HK cousins, Alex (Mi Siang) and Ada (Heem Heem). WE rode almost every rides except for the Dumbo thing and Winnie the Pooh thing. Haha.. We also rode Astro Blaster. I got the highest score among us. The highest level is Level 7. And guess what? I got level 6! Haha.. ^_^ Then, we rode the Space Mountain TWICE! It was so fun!

In China:
We went to Beijing out of the blue. I saw and was able to touch the snow for the first time. It was so cold too. I almost froze to death. ;p Haha.. ^_^ We went skiing and lots lots more. Oh! And don't forget the SHOPPING trip. Hehe..

The Assignments:
Waah!! They had a quiz in Math while I'm gone and Daphne told me there would be a continuation tomorrow. OMG! I haven't studied. And how should I? I left my Math book in school! Then, there is also a Filipino assignment, chapter 18 and 19 of Noli Me Tangere. I'm going to Daphne's house later on borrow her filipino book. Hmm.. Chinese assignment is chicken feet. I'll do it tomorrow recess time. ;p And.. English assignment will also be done tomorrow. Haha.. ^_^ 

The Exams:
While I was gone, only the Social Studies Perio was given to Daphne. She told me my score was 60/90. Hmm.. That's not bad knowing that the passing score is 45. ^_^

The Concert:
PAUL ANG got tickets for the MYMP concert in SJ on Feb. 4, 8 pm. We'll be seating in the orchestra (after the frontseat, I think), together with Dominic and the company. I am so happy!! I really wanted to pay for the concert ticket but Paul insisted me not to. Hayy.. Thanks so much.. Your so kind! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113670721993087485?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113670721993087485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113670721993087485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113670721993087485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113670721993087485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113523930122723619</id><published>2005-12-22T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:15:01.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>I am Ms. Santa Claus!! Haha..^_^ I went to LRA awhileago to distribute their gifts. Haha.. I was so happy to see them again. They just went to 168. Tjey invited me to go, but I refused. I hate going to 168, and besides, I still have tons of work to do. And because I didn't agree to go with them. I was able to successfully finish my Filipino and English project! All I have to do now is to return the Filipino and Mathe book to Reneeby and to give her my projects so that she'll pass it to my teachers while I'm gone. Whew! Mission accomplished! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113523930122723619?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113523930122723619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113523930122723619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113523930122723619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113523930122723619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/ms-santa-claus.html' title='Ms. Santa Claus'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113522582014978410</id><published>2005-12-22T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T12:30:20.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King Kong!</title><content type='html'>I went to Robinsons East with my father and siblings yesterday. My dad wanted to have a bonding with his children. Bleh. ;p Haha.. ^_^ So, we decide to watch King Kong yesterday. It was kinda boring at first but it became more and more exciting as my tears roll on my cheeks. Haha.. ^_^ That's the most of yesterday.

I'll be leaving tomorrow. Hay.. I'll miss Pinas so much. ^_^

About the present, well, I'll go to LRA in 10 minutes after posting. Haha.. ^_^ I have finish typing my filipino assignment. English to go! Gotta rush! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113522582014978410?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113522582014978410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113522582014978410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113522582014978410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113522582014978410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/king-kong.html' title='King Kong!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113507476220122807</id><published>2005-12-20T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:32:42.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too many projects!</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy today. I just started working on my Filipino project; and guess what? I don't have any idea how to do this darn project!! It's Chrismas vacation and our teachers are giving us a very hard time doing our so-darn-useless project! Arggh! What's more is that I still have an English project to work on! And because of all this projects, I wasn't able to go to LRA to distribute gifts. Hayy.. I wonder if the lakwatsa with the berks is still on. I still have to distribute their Christmas gifts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113507476220122807?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113507476220122807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113507476220122807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113507476220122807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113507476220122807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/too-many-projects.html' title='too many projects!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113499561904476199</id><published>2005-12-19T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T20:37:25.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Jude Sportfest</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to Saint Jude Catholic School to watch their Sportsfest for the school year 2005-2006. I met a lot of Petrines over there; namely, Jim Ang, Roanne, Caitlyn, and the other fourth year whose name I have forgotten. ;p Hehe.. ^_^ I also met my judenites friends and my childhood classmates. There are some who doesn't remember me anymore; however, there are also those who remembered me. Nevertheless, I also met some of my classmates before whose name I have forgotten. (I remebered them later on anyway. ;p) Hehe.. ^_^ The judenites friends that I have met awhileago were Cher, Nichole, Kyle (he was the first one who greeted me! Too bad I forgot his name.. Hehe..^_^), Clare, Paulina, Winnie, Natasha, Zhandra, Kathleen (Sasy), Michelle Tiu, Imee, Jeraika, etc.. ^_^ There were too many of them to enumerate. ^_^

During the whole event, I was with Bibs, Vlad and my twin, Aika. We were all wearing red except Vlad. (Vlad is the outcast. Hihi..^_^ jk.) Bibs didn't know that red is for Juniors until he arrived at the gym. Cher and her friends were shocked to see him wearing red instead of yellow. Why such reaction? Here's the reason why: The two batches don't mix. There's a tension between the Juniors and Seniors. Haha.. ^_^ The Freshmen and the Juniors cheer for one another; while the Sophies and the Seniors do the same. ;p Reneeby, Gia and Reinald were suppose to be with us; however, they came late and was embarrased to pass through the group of students sitting before us. Hay.. I couldn't believe Muy Moy was that shy! I mean, Reneeby? the basketball player (take note: first five)? the tomboy girl? the Muy Moy? (&lt;- haha.. wth?!)

The cheerleading was great. The environment was enormous! My ears were slowly becoming deaf; while my voice were sounding more like a whisper. Haha.. ^_^ I really like happy events like this. At first, I felt really shy to shout and cheer "go, Juniors, go!" But when time slowly passed by, I became sync with the crowd. It was so cool! ^_^

Seeing all the judenites with a smile and great confidence in themselves. I can't help but wonder, "Why did I ever hate this school before?" I really regretted transferring schools. But regret is a regret; and the past is a past. It won't return and it can't be changed. I was just glad to still be in contact with my judenites friends. (Even though some of them can't remember me.) ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113499561904476199?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113499561904476199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113499561904476199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113499561904476199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113499561904476199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/saint-jude-sportfest.html' title='Saint Jude Sportfest'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113491382796897738</id><published>2005-12-18T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T21:50:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new plans!!</title><content type='html'>Our departure has moved to January 7. I would be absent for three days!

New schedule for the week:
December 19- Saint Jude Sportsfest and I'll definitely be there!
                   20- I'm going to distribute Christmas gifts at LRA
                   21- Christmas lakwatsa with the barkada. (I hope)
                   22- I'm going to Chen Chu's house to ask her a favour and to gave her  my                   Filipino and English project to be passed on January 3.
                   23- I'll be leaving Philippines..

I am so busy this week and I still have to finish all my required project to be pass on Jan. 3 before Dec. 22! Hay.. This is pure torture for me. However, I don't think it's that bad. After all my problems end this week, I'll be having a very sweet life in Hong Kong Disneyland. Oh yeah! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113491382796897738?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113491382796897738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113491382796897738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113491382796897738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113491382796897738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-plans.html' title='new plans!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113482925921079894</id><published>2005-12-17T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T22:22:05.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Hong Kong Disneyland</title><content type='html'>I accompanied my mother and sister to Sm Manila today. My little sister pleaded me help her find a suitable gift for her friends. Hay,, little sisters.. ^_^

Anyway, we almost roamed around the whole mall and entered every store we saw. My little sister ended up buying the same chocolates that I bought and a few stuff toys too. I also bought chocolates for my other friends who haven't received a Christmas gift yet. ^_^

I am so in the rush to do everything this week. My godmother officially announced that we will be going to Hong Kong Disneylan this coming friday, December 23; and that we will be back by January 3. I still have 2 project left to do, English and Filipino; and I'm having a very big problem about it. I forgot my Filipino and Math book at school. :c However, I have already found a way. Reneeby and I will be going to the Saint Jude Sportsfest on Monday. We'll be watching the cheerleading and the Pep squad! Oh yeah! I'll ask her to bring her books so I could have it xerox. ^_^

I'll be going to LRA on December 20. I wanted to distribute the gifts that I bought for my friends. ^_^ Then, on December 21, I hope we'll be meeting with the barkada. ^_^ It's not yet sure but I wanted to see them all before I go. Besides, I also have some gifts for them. ^_^

I'll miss everybody!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113482925921079894?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113482925921079894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113482925921079894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113482925921079894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113482925921079894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-hong-kong-disneyland.html' title='To Hong Kong Disneyland'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113471501931401293</id><published>2005-12-16T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:36:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party!!</title><content type='html'>We had our Christmas party today.. I was so excited that I alomost woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning thinking it was already six! Haha.. ^_^

Regine, Kimmie and I went to SM Manila yesterday to buy some "decent" Christmas gifts. I bought Chocolates for the guys, a stuffed frog from Blu Magic for the exchange gift (It was the same frog I bought for Bibs' birthday gift), giftwrappers and a green shirt from Herbench.

