<?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-4859507651475545774</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:23:38.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CaptainBull</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-162137925178262493</id><published>2010-05-05T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:07:16.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I've learned my lesson."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or so I told myself. Did I really? :/ Sith. Forget it. My mind is nowhere near my body. I say but don't do. I warn but don't listen. I think but don't believe. I've come to the point where a lot of things make me paranoid. I think twice-twice but still I become unsure of a lot of things. When did this happen? :&lt; I don't know how to handle a lot of things to the point where I just want to forget it all and never face it but... it'll find me wherever I go. I've made irrevocable mistakes before but this one just hit me on the spot. It's affected me ever since and I thought I've made my peace but no. All this time I've been telling myself &lt;i&gt; 'I'm alright, everything is fine now.'&lt;/i&gt; turns out I've been lying to myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;tragic&lt;/b&gt; isn't it?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not understand therefore I cannot comprehend." How troublesome. I want to &lt;b&gt;cry&lt;/b&gt;. I don't need this right now. Not now. Save me :( I don't want to have another scar. Not this time &gt;&lt; Lord, I have a lot to thank for. If it weren't for You I would've been destroyed. Help me to see the error of my ways and this time help me to fully understand and learn from it. I pray that I will look to You this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-162137925178262493?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/162137925178262493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2010/05/second-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/162137925178262493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/162137925178262493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2010/05/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-8143181168102084125</id><published>2009-11-09T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:07:51.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Semester is Officially OVER!!</title><content type='html'>Woot! :o) I haven't blogged in a long time mahn :p Well it just proved that i'm a busy person - or so I say hihi. Anyhooo, first sem is officially over mahn! I just saw my final grades today (except for humanities.. who cares) and I'm proud to say.. I PASSED EVERYTHING! Although I'm a little disappointed with my grades this semester. I was aiming for at least a 1. something in Graphics, oh well, who am I to complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, my design and vistech grades did not change at all!D: Sir is so mean, i bet gi tapul na toh -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we officially started our "first day" for second sem.. aweee :D We had a lot of vacant time today so all we did was chat hehe. OH! Our math subject mahn! We're only 17 people and the prof said if we don't reach 20 the subject will be dissolved! NUUU D: We might end up in some other college and we'll be separated :( I just hope we reach exactly 20! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! I are sleepy NAW! i can barely open my eyes so now i shall go to sleep.. nyt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-8143181168102084125?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/8143181168102084125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-semester-is-officially-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8143181168102084125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8143181168102084125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-semester-is-officially-over.html' title='First Semester is Officially OVER!!'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-1996486601034450321</id><published>2009-10-19T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T04:46:25.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Reunion 2</title><content type='html'>Weeew!! Haven't blogged in a long time. hehe. Anyhoo I got a great piece to blog about today :) It's was about 4 months ago when I last saw H4 with those who went to Manila. At that time it was a good-bye get-together... well now is a welcome back get-together. Yes, today I was finally able to see, not all, but most of H4 here at home.YEY! They certainly lit up my world :) Kenley, Nigel, James, Clarence and Todd were present! I know Todd doesn't go to school in Manila but we barely see him here in Cebu hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo everyone waited in Ayala and I was to pick them up. I forgot to thinking about the capacity of the car so you could there was a kind of glitch in the system. Fortunately, Leigh knew how to drive and brought his car with him so we divided the group. Most of the girls rode in my car along with Nigel Kenley and Paul while I, the owner of the car rode with Leigh, I had to direct the way else they'd get lost. So it was Leigh, me, James (who was eating dim sum in the front seat), Mike( who was squishing me!!!), Todd and Clarence in Leigh's car. So we were on our way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived the guys played basketball dayon while the girls were upstairs in my dad's room watching "The Ugly Truth." Leigh and Paul were watching with us. Since Mon was the only one who brought food we had to ask Berta who was still coming to bring food. When he arrived, I didn't actually think he'd bring the whole junkfood section with him o.O Okay so maybe he brought waaaay too much snacks at least we had snacks. Muriel wasn't able to make it because she had stuffs to do at school. She was willing to catch up but then she thought it was too late already. Don't wori Muriel there'll be a next time :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, we decided to call up the guys so we could watch "Stay Alive" together. It's a horror movie where the video game that the main characters were playing came true. It was a ladda fun!!! Most of them were screaming.. Patty and James the best! Todd, Mike and Nigel were at the back busy with food. I took lotsa pics of the pips screaming their hearts out wahahahaha! Paul was busy opening ALL of the snacks Berta bought for us. It was like he was forcing himself to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the screaming part was a ladda fun. After watching that movie we took a break and walked around.. still in my dads room. Others were outside in the garden while others were playing with the piano. The guys were telling nonsense, corny jokes to which we laughed because..well... not that the joke was funny but the fact that it was corny. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that time Mon remembered she brought the DVD of H4 I made long before. We decided to watch it :) Stay Alive made us scream but the DVD, even though it was only for 30 min, made us laugh real hard! Yes, nonsense videos that we took during our break, and NOT our break, in school were viewed. Well I can certainly say we were bunch of neurotic, nonsense people... neurotic, nonsense-cute people to say the least :) While the fun lasted... we can't stop time from moving on ergo the gang had to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely I'll be having more moments like this in the future. The best thing about good-byes is that it gives us the thrill of seeing each other again in the future. Time so short spent with these hobos can surely last me a lifetime :D ILABU GAYS~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ca-Ca-Carolyn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-1996486601034450321?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/1996486601034450321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/10/mini-reunion-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1996486601034450321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1996486601034450321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/10/mini-reunion-2.html' title='Mini Reunion 2'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5953123725162360288</id><published>2009-09-06T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:14:14.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Bee Tea House</title><content type='html'>Hurah for yesterday! ^^ Yesterday morning we had our CWTS again with Ma'am "Serena". Ugh. She's so annoying and so nonsense. She's a re ed teacher and yet she keeps saying the word "damn." I seriously get irked by her -.-" Anyhooo~ After CWTS we went to Ayala with Mon, Kat, Bam2x, Mak2x, Dave, and Yangco. Bam2x invited Papa Ronnie along as well :)) We ate at Shakey's and the pips ordered mojos and ceasar's salad... eck. :)) We also ordered pizzaaa!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lunch (so full btw -.-) we were supposed to watch District 9 but then it wasn't on the cinemas so we ended up hanging out in SBC!! yeah!! :D Didn't order anything though.. was so fuulll.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After SBC we went to Bubble Bee Tea House for some Naicha. We had to split up since Ronnie brought a small car. Bam2x, Kat, Dave, and Mon took a taxi and me, Yangco, Mak2x rode with Ronnie :)) we didn't know where Bubble Bee Tea House was so we had a really fun triip!!! :)) We circled the air con building of CDU trying to look for Bubble Bee Tea House :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo we found where the building was and we spent errr about 5 hours in Bubble Bee just laughing and drinking TEA!!! Such a fun night!! :D:D Papa Ronnie gave us some advice about college pud and we really got inspired! Mini wave for Papa Ronnie n_n :)) Anyhoooo I think I've finally found the right people to be with in college :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5953123725162360288?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5953123725162360288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/09/bubble-bee-tea-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5953123725162360288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5953123725162360288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/09/bubble-bee-tea-house.html' title='Bubble Bee Tea House'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5207518168576354465</id><published>2009-08-22T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:10:07.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Your Helmet On</title><content type='html'>...Get me out of this cavern or i'll cave in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5207518168576354465?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5207518168576354465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-your-helmet-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5207518168576354465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5207518168576354465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-your-helmet-on.html' title='Keep Your Helmet On'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5282821151816826622</id><published>2009-08-12T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:34:52.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt; People say not to dwell in the past coz' it has passed and will never come again but, oh boy, do I wish I could do it again and again. It's not that I want to keep reliving my past life, I know I should expect something new and entirely different from what I had before. I can't deny that I'm scared, "what if the future isn't as good as the past?" Normally, I would choose the time where I felt best. I know a lot of answers to my questions but, as usual, I'm being stubborn in facing the truth, reality scares me. Dwelling in past could ruin the betterment of my experiences in the future. I should be grateful what happened to me in the past happened. My past is what makes me who I am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I was viewing our Fresh Meet 