Today, all the gifts that I bought were all distributed! Haha.. I hope they'll like it! ^_^ It took me hours just to buy those gifts; and I wasted a lot of money too. I bought earrings from my cousins costing me 1,500 php; the chocolates that I bought for the guys cost me atleast 300 php or less; the exchange gift costs 300 php (w/o the paperbag). Haha.. Man! I used up all og my money!! Hehe..

However, it was kinda worth it. I really had fun today. I felt glad knowing that someone thanks me for it. MY problems seems to disappear whenever I hear someone tells me "Thank You." Hehe.. ^_^

Before we started the party today. Daphne fell of the stairs causing the floors to have blood stains.. yeew..  I really hate bloo. I'm scared of it. It chills down my spine seeing someone bleeding like the way Daphne's wound bleeded. It was pouring like crazy.. Uggh.. Stop! It's making me sick...

The party started when Ma'am Mara entered the classroom. First, we were separated into two groups, red and green. (btw, all of us wore either green or red shirt. ;p) Then, we played the game "longest line". Ma'am Mara wouldn't declare the winner; so I guess that means we're all winners! Haha.. ^_^ Second, we played the "bring Me" game. I was able to bring a ruler! Haha.. Plus points goes to me! (I hope.) hihi ^_^ Third, but not the last, we ate lunch from KFC and a siomai given by our Chinese Grammar Teacher. She is so kind and generous! It wasn't enough for me but atleast I got something to eat. hehe.. ^_^ Lastly, Ma'am Mara asked us to sit in the floor and form a circle. Then she asked us to do three things.
1. To tell something about the person in your right. (In my case, that was Ryan.)
2. To say to words, one positive and one negartive, about the person in your left. (Mine was Nica.)
3. To say sorry to someone you have done something not nice; like "Sorry, blah blah" (All I said was "Sorry, Jubille" because I had offended her before about her darn attitude which haven't change until now.

Guess that it.. See yah!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113471501931401293?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113471501931401293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113471501931401293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113471501931401293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113471501931401293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113455889090255346</id><published>2005-12-14T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T19:14:50.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a lot of things to tell you guys..</title><content type='html'>I haven't been online for like 3(4?) days! Arggh!! Hehe.. Im such a webaddict. ;p Anyway, let me fill you up with the details I have been doing for my past absentees. Haha.. (",)
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&lt;strong&gt;December 10, 2005-&lt;/strong&gt;
I, walking down the darn old dirty street, received a text message from my twin, Aika, demanding me to call her asap. Not long, I also received Sherwin asking me what my home phone number is. I hurriedly went home and grabbed the phone as soon as I entered the door. I called twin. She told me that her parents will come and fetch me at around 6:30. Then, Sherwin will fetch us both in her house. We'll go to Casey's house afterwards. And at around 11:30. We'll be going to Bibs house to surprise him. (We still had a lot of talks 'bout I rather not mention it here.) She also told me that she couldn't contact me that's why she asked Sherwin a favor. For a minute, I jumped up and down and almost shouted, "Yes!!" However, I suddenly remembered that I still don't have a gift for Bibs! I called the driver and told him to drive me to Sm Manila so that I could buy a gift. I dragged my little sister with me. Hihi..^_^ As we arrived, we walked around the mall to find something decent. Then, we entered Blue Magic, one of my sister's fave stores. While browsing through the stuff toys they had there. I saw a green frog that reminded me of Bibs. I don't know why. But it seems like the face of the frog has the same features of the face of Bibs. Haha! I'm not saying Bibs is a frog. What I meant is that Bibs and the stuff frog looked alike!
 I arrived home just in time, after 5 mins., twina and her parents came to fetch me; then, Sherwin came. Hehe.. At Casey's house, we decided to play monopoly. After a while, Connel came, followed by Janseen, Stephen and Cher. We went to Starbucks to buy a cake. We shared the payment, meaning each of us paid an amount of money, it's somewhere below 100 php. Haha.. Then, we went to Bibs' house. I was so sure he was surpirized about it! His face shows everything. Haha.. I won't tell you the other details. Hehe..
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&lt;strong&gt;Dec. 11,2005-&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Bibs!!!!!!!!!!!   &lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Dec.12-today,2005-&lt;/strong&gt;
Exams on the way... I don't want to go to school tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113455889090255346?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113455889090255346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113455889090255346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113455889090255346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113455889090255346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-have-lot-of-things-to-tell-you-guys.html' title='I have a lot of things to tell you guys..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113419430980028672</id><published>2005-12-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:58:29.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here me again..</title><content type='html'>I just want to wish goodluck to Melle. I hope her show would turn out great! hehe...

I added a guestbook.. Visit it please!! Hehe hehe.. ^_^

We had our mapeh and Religion exams today.. My religion was pretty good, I guess.. Haha..

About my Music, I totally blanked the first page. Who would remember what are the Indonesian's musical instruments anyway. What more is we have to write down their description! Darn it...

My Mapeh naman is great. I did almost well. And I believe it would turn out great too.. ^_^

I won't be able to go tonight for the.... *secret*, hay.. I'm so sad.. My dad has already allowed me to go but the problem is I don't have a transportation. Why do I have to live in Manila anyway??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113419430980028672?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113419430980028672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113419430980028672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113419430980028672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113419430980028672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/here-me-again.html' title='here me again..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113411361992352420</id><published>2005-12-09T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T15:33:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese exam..</title><content type='html'>I did very well in my Chinese Exam. I'm sure I would receive 100. Hehe.. However, if my instincts are not right. I believe I'll get 95 or higher. Hihi.. ^_^

We have Mapeh and Religion exam tomorrow and I am so NOT in the mood to study.. Hay.. I felt real sleepy whenever I open my darn book. Weird huh? Haha.. ^_^

Jans texted me about... something.. Haha.. I won't tell you!! Its a secret.. ^_^

I added cliques, fanlisting, hatelisting, reviews, listing, counter and rotations in my site. Hehe.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113411361992352420?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113411361992352420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113411361992352420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113411361992352420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113411361992352420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/chinese-exam.html' title='Chinese exam..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113409420392355213</id><published>2005-12-09T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:10:03.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dec. 8.. yesterday..</title><content type='html'>Hey,, Im here again.. Man, I've been online three (no, maybe four days) straight! Hehe.. Anyway, yesterday was Immaculate Day, so we have no classes. I'll was idling  in the house again watching my hands glide through the mouse. :p Haha.. ^_^

I went to attend a masss at Lorenzo Ruiz. I was with my aunt and my lil sis. (as usual) Hehe.. I met Jenny, Lawrence and Justin. Whew. I miss them so much. I told them I'll be seeing them this Dec.23. I'm going to tag along their christmas party. Haha. Just kidding.. ^_^ I'll be doing Santa Claus' work that day.. Hihi..

I also saw Rafferty and his lil bro. I didn't bother minding him. Btw, guess what? I heard a news from Jenny about Raf Raf. I heard he got a girlfriend in 4th year before and this time in a 2nd year student. I also heard he was really fast and aggresive in changing girlfriends. Heh! Good thing I wasn't fooled by that jerk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113409420392355213?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113409420392355213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113409420392355213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113409420392355213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113409420392355213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/dec-8-yesterday.html' title='Dec. 8.. yesterday..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113395550653144527</id><published>2005-12-07T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T19:38:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day today is S0o NOT great!!</title><content type='html'>Today, we have not math time.. hay.. no test, yey!! We had our Mapeh time instead. We didn't do any patticular sport. We were just told to go to the gym and enjoy ourselves, meaning, we can do whatever we want. There were only a few of us who changed into our PE uniform. Most of them didn't bring their uniform, others just didn't feel like changing. Anyway, I felt uncomfortable at first. Who wouldn't? Out of 20 girls only the two of us, Angel and me, changed into our PE uniform. However, when Ma'am Cadag announced that only the ones wearing PE uniform shall receive 5 points additional. I know 5 points is not much but atleast there's an additional point. After that, I felt happy. Hihi..^_^ In the gym, I played my guitar. BTw, I know how to play and sing the song Sorry by Cueshe na.. But it's not that perfect. I still makes mistakes in my strumming. Hehe.. (",) After playing, Amber invited me to play volleyball with my girlfriends. Haha.. It was so much fun!!

Filipino time na.. Our lesson today was about Basilio. I really liked that story kabanata. It shows us that we must not accused someone without evidence. It also tells us that Being a parent, we should be responsible. Good thing I'm not yet a parent. Hehe.. ^_^ Our discussion today was really exciting. I wasn't bored with it nor felt sleepy. Infact, I felt alive and wanting to recite more. This is totally ONCE IN A LIFETIME for me. It's Filipino, it's my worst subject..

Recess has passed and English Class had begun. After Kimmie led the prayer. I was (scolded?) by Ma'a Balero that my jogging pants was too tight and that my PE t-shirt was to short. Blah! Hehe.. Since the first day I arrived at SPAS, Ma'am Balero was the teacher I hated the most.. \\ Religion time! We were just asked to make a reflectiona bout advent and then Sir Baltazar allowed us to play the guitar or do whatever we want. Cool!

Lunch time, ate lunch, blah blah blah.. The usual.. Hehe.. ^_^ After eating lunch, (the bell has not rang yet) I went to take my Music Practical test. I played Sorry by Cueshe together with Amber, Kimmie and Jubille. Sabit lang aku dun. My gruoupmates was suppose to be Reneeby, Regine and Daphne. But because I was absent that day. I have to go solo. Until when I thought of joining Amber's group.. Hehe..^_^ I was so palpak! My stumming was later that theirs. They were too fast for me. Hay.. Anyway, I hope I didn't ruin the performance..

After lunch classes, Chemistry, Chinese and History. We had a quiz at Che,mistry. I hate Ma'am Capungcol. The quizzes she gave us were so hard! During our discussion, she gave us really simple and easy questions. But when it comes to the quiz. All your mind can say was, "What the f***?!" Hay.. All her examples were totally different from the problems in the quizzes that she gave us.. I'm going to fail Chemistry-again! Uggh!

Chinese time means free time. Hehe.. ^_^ History time means lecture time. In the past few days, Sir Sison was mad at us because nobody was reciting. Nobody even cared to even ask a question. However, I believe things have cooled down when I saw his smile awhileago. Hay.. Finally, peace..!

I guess that's it. Hehe.. ^_^ I miss my baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113395550653144527?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113395550653144527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113395550653144527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113395550653144527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113395550653144527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-day-today-is-s0o-not-great_07.html' title='My day today is S0o NOT great!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113395550550462628</id><published>2005-12-07T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T19:38:25.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day today is S0o NOT great!!</title><content type='html'>Today, we have not math time.. hay.. no test, yey!! We had our Mapeh time instead. We didn't do any patticular sport. We were just told to go to the gym and enjoy ourselves, meaning, we can do whatever we want. There were only a few of us who changed into our PE uniform. Most of them didn't bring their uniform, others just didn't feel like changing. Anyway, I felt uncomfortable at first. Who wouldn't? Out of 20 girls only the two of us, Angel and me, changed into our PE uniform. However, when Ma'am Cadag announced that only the ones wearing PE uniform shall receive 5 points additional. I know 5 points is not much but atleast there's an additional point. After that, I felt happy. Hihi..^_^ In the gym, I played my guitar. BTw, I know how to play and sing the song Sorry by Cueshe na.. But it's not that perfect. I still makes mistakes in my strumming. Hehe.. (",) After playing, Amber invited me to play volleyball with my girlfriends. Haha.. It was so much fun!!

Filipino time na.. Our lesson today was about Basilio. I really liked that story kabanata. It shows us that we must not accused someone without evidence. It also tells us that Being a parent, we should be responsible. Good thing I'm not yet a parent. Hehe.. ^_^ Our discussion today was really exciting. I wasn't bored with it nor felt sleepy. Infact, I felt alive and wanting to recite more. This is totally ONCE IN A LIFETIME for me. It's Filipino, it's my worst subject..

Recess has passed and English Class had begun. After Kimmie led the prayer. I was (scolded?) by Ma'a Balero that my jogging pants was too tight and that my PE t-shirt was to short. Blah! Hehe.. Since the first day I arrived at SPAS, Ma'am Balero was the teacher I hated the most.. \\ Religion time! We were just asked to make a reflectiona bout advent and then Sir Baltazar allowed us to play the guitar or do whatever we want. Cool!

Lunch time, ate lunch, blah blah blah.. The usual.. Hehe.. ^_^ After eating lunch, (the bell has not rang yet) I went to take my Music Practical test. I played Sorry by Cueshe together with Amber, Kimmie and Jubille. Sabit lang aku dun. My gruoupmates was suppose to be Reneeby, Regine and Daphne. But because I was absent that day. I have to go solo. Until when I thought of joining Amber's group.. Hehe..^_^ I was so palpak! My stumming was later that theirs. They were too fast for me. Hay.. Anyway, I hope I didn't ruin the performance..

After lunch classes, Chemistry, Chinese and History. We had a quiz at Che,mistry. I hate Ma'am Capungcol. The quizzes she gave us were so hard! During our discussion, she gave us really simple and easy questions. But when it comes to the quiz. All your mind can say was, "What the f***?!" Hay.. All her examples were totally different from the problems in the quizzes that she gave us.. I'm going to fail Chemistry-again! Uggh!

Chinese time means free time. Hehe.. ^_^ History time means lecture time. In the past few days, Sir Sison was mad at us because nobody was reciting. Nobody even cared to even ask a question. However, I believe things have cooled down when I saw his smile awhileago. Hay.. Finally, peace..!

I guess that's it. Hehe.. ^_^ I miss my baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113395550550462628?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113395550550462628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113395550550462628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113395550550462628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113395550550462628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-day-today-is-s0o-not-great.html' title='My day today is S0o NOT great!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113378322681480589</id><published>2005-12-05T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T19:47:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I didn't show up...</title><content type='html'>Waah! I went to school after lunch together with my siblings and my cousin Joan. As I arrived, I met my friends in the canteen. Guess what? I was darn scolded. Hihi..^_^ If you call that a scold. Anyway, I received the news that our group in music was embarrassed because I was not there. Haha. ^_^ 
&lt;p&gt;I'm so &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt; friends!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113378322681480589?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113378322681480589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113378322681480589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113378322681480589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113378322681480589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorry-i-didnt-show-up.html' title='Sorry I didn&apos;t show up...'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113375122433145475</id><published>2005-12-05T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:53:44.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up later..</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today. I wasn't feeling well.. Besides, we will have our practical at usic today. My group mates doesn't even know how to play yet. What more, the didn't even show a bit interest! If only Daphne wasn't in that group, I would have played solo and ask Amber to play the intro.. 
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I'm already wearing my uniform and ready to go. However, I must fix this blog before I go. I already changed the layout and it take Years for it to load here in my stupid laptop. Hope the same thing isn't happening in your computer..
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I don't feel appreciated with my friends anymore. Well, except for &lt;b&gt;Daphne&lt;/b&gt;. I just realized that Daphne is the Best of best friend I ever had. ^_^ She's always there to help me. She's always there to comfort me when I'm sad. She's the only one who really listens to my problems and helped me cope with it. She gives me advises and tells me the truth even though she knew I might get offended. (That what a true friend must do!) She accepts me for who I am. Thanks! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113375122433145475?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113375122433145475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113375122433145475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113375122433145475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113375122433145475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/catching-up-later.html' title='Catching up later..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113369337395554672</id><published>2005-12-04T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T18:49:33.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just arrived..</title><content type='html'>I just went to to witness our tiangge. There were a lot of customers and I'm NOT exaggerating. The tiangge was surrounded by buyers. You ask me why? Who knows? Hehe.. Let me just fill you up with some of the things our tiangge sells.

1. Genuine Leather Shoes/Step-in for men and for women- P299- P399
*This is NOT from China. It was made from Marikina using our own manufactured leather from cow skin. You can buy these in the mall for around P1,200- P1,500.

2. Kikay Earrings- P25- P40

3. Sign Pen- P40

4. Sign pen with laser - P65

5. Christmas Lights- P40-P150
*Only two designs are available. If your poor or very &lt;em&gt;madamot&lt;/em&gt; when it comes to money, you better buy the P40. However, if your very thrifty and is really rich, try buying the P150.

6. Watches for children and for women- P40

7. Watch in a ring- P100
*This is very cheap. I ask a few tiangge around us and they sell it for P120.

8. top with blinking light- P25

9. telescope- P35

10. Flashlight with matching Lighter- P70

11. Blinking light pin that comes in different designs- P35

12. Pinwith different punky designs- P10

That's it for the things.. I can't remember them all..

We also sell food.

Lumpia/ meatball/ another lumpia (I forgot what it's called)- P2 each
Pugo (the big one)- P6 each
Mineral Water- P10

I must admit, our tiangge is so cheap.. hihi.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113369337395554672?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113369337395554672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113369337395554672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113369337395554672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113369337395554672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-arrived.html' title='just arrived..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113367125652763612</id><published>2005-12-04T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T12:40:56.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. new shop, new business.</title><content type='html'>hey,, we had a new shop, or rather tiangge, in Avenida, infront og Metropole. We sell shoes in broken sizes for 299 php and other stuff for a very cheap price. Hehe.. Visit it sometime..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113367125652763612?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113367125652763612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113367125652763612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113367125652763612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113367125652763612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-shop-new-business.html' title='. new shop, new business.'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113361952165438365</id><published>2005-12-03T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T22:18:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdox..</title><content type='html'>There's this weird human, or rather alien that texted me. He was using a sun number, so I replied asking who he is. Here's our format of converation.

anonymous: Hi. (I can't remember what he said exactly, basta may sinabi siya.)
gryshee: hu u?
anonymous: Alvin.
gryshee: alivin? sinong Alvin? Daming Alvin eh.
anonymous: Alvin Ng.
gryshee: niloloko mo ako eh. Sino talaga 'to?
anonymous: Ian.
gryshee: Sabi ko na nga ba eh. Ikaw lang kilala kong ganun ka-corny.
anonymous: ouch! -_-

Ngek ngek ngek! So it was Ian Balete. Haha.. It was obvious he was not Alvin, Alvin is a very shy person (according to his testimonials.) Haha.. That Ian is such a weirdox. He may be kind and all but he definitely isn't a human. Haha..

PS..
My dad is selling this egg thing for 130 php. Want one? Please buy...
Instructions:
1. put a hole in the head of the egg.
2. fill it up with water.
3. In a few days (you have to have patience!), a flower would grow.
4. Then you can decorate it in your house..
5. Tag my shoutbox or chatango and order one! Haha...
Thanks for your time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113361952165438365?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113361952165438365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113361952165438365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113361952165438365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113361952165438365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/weirdox.html' title='weirdox..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113358319980208331</id><published>2005-12-03T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T12:13:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juast came home..</title><content type='html'>Hey,, I just came home from Shopper's Mart, a small mart near our house.. I went out wearing my pajamas.. hihi.. ^_^ everyone's looking at me.. haha.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113358319980208331?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113358319980208331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113358319980208331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113358319980208331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113358319980208331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/juast-came-home.html' title='Juast came home..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113343648123743879</id><published>2005-12-01T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:28:01.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you all!</title><content type='html'>People have been talking behind my back. I just know it. You don't have to tell me about it, I can feel it. Someone here knows my secret besides my bestfriend and yet she can't keep quiet about it. Yeah, that's right.. She have to tell it to someone pa, it's not actually just someone. She told it to the whole barkada. Without even trying to tell me that she knew about it. Right now, she haven't notice that I knew what she was upto. However, as soon as she found out that I know about it, I will never ever be her friend ever again. Even a sorry won't be able to save her. I'm wrong. I admit that. Afterall, I was never right. I was always wrong. That's not a surprise for me anymore. It's been decided that I will never be right even before I was born. However, why should she tell everyone about it? Did she even realize that she would hurt not only me but another friend of mine? I wanted to tell my friend about it muself. I'm still preparing for it. I'm not yet ready, and there you are, blabbing about it like you know everything. You've been telling us your an expert when it comes to love. Well, well, well, if you are really an expert like what you've been telling us, then why don't you have a steady boyfriend now? Why do you keep changing boyfriends. I guess your just using them to experiment about love. Im so mean.. I know it.. And I can't do anything about it. This is just what I become when someone tries to fight against me. I'm kind to you if your kind to me. But if you try to oppose me, it's not just a disaster you will feel, I assure you it will be nightmare...








I'm too evilish na now.....
I hate myself when I'm like this...............







I don't trust anyone anymore......
I will never trust anyone anymore...........








In front of everyone who reads this message, I want to promise something to you, please be a witness for this......


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&lt;strong&gt;"My heart has flown away to a place where no one lives, to whoever catches my heart and brings it back to me, all my love and trust he shall receive.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113343648123743879?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113343648123743879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113343648123743879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113343648123743879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113343648123743879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-hate-you-all.html' title='I hate you all!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113299337671559509</id><published>2005-11-26T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:22:56.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball practice..</title><content type='html'>We just had a volleyball practice at the school gym early in the morning. I arived at exactly 7:45 am. Aga noh? But guess what? There were some who came earlier than I did. According to Jubille, Jewelyn arrived first  followed by herself. Then Katrina, Larson, Peter and Jano followed. Not long, I entered the school campus wearing my jersey shorts which I bought for the intrams last year, PE t-shirt and my fave Nike basketball rubbershoes; also, I was carrying my Adidas backpack given by Janssen last year as a birthday present for me. Hehehe.. After me, Ryan, Rachel, Amber, Kimmie and the others arrived.

During our entire practice, Ryan and Sarah were like our coach. Good thing they were not as fierce as Uncle Paul, our basketball coach, also known as Sarah's dad. Haha.. Like father, like daughter..

After a couple of serving practice, Kimmie, Jubille and my arm (hands?) got swollen and was colored bright-red. Hehe.. Even with a swollen reddish arm, I still wanted to play volleyball. Hehe...

Our practice game against III-Zhi has started. Guess what? I was just a sub. It's no wonder.. I was like how-do-we-play-volleyball? I really had no idea. I know about hitting the ball with your arm and everything, but I never really know how to serve, not to mention spiking. I like to play volleyball, however, I just realized that of all the sports I played. My fave was Badminton; basketball comes next then volleyball. I already miss playing badminton with the KYL..

Our practice ended at 12 o'clock noon. Jubille, Kimmie and I went to the orphanage near Columbian to inquire about interviewing the kids for Jubille's group's English project about poverty. Then, we rode the jeep to Mcdonalds where we ate our lunch. After eating, we dropped by Jam's house, then to school. By that time, Kimmie had already went home, leaving me and Jubille behind. When Jubille and I arrived at the school, we met the FCCY-ers. Haha.. Florence was there, so was Sylvester and the others. I was waiting outside the cage for my sundo when I met Ryan. He just arrived from Reina Regente. If only I knew they were going to Binondo, I should have accompanied them. It would also be easier for me to go home! Hay.. Anyway, when my sundo arrived, I was scolded by my mother about different stuff.. Hay.. Parents talaga oh, they won't stop nagging at their children. Guess it's their habit.. Haha.. jk. ^_^

Sige, till here na lang.. I still have to check several blogs and my friendster pa kasi eh.. hihi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113299337671559509?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113299337671559509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113299337671559509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113299337671559509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113299337671559509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/volleyball-practice.html' title='Volleyball practice..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113247170865726164</id><published>2005-11-20T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T15:28:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Florence and I celebrated our birthday at Glorietta 4. We watched Harry Potter 4. WE, namely, Andrew, Reinald, Reneeby, me, florence, Regine, Kimmie, Amber and Porky.
We all met up outside the school around 9. My dad was the one who drove us to Glorietta 4. Arriving at Glorietta, we first ate lunch at Wendy's. Tha n I suddenly had cramps. (you girls know why) It was so painful that I wanted to cry my eyes out. I asked Andrew to buy medicine for me. After taking the medicine, I slept at Florence's lap for a couple of minutes, probably an hour or less.. Haha.. When I woke up, all the pain I felt were all gone. Thank goodness..
Then, we watched Harry Potter 4. It was a great movie. My favepart was that of the Yule Ball. Hermione was so beautiful. My fave line was, "You just ruined my day!" Hermione told this to Ron because Ron was so jealous and kept blabbing about Hermione befriending the enemy whatsoever. Haha..
Then, we went to Timezone. It was so much fun. It was the first time I surrendered in an arcade. I usually leave Timezone thinking, "I wanna play more. I wanna play more." Haha.. So childish huh? But yesterday, what I was thinking was, "Darn, I'm so tired. Let's go find something to eat na." Hahaha...
Regine, Amber, Kimmie and Porky left, Andrew followed. He told me he had to attend a debut that night. Then, Florence, Reneeby, Reinald and I went to the food court to eat. I ate the hideous Thailand beef noodle. Florence offered to help me finish it. After a while, my Dad came to fetch us. I dropped them off at their house, exceptfor Florence. I just dropped her off NEAR her house. My dad didn't know kasi kung anu and pasikot-sikot sa Pandacan eh..
Sige, til here na lang.. Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113247170865726164?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113247170865726164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113247170865726164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113247170865726164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113247170865726164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/our-birthday-celebration.html' title='Our birthday celebration'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113232050577320423</id><published>2005-11-18T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T21:28:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field trip Entry..</title><content type='html'>We had our field trip today at Subic. I woke up at exactly 3:30 in the morning. The bus came around 4:30-4:45 am. As I arrive at the school, the first one I saw was Jubille. Haha.. He was wearing the P.E. t-shirt we were all required to wear, a blue maong vest and a blue maong pants. Ok.. Too detailed na. Haha.. Anyway, our trip to Subic was kinda boring.. Daphne and I were partners, meaning, we sit together. The one sitting on our left were Regine and Jubille. Infront of them was Reneeby, who later on sat in the middle of us four, and Dianne. Sitting at the back of Regine and Jubille were Kimmie and Amber, who kinda felt left out like what Daphne and I felt during the whole trip.
When we arrived at our destination, we first watched dolphins and killer whales. Shucks! They were so darn cute!! Then the sea lions came after. The sea lion's name was Simba. She was so fat and cute. Haha...! Just like somone I know... Hahahaha!!!
After that, we went to see my cute little relatives.. I miss them so much.. My best cousin is Nemo.. He is just sOo cute!!!!! Hahaha... Did you get what I mean?? By relatives, I mean the fishes.. I call them relatives because my friends call me fish, "grysh fish". weird huh? I really hate it.. Haha... But it's cool..
THen, we went to this little zoo and ate lunch at a hut in the beach located at  Camayan Beach Resort. It was so cool. My chuck were full of sand. Haha... WE took a couple of pictures and have fun.. I even wrote my own name on the sand and took picture of it using Bhebang's digicam. Don't forget to send it to me!!
Hmm.. We also saw monkeys there, but we weren't able to touch them nor feed them. Why?? It was time to go home and Sir Dominic kept shouting, "Double time!! Double time!!" Haha..
On our way home, we took a lot of pictures. We even stopped over a couple of times, like Petron (for urination emergency) and Mabalacat Church (the church in Pampanga whose lower half was buried because of the lahar). I tried to take picture but Mrs. Capungcol stopped us. It wasn't really respectful to take picture in a place where a lot of people died, right? Anyway, We took so much picture in the bus that I got so tired of smiling.. Hahaha...I told my friends to upload them and send it to me in friendster.. Try checking out my photos at friendster  later on and check if I have already uploaded them.. See yah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113232050577320423?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113232050577320423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113232050577320423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113232050577320423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113232050577320423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/field-trip-entry.html' title='Field trip Entry..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113127352960891257</id><published>2005-11-06T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:38:50.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An accident?!</title><content type='html'>We had a game today against Philippine Cultural High School (PCHS) at Chiang Kai Shek College (CKSC), the one in Narra. My little sister came along to watch our game.

During the game, we were losing by 20 points. By third quarter, Pe got injured. She was crying in pain and couldn't stand up. Uncle Paul,our coach, got really mad and shouted at the referee. I wouldn't wonder about it. Our team's players had already been pushed by the opposing team but the referee didn't call any foul. It was  a very obvious foul! They say it was an accident, ONLY an accident! Darn them! Having your leg injured is called an accident?

Anyway, they called the ambulance and Uncle Paul told them the game will be default..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113127352960891257?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113127352960891257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113127352960891257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113127352960891257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113127352960891257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/accident.html' title='An accident?!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113118331038013675</id><published>2005-11-05T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T17:35:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Opening</title><content type='html'>I am sOo sleepy! I woke up at exactly five in the morning, took a bath, ate egg and rice for breakfast and went to the school to meet with the other players. I arrived at the school at exactly 6:30 am. Uncle Paul (aka Mr. Clean), our coach, who was late by thirty minutes, drove us to Chiang Kai Shek College (main). We had stretching as soon as we arrived at cksc 'coz we have a game by 8 o'clock. We will be having a match with Chiang Kai Shek girls' basketball varsity. Haha.. Waah! We obviously lost by 43 and 27. Atleast we reached half the points. lolz..

By twelve noon, we attended the opening. I met one of my family friend. (I forgot the name!) Then we went to St. Stephen High School Gym to watch the elem. boys' basketball varsity play against Makati Hope Christian Academy. Lolz.. We lost again..

While watching the game, I met a young man name Eugene. He was a former petrines and is now studying at De La Salle University. I think his course is engineering.. Hehe..
THANKS FOR THE RIDE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113118331038013675?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113118331038013675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113118331038013675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113118331038013675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113118331038013675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/basketball-opening.html' title='Basketball Opening'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113110948734779129</id><published>2005-11-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:04:47.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my day today..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I wasn't able to go to John Robert Powers today. (My mom told me I can go there anytime anyway.) I just stayed at home and hang out with my mom. My siblings went with my father to Marikina, which leaves me and my mother at home. My mother and I barely hangs out, so I believe this is the right chance for us to have a bonding, you know, the mother and daughter thing. Hehe.. We watched tv and played playstation. Haha.. We played the CTR (Crash Team Racing) game. It was cool. Haha.. I laughed a lot today and I almost forgotten all my problems because of it. Uhm.. After getting tired playing the game, my mom and I decided to have a walk outside. We went to Quiapo Church to pay a visit. I really hated that place. It was so dirty and so disorder. Then we went to ate dinner at Jollibee, my little sister's favourite place. Haha.. (",) So that's my day with my mom.. (",)

I changed my sun number now. But I'm still using my TM sim.. My mom gave me a sun line sim and gladly accepted it. Hehe.. (",) I won't tell you my new number here because I believe some darn people out there might disturb me by texting whatsoever things.. Hehe... (",)

I am so happy today.. Garfield finally texted me. Ngee.. La lang.. I thought he was mad kasi ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113110948734779129?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113110948734779129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113110948734779129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113110948734779129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113110948734779129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-day-today.html' title='my day today..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113102420390684425</id><published>2005-11-03T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T21:23:23.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to wear??</title><content type='html'>I know it's Ramadan tomorrow, meaning it's a holiday. I have basketball practice tom; and I don't plan to attend it. My mom just told me awhileago that John Robert Powers just called and asked me to go o their place tomorrow around 9 am -3 pm. I have decided to go and check things out. (Who knows? Something nice might turn out.) Now, the only problem is what I should wear tomorrow. I wanted to wear the casual clothes I wear during days. I wanted to show them the real me and not just any make up me. ;p Now, I decided to wear a long pants and a blue spagetti-strap with matching whit flat flip-flop. But now I'm having second thought. What if they don't like the real me. However, something also popped up my mind and answered the question. They don't judge you by the what you wear, they judge you by how you bring your clothes into style. ;p You just have to got attitude and pose in the camera with your perfect smile. Hmm.. Now, that's not a bad one.. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113102420390684425?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113102420390684425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113102420390684425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113102420390684425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113102420390684425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-to-wear_03.html' title='what to wear??'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113102420026634631</id><published>2005-11-03T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T21:23:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to wear??</title><content type='html'>I know it's Ramadan tomorrow, meaning it's a holiday. I have basketball practice tom; and I don't plan to attend it. My mom just told me awhileago that John Robert Powers just called and asked me to go o their place tomorrow around 9 am -3 pm. I have decided to go and check things out. (Who knows? Something nice might turn out.) Now, the only problem is what I should wear tomorrow. I wanted to wear the casual clothes I wear during days. I wanted to show them the real me and not just any make up me. ;p Now, I decided to wear a long pants and a blue spagetti-strap with matching whit flat flip-flop. But now I'm having second thought. What if they don't like the real me. However, soething also popped up my mind and answered the question. They don't judge you by the what you wear, they judge you by how you bring your clothes into style. ;p You just have to got attitude and pose in the camera with your perfect smile. Hmm.. Now, that's not a bad one.. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113102420026634631?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113102420026634631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113102420026634631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113102420026634631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113102420026634631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-to-wear.html' title='what to wear??'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113098947242337656</id><published>2005-11-03T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T11:44:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fingers hurt..</title><content type='html'>Im at Amber's house once again. I'm trying to learn guitar and my fingers hurt bigtime! i having lines between my fingers.. waah! Haha.. But it was fun, playing the guitar. Hehe.. next time we see each other, I'll play you guys a song. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113098947242337656?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113098947242337656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113098947242337656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113098947242337656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113098947242337656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-fingers-hurt.html' title='my fingers hurt..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113093643116200118</id><published>2005-11-02T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T21:00:31.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my words to you..</title><content type='html'>Hay.. Its over and no more quarrels, ok?

To Melle's friends,
Please stop tagging on my shoutbox. My friends has already stopped doing so. But after they saw what Ralph and Vincent tagged. They burst in flames..

To my friends,
No more fighting anymore, ok? Thanks for everything. I really appreciated it. You guys are the best friends I ever have. I never really expected someone/anyone to defend me from all the insults I've been receiving.. Thanks a lot! (",)

To Melle,
Im really sorry.. I forgot to delete the foe thing in our website.. Can you forgive me? Let's start all over again. UHm, hi.. what's your name? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113093643116200118?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113093643116200118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113093643116200118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113093643116200118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113093643116200118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-words-to-you.html' title='my words to you..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113073125059984952</id><published>2005-10-31T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T12:00:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so miserable, so pathetic=I hate it..</title><content type='html'>My life is so misrable.
 I am so pathetic.
My mind is totally out of control.
My body moves by its own will.
My hands won't stop typing.
My mouth won't shut up.
My eyes keep on sheding tears.
My ears won't stop hearing.
MY nose won't stop BREATHING.
I hope everything would just go away,
all my problems, all the sufferings,
and all the challenges I might face.
I hate my life;
thus I hate myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113073125059984952?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113073125059984952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113073125059984952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113073125059984952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113073125059984952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-miserable-so-pathetici-hate-it.html' title='so miserable, so pathetic=I hate it..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113049354084449410</id><published>2005-10-28T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T17:59:00.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>United Nations Day Celebration!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Un Day today. I was Ms. Poland. Too bad my costume wasn't good enough to win first prize or to even be on the top ten. Bleh!

Anyway, Regine, Kimmie, Jewelyn and I met at Jam's house before 7 in the morning. I helped them dress up their costumes. Regine and Jam wore kimono's while Jewelyn and Kimmie wore Albania's clothes. After dressing up, we rode Regine's car to school. We would have walked to school if it wasn't raining so hard.

W had a Rosary Celebration and the judging of classroom in the morning. The Un Day celebration took place in the afternoon. We,the Un participants, just ramped in the middle of the gym while everybody cheered and took picture. Hehe..

Moving on...

After all the hard works and sacrifices we had done to make our class presentable to the judges, we didn't even win a single award, neither best  classroom nor best costume. I was so damn frustrated! It was totally unfair. They said Israel won becuse their tent was magnificent and that their environment was great. A tent? That's all? And they won because of it.  I haven't really seen the Israel, that is why I can't really judge their work because of what I have heard.. Hay.. There's nothing I can do about it.. It's what the judges want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113049354084449410?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113049354084449410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113049354084449410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113049354084449410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113049354084449410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/united-nations-day-celebration.html' title='United Nations Day Celebration!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113032842374524489</id><published>2005-10-26T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:07:03.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The game- and we won..!</title><content type='html'>Our class basketball team fought with the fourth year basketball (4-Yong) after dismissal today; and Apple played as one of the first five in their team. At first, we lost by ten points. But after Jim Ang stole the basketball from the opponent's team, the spirit of the players grew stronger. That's when our team catched up and won the game.

During the game, we all cheered and supported our class' basketball team especially Mek Mek who was our star player. However, I also cheered for the opposing team once in a while, namely for Apple, Reinald and Norman, (etc).

I was so happy even though I wasn't the one playing in the game. It was the first time our class won against the fourth year students. But I also felt sorry for the Yong. They were the only class that lost against our class.

PS..
I don't feel great. I want to just be alone all day and sleep. I hate myself--- totally....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113032842374524489?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113032842374524489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113032842374524489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113032842374524489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113032842374524489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/game-and-we-won_26.html' title='The game- and we won..!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-113032842233519768</id><published>2005-10-26T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:07:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The game- and we won..!</title><content type='html'>Our class basketball team fought with the fourth year basketball (4-Yong) after dismissal today; and Apple played as one of the first five in their team. At first, we lost by ten points. But after Jim Ang stole the basketball from the opponent's team, the spirit of the players grew stronger. That's when our team catched up and won the game.

During the game, we all cheered and supported our class' basketball team especially Mek Mek who was our star player. However, I also cheered for the opposing team once in a while, namely for Apple, Reinald and Norman, (etc).

I was so happy even though I wasn't the one playing in the game. It was the first time our class won against the fourth year students. But I also felt sorry for the Yong. They were the only class that lost against our class.

PS..
I don't feel great. I want to just be alone all day and sleep. I hate myself--- totally....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-113032842233519768?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/113032842233519768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=113032842233519768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113032842233519768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/113032842233519768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/game-and-we-won.html' title='The game- and we won..!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112997682117493527</id><published>2005-10-22T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T18:27:01.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so bored!!</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck here in the house the whole day. Arghh..! My parents and siblings aren't home yet. Waah! I'm so darn hungry.. Hehe.. I've been in the net and having to face the televison the whole day. My eyes hurts..  Huhhu.. Too much radiation. Haha..

I just realized something important and that is- "There is always a reason for everything."
No matter how I try to hate this saying, it always return back to my mind after sometime. I feel like my heart is in agony and I can't hold it any longer. I want to share it with someone who would care for me, someone who would comfort me and someone whom I can share my secrets to.. Back then, I thought I have found that someone. Yet now I felt like I've been wandering in space. I want to find that someone once again 'coz I know that someone will be the one who will give true smile to this pretty lonely face of mine. I always put a smile in my face and hides the fact that my heart is lonely as ever. Why do I have to feel this kind of emotions? Wouldn't it be better if we have no feelings at all. But then if that comes true, there wouldn't be any love in this world at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112997682117493527?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112997682117493527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112997682117493527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112997682117493527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112997682117493527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-bored.html' title='so bored!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112987900704335703</id><published>2005-10-21T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:16:47.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you guys..</title><content type='html'>I miss all my friends!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112987900704335703?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112987900704335703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112987900704335703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112987900704335703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112987900704335703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-miss-you-guys.html' title='i miss you guys..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112952552701815643</id><published>2005-10-17T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T13:05:27.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my my my</title><content type='html'>im at regine's house.. Going to study chem now.. ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112952552701815643?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112952552701815643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112952552701815643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112952552701815643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112952552701815643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-my-my.html' title='my my my'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112926291486104834</id><published>2005-10-14T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T12:08:34.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>party yesterday, exams today, problems solved?</title><content type='html'>We had our chinese exam today. I can't say it's easy, people might think I'm proud. I also can't say it's hard because it really isn't that hard. I think average is the right word. Haha.. (",)

Here I am again with my problem. Darn it! But before I tell you about my stupid damn problem of mine. I want to tell you guys first about the party we had for Cher yesterday. (",)

Ahya Bibs told us that we must all be present at exactly 7:30 or earlier. But because my twin doesn't want to go early, she fetched me at around 7:15. We arrived at Little Asia in Tomas Morato at exactly 8 in the evening. I thought we will have the grand entrance. Who knew that Stephen and Hubert came later than us. Haha.. So that makes us only semi-grand entrance. Hehe..(",)

I really had (fun?) in the party. Twin and I had our own world. We can't relate what they were talking about. Anyway, I let Bibs, Cher and Twin see the picture of garfield that can be found in my wallet. Bleh! Haha.(",) They say "thumbs up!". However, they also said he was kinda mayabang, maangas and siga looking. I told them it doesn't matter to me and that he is kind naman eh. Besides, he has a very cute smile. Haha.(",)

Now, my problem, well, garfield and I talked awhileago. I even told him that we won't be that close anymore especially now that he seats too far away from me. I barely see his face... I'm just glad Bibs gave me a good advice yesterday, that I must not ignore him and to keep getting close to him. He told me to talk to him so he'll know that I'll always be here for him,, always...(",)

The problem: My heart aches bacause I want to let him know how I feel but my little voice keep telling me that it's not good to be  the first one to tell him I like (love?) her. My little voice is right. It's not nice for a girl to confess her feeling to a guy... However, I don't think I can keep it that long.. My paramdam isn't working pa.. Hay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112926291486104834?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112926291486104834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112926291486104834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112926291486104834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112926291486104834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/party-yesterday-exams-today-problems.html' title='party yesterday, exams today, problems solved?'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112902383991429056</id><published>2005-10-11T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T15:36:06.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling into pieces, and there you are..</title><content type='html'>I have something in my mind and in my heart that won't let me sleep at night or concentrate in my studies. I tried all possible ways to forget about it and live my life the way I liked it. Unfortunately, they all ended in different disastrous way. I tried to act cheerful and glad at school but I ended up making a fool out of myself. I tried befriending new people but they ended up hating me. I tried to just forget about it by eating food but I ended up feeling sick. I can't tell my friends because I know they would just nag me about it and I just won't feel any better by the end of the day.

By the time I came home from school yesterday, I prayed to God. I told Him to give me a sign on what I should do in my situation. I told Him that forgetting about it is no use. After I did the sign of the cross, a name popped into my mind. I remembered the time when we were still so close, when he always gave me good advice whenever I have a problem. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Yes, the name is "garfield".

So I texted him as soon as I got hold of my cellphone. But before sending him the message, hypothetical questions popped into my mind. What if he think I'm such a flirt? What if he doesn't have a load? What if he is busy and that he doesn't have time to listen to my useless problems? I toom a deep breath, cleared my mind and told myself,"Knowing 'garfield", I know he is not that kind of guy."

I told him all about the problems that keep disturbing me. I told him how much I hated myself, the way I look, the way I move, the way I acted and the way I speak. I told him I always ended up hating myself by the end of each day. He gave me good advices. First, he told me to sleep it. I told him I already tried and that it was ineffective. Then he told me to just keep eating. However, I have already tried that and it was also ineffective. Lastly, he told me that it was too weird and that he couldn't think of any way anymore. With that, I laughed out loud and thought to myself,"He did it again. He always makes me laugh effortlessly whenever I'm sad or depressed." Whenever I'm near to fall into pieces, he comes along and evrything changes.

After all of that, I felt a little better. I went to school happilly and came home better than what I felt during the day. I guess all I have to do whenever I have a problem is to tell someone about it and look at the good side of things. I know this entry is S-U-P-E-R weird but I just feels like typing everything here in my blog and letting everything out. And I have to admit, I felt so much better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112902383991429056?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112902383991429056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112902383991429056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112902383991429056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112902383991429056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/falling-into-pieces-and-there-you-are.html' title='falling into pieces, and there you are..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112867788685982215</id><published>2005-10-07T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:38:06.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn these feelings of mine..</title><content type='html'>I've been having weird feelings nowadays, and I hate it so much. First, I had this complicated feelings I feel for Garfield. It's giving me a headache. I want to be who I was before, worry-free.

Then, here comes the feeling I just felt early this morning. The feeling where you think someone is mad at you or hates you for who you are. I don't want to have enemies. I just want to have more friends, is that too much to ask?

I hate these feelings. I just hope I could return back to who I was before. I want to listen to music, do my homework or just take a nap. I want to go back to the past. I hope all of this were just a dream, so that when I woke up, everything would return back to who I was before. I shall do so. I shall leave everything behind me. I shall move on once again. The question now is: Who am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112867788685982215?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112867788685982215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112867788685982215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112867788685982215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112867788685982215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/darn-these-feelings-of-mine.html' title='darn these feelings of mine..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112842240554598934</id><published>2005-10-04T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:40:05.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock On!</title><content type='html'>We had the contest for the Mutya ng Agham in the afternoon awhileago. Roanne Beth So was our mutya, her escort was Kervin. Roanne's sisters and yaya came to support her. They were the one who did her make-up and helped her in preparing for the upcoming Mutya contest.

 In the Sports part, Roanne wore a golf custume, a cute petty hat just like the hat jLO always wear, a white 3/4 pants and a green sleeveless top. She also had a (golfer?) in her hands. She looks so cute in it!

 In the Talent portiont, Roanne, Gianina and Jake (yes, Jake the tinapay, the egghead :p) had a band onstage and performed. It was like a concert. All 3-Ren (I hope) participated in singing the chorus part. Others were holding each others hands and raising them high above their heads. Some shouted with joy and excitement, ( that's what I did. :p). It was so loud and alive, as if an artist had really performed infront of everyone.

In the last portion, the Question and Answer portion, Roanne (and the other high school candidate) was asked to interpret a picture given. The one Roanne saw was a picture full og houses that had been destroyed and broken down. Her interpretation was that the goverment must reduce this kind of things and that it can bring no good to us people. She also said that these things makes our mother Earth looks more polluted and thrashed... blah blah blah.. I weren't able to hear most of it. But those words were the only thing I remembered, and I'm not even sure if they really were Roanne's answer. 

The special awards were announced and Roanne won two of them, Most Talented and Most whatsoever sportswear. Our class (or batch) roared and shouted "Roanne!! Roanne!!" again and again. Katz, from the other section also won a special award, but I couldn't remember what it was.

It's the final part, the Mutya will finally  be announced!
Second runner-up is Dianne Obsina!!
First runner-up is Marisse blah-blah-blah (I do not know her surname, I'm not even sure if the spelling of her name is correct)!!
The last but not the least, the winner for the contest Mutya ng Agham for the high school is non-other than the singer, the drummer, the guitarist and the composer, ROANNE SO, CANDIDATE # 12!!!

Yehey!! My mind started spinning. We won! We won! We actually won! We finally won! Our class had been a loser in the past few months, but now we finally won! We all actually did it. Even though Roanne was the candidate, everyone participate in many different ways.

When I got home, I asked myself, "What is the reason? Why did we won?" THen many different answers popped into my mind. The reasons we won is because we all supported Roanne and helped her won the mutya contest. We prayed to God and asked His assistance early in the morning together with Ma'am Mara. We all helped in making the banners that were raised up high during the whole contest/performance. WE all helped cut and make confetties that fell from above the stage and to the band. (This was done by the boy, Larson and the others) We all cheered for Roanne and the band as well. All of us supported her with all our hearts and with God beside us. We didn't lose hope. WE had our faith strengthen, that's the reason why we won. We all cooperated with one another! (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112842240554598934?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112842240554598934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112842240554598934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112842240554598934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112842240554598934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/10/rock-on.html' title='Rock On!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112798744180215010</id><published>2005-09-29T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T17:50:41.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just let it out..</title><content type='html'>I had found the true answer my heart is questioning me for a long time now. I've realizes that what I feel for Raf Raf is nothing but a friend, no more no less. I think I just got infatuated because I found out that he likes me. Maybe because I only started liking him because I know that he likes me. And for me, that's not love at all. Because I didn't feel any click in him at all. It's not what my heart yearns for.

I've been alone this two weeks and I didn't think of anything at all but study, myself and food. I dared myself not to think about Raf Raf, and about boys. I successful did and I found out that boys isn't everything at all.

My heart started pounding as soon as I saw him. I had the click when I'm with him. I smile whenever I see him. What I feel for CoNn is exactly the same thing as I feel for him. But there's a big problem.. my friend likes him. However, she told me that her love for him is fading away. Yet I don't think it's that way. I still think she'll get hurt if I told her I fell in love with him... I told Ralph and Muy Moy about it. They're the only ones I can really trust. I also trust my other friends but they might think ill of me when they found out I love him.. My god.. I wouldn't even like to think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112798744180215010?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112798744180215010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112798744180215010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112798744180215010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112798744180215010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-let-it-out.html' title='just let it out..'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112781289963426439</id><published>2005-09-27T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:21:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' day!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Teachers' Day!!  HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!! Hehe!

WE had Mr. Franz Sy and Ms. Chester Cheng as our math teacher a while ago. Then, we also had Audwin, Jessica Impas and Jeremy as our filipino teachers. Afterwards, we had Andrew Uy as our English teacher. You might be wondering why the students became the teachers. Let me fill you up with the details. You see, every Teachers' Day, students are convinced by the teachers to become teachers for the day to replace them. Gets? Haha.. My english is kinda pathetic. hehe.

Anyway,  after lunch, we had a program. Awards were awarded to the teachers. Hehe.. Ma'am Mara got two awards!!! Yehey!!! Jubille and I shouted at the top of our lungs. Woohoo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112781289963426439?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112781289963426439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112781289963426439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112781289963426439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112781289963426439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; day!!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112772608913426122</id><published>2005-09-26T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:14:49.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got into the science mutya!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey! I got good news for you all. I wrote letters for the teachers yesterday, I just dropped them off early in the morning. That's when I found out that I forgot to write letters for Sir Macahig, Ma'am Joyce and Li Shan Shan Law She. I think I better do it later on.

Anyway,  WE got into the top six of mutya. Too bad the zhi got the fourth place and we only ended up in the fifth place. But at least we got in. We have to win this mutya!!

Tomorrow is teachers' day. We will have student- teachers to teach us instead of the teachers. That would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112772608913426122?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112772608913426122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112772608913426122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112772608913426122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112772608913426122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/got-into-science-mutya.html' title='got into the science mutya!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112753186813386584</id><published>2005-09-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T11:17:48.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A party at a magnificent house</title><content type='html'>My grandfather’s friend invited us to their house to party and welcome our visitors from China. The visitors we had today in our house were the members of the Department of Tourism in China. They were also the ones who toured us around China every time we visited.

            Anyway, the house was located inside Corinthians. I’ve been there a couple of times and thought to myself, “Here I am again.” However, those thoughts changed as I stepped inside the doorway of their house. “It ‘s magnificent!” I said to myself.  The first thing we saw as we enter they’re living room is their diamond figurine standing opposite of the front door.

Dinnertime, I stood up, put the food on the plate and sat down at the empty chair beside the owner who complimented that I’m beautiful and so is my pink skirt. I ate my food as ladylike as possible which I usually do when I eat outside. I drank the miso soup the waiter handed to me. After finish eating, I saw a man carrying a halo-halo. I was about stand up and get some  when the waiter came up to me and told me if I wanted to have a halo-halo. ” Just in time!” I thought. I nod and he took my dirty plate away and returned with a halo-halo in his hand. I ate the halo-halo.

After eating halo-halo, I decided to taste the tiramisu which I saw in the other table. I stood up, got a plate and put a tiramisu on my plate. I sat down again and ate. It was delicious and sweet.

Later on, my auntie told me to go find our other companions who went to sing in the other room. I stood up as she did and walked to the room beside the place where we ate. The room we went if the theatre room. They had a big white sheet hanging in the wall and an lcd is being flashed from a device hanging in the ceiling. It was the same as what we use in our computer lab. By the time, it got a little late, my grandfather decided to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112753186813386584?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112753186813386584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112753186813386584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112753186813386584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112753186813386584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/party-at-magnificent-house.html' title='A party at a magnificent house'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112753164488350948</id><published>2005-09-20T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T11:14:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day today</title><content type='html'>I went to Kho Association Autumnal Festival today. I met a lot of people, old and new. I met Val, Atchi Lanie, the twins, Robert and Robinson. They were the ones I was with when I was still playing badminton. I missed them a lot.

            In the party, we had a dice game once again. I was with my cousins, Atchi Abip and Ahya Adik, my father and my sister. We invited my mom and my little brother too but they were too busy studying.

            After eating dinner, the dice game started. Ahya Adik and I were in one table, and the others were separated. By the end of the game, I won 650 php, Ahya Adik won 350 php only. My dad gave his share to my little brother. I had additional money to but a tiara. I was thinking of buying a tiara for the prom. They say the theme is fantasy. I decided to wear the yellow gown I wore in my godfather’s wedding. I was also thinking of wearing a tiara and a yellow hood with it to make me look like a princess lost in the forest. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112753164488350948?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112753164488350948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112753164488350948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112753164488350948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112753164488350948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-day-today.html' title='My day today'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112694320561919807</id><published>2005-09-17T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:46:45.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCIAL STUDIES HOMEWORK</title><content type='html'>1. Draw a map of the ancient Italy, highlight important geographical locations, forms, and conditions.

2. Make a topic outline of the historical development of the Roman civilization from the time of the Etruscans up to the decline of the Roman Empire in 476 AD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112694320561919807?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112694320561919807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112694320561919807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694320561919807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694320561919807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/social-studies-homework.html' title='SOCIAL STUDIES HOMEWORK'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112694272445273009</id><published>2005-09-17T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:38:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAS vs. PCHS</title><content type='html'>I’m having a very terrible today. I was supposed to go to the Rotary Club this morning. Guess what happened? My siblings didn’t bother to go to school when they woke up at exactly seven in the morning, thus, causing me to be unable to go to the Rotary Interaction. Later on, I received Chen Chu a.k.a. Regine’s text saying she won’t be able to go to the rotary because she needed to check her blood. By nine o’clock, Bhebang called me and told me that only John and Ann Marie were there. He asked my why I didn’t go. I later found out that Regine and Jubille didn’t go to the rotary either.

     I’m now stuck here at home, if not sleeping, watching television. I felt so bored here. I wanted to go out but my mom wouldn’t allow me to do so cause I feel a little feverish. I think Muy Moy went to watch the last game for the Federation. SPAS vs. PCHS. It’s so obvious who’s gonna win. PCHS is the strongest of them all. A little SPAS like us won’t even have a chance. We’ll just be humiliated. SPAS already lost to LRA, my ex-school. It was too embarrassing for me to even face my LRA-friends afterwards. Now that Mek is out of the varsity, wouldn’t the team look more like a loser? Hey! I really had to admit, Mek Mek is the only great player I see during almost all of the game who really brings the ball. The other players did well in shooting too of course, but without Mek, the team is nothing compared to PCHS.
      Doing nothing here at home, I decided to surf the net. I’ll be checking my mail and etc. I think I’ll fix my website too. Hehe.. See Yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112694272445273009?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112694272445273009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112694272445273009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694272445273009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694272445273009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/spas-vs-pchs.html' title='SPAS vs. PCHS'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112753136499552012</id><published>2005-09-16T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T11:09:25.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila Hotel</title><content type='html'>I went to Manila Hotel to attend a party with my father and sister noontime today after dropping off my mother and my cousin, Aileen, at Abad Santos street. Sheena, my sister’s bestfriend, was the usher. (btw, the usher is the one who entertains the visitor.) She wore kim pao , a Chinese long dress with a slit in both sides. Sheena was small and petite, but the dress looked really good on her. There was also a raffle contest during the party. I got the #5, my sister got #14 and my father got #13. Guess what? None of us got any prize! Anyway, the food was awesome. The mushrooms aren’t that delicious because it’s a little sour, but the Mixed Seafood Spinach Soup tasted great! On our way home, I met my batch mate, Buddha. He seems a little shock to see me, I guess. How did I know? His face expression shows it all!

            We, my family and I, went to Robinson’s Place to go shopping afterwards. My mom bought this new hideous striped polo for a hundred pesos and she also bought build-it-yourself-materials for designing our house (room?). My sister bought seeds of the everlasting daisies. I keep teasing her that the seed she would plant would die in no time. Haha..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112753136499552012?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112753136499552012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112753136499552012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112753136499552012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112753136499552012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/manila-hotel.html' title='Manila Hotel'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112694131205185444</id><published>2005-09-11T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:15:12.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an Adventure!</title><content type='html'>I went to Chiang Kai Shek College today to watch a match between our school and Sun Yat Sen. SPAS obviously won. Therefore, that’s 3 win and 3 lose. Hehe. I admit our players may not be that good as the Philadelphia or PCHS players, but they were improving. Yehey! 

 By the way, I had something funny to tell you. You know Muy Moy, a.k.a. Reneeby? Well, we went downstairs to buy snacks for the both of us. At the elevator on our way down, we were able to meet  Damasco, who coincidentally is also on his way down with his friend. At the elevator, Muy Moy accidentally pushed the close button as Damasco was about to enter the elevator! Hahaha! They say Damasco is not cute or handsome. They say he is not good-looking. However, if you ask my opinion, I really like his looks. His face is so cute and round. 

 After the game, I went home by myself. I rode this kalesa. Right in the middle of the intersection, the horse went slightly out of control. I was kinda scared; it was my first time to see a horse getting so matigas ang ulo. When the horse was finally parked properly at the side of the road, I told the old man to just drop me off. I gave him the payment at exactly forty pesos which he wouldn’t accept. Nevertheless, because I felt pity for an old man like him working so hard, I insisted him to take the money. I walked from Reina Regente to Gandara. It’s a bit long and far but I managed to come home safe and sound. I wouldn’t like to ride a kalesa anymore. This once experience would keep me away from doing so. 

 When I arrived home, I told my mom about my adventure. She didn’t freak out or anything like that. She just told me that things like that happen once in a while. I was also surprised that she didn’t scold me for being out longer than what I have told her. Guess she’s in the mood today. (“,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112694131205185444?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112694131205185444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112694131205185444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694131205185444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694131205185444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-adventure.html' title='What an Adventure!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112694088814144711</id><published>2005-09-10T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:08:08.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>My father, my little brother and I went to Uncle Arsenio’s house after dropping my mother and sister off at Gloria Maris Restaurant behind CCP. I ate a plate of Carbonara and a half-plate of lobster. It was so delicious. After eating, we played pua tiong chiu, also known as Autumn dice game. Six dices, a bowl and a price for each winning are needed in this game. Here’s how to play the game. Every person gets a chance to roll the dices once every each round, you get a price when you get 1 to 3 number 4 dices, 2 3 of the same number and 3 2 of the same number, etc.. I can’t remember all of the rules. Anyway, the jiong wan, also known as the grand prizes is won by having 4 number 4 or 4 number 1. However, it depends on who gets the highest number. For example, if you got 4 number 4 and 2 number 5, and I got 4 number 4 and 2 number 6, then I got the highest number which means I get the jiong wan. Nevertheless, always remember that one is always bigger than 4. Example, if you got 4 number 4 and 2 number 6, and I got 5 number one and one number 2, then I got the highest number because one is higher than 4 meaning I get the grand prize. 

 Anyway, my little brother got the jiong wan and I only got the same amount (or less) of that of the prize money in the grand prize. Then, ice cream was served. After eating ice cream, Ten-Ten, a grade six SJ student, invited me to play basketball with them. We played a three on three game. The court was too small and it was so hard for me to move around. However, we weren’t able to finish the game. It was already past 11 and it was time for us to go home. 

 When we arrived home, Raf Raf called. I don’t know why.. Whenever he doesn’t call me, my heart feels uncomfortable and I can’t sleep well. I even feel sad when he doesn’t text me “morning” every morning or “goodnight” every night. Does this mean, I like him? Can’t possibly be, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112694088814144711?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112694088814144711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112694088814144711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694088814144711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112694088814144711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/autumn-festival.html' title='Autumn Festival'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112625773532405579</id><published>2005-09-09T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:22:15.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Distribution</title><content type='html'>“Card distribution- today?” is the first thing I had in mind when I woke up this morning. I did a lot of preparations a week before. I really have to thank Sir Sison someday. He was the one who gave me an idea how to break it up to my parents. He told us that we must break it up gently to avoid being scolded or anything rash. I did what we were told. I asked Ma’am Mara how many failing marks I had. By that time, I knew I’m going to fail two subjects- Filipino and Science. I had a reason for it. I failed Filipino because it’s really hard for me to understand the deep words Ma’am De Vega uses during class. I failed Science (Chemistry) because I really can’t understand the processes needed to be done to get the electron thingy, etc. At home or during breaks, I get the concept and the way to get electro negativity and stuff. However, by the time we were having the test, my mind goes “BOOM!” My mind would go blank and the way of finding this-and-that would be scrambled. Get the point?
      Anyway, by the afternoon, around 3 o’clock to 3:30 pm, card was distributed. The parents stood outside of our classroom while Ma’am Mara sat at the center in front of the room. One by one, the parents of my classmates came in and talked to Ma’am Mara. Tita Nitz came and I told her to get my card for me because my mom is not yet around (and to prevent my Mom from talking to my adviser). Well, guess what? She did. I called my Mom later on to tell her that I already have the card and I will wait for her arrival. I tried calling thrice but no one’s answering the phone. On my fourth try, My Mom picked up the phone and asked my why I called. She forgot that today was the card distribution! I told my Mom she don’t need to come to school anymore because I already had my card in my hands and that I am going to ride the bus home. Then I hung up. I never really thought it would end up this way. It was totally the opposite of what I had in mind. I had imagined myself a couple of times climbing down the stairs with my Mom who kept talking how terrible my grade was while my classmates looked at me. Thank God it didn’t happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112625773532405579?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112625773532405579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112625773532405579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112625773532405579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112625773532405579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/card-distribution.html' title='Card Distribution'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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-10894978.post-112625769137155996</id><published>2005-09-08T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:21:31.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mama Mary!</title><content type='html'>Today, we celebrated Mama Mary’s Birthday. We had an altar in our classroom wherein the statue of Mama Mary is placed with two lighted candles beside it in both sides and flower petal scattered around the statue. We also had sampaguita clinging on to the hands of Mama Mary’s statue. Sarah was the one who brought the statue. Angel brought the sampaguita. Franz also brought balloons for everyone. We wrote everything we want to tell Mama Mary on the balloon. Some wrote about “Sana makita ko siya.” Others wrote, “Please tell him/her that I will always be here for her.” Still others wrote , “I want world peace!” I wrote a lot of things. The one thing I can’t forget in what I wrote was, “I wishing you would find the right guy for Me.” Lolz. I know it’s a little bit funny but it’s the first thing that popped into my mind. Therefore, I decided to write it down.
    
     We had classes during the day and in the afternoon. We only celebrated Mama Mary’s birthday during lunch break from 11:30 am to 12:50 pm. We ate the palabok Chester bought for us, the cake from Goldilocks by Jake, the buko pie brought by Matilda and the coke in can that I brought. We had so much fun. I even had a second round at that time.

     After eating, we all went down with Ma’am Mara while singing the Happy Birthday Song. We stood under the heat forming a circle while Ma’am Mara stood at the center of the circle. Ma’am Mara was the first one to let go of her balloon and me and my classmates followed. It was great. We can see the balloons flying upward and away from us. We just hope that our wishes would someday come true and all our sins shall be forgiven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10894978-112625769137155996?l=cutiegalstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/feeds/112625769137155996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10894978&amp;postID=112625769137155996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112625769137155996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10894978/posts/default/112625769137155996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutiegalstar.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-mama-mary.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mama Mary!'/><author><name>gRyShEe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10579326968011513929</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>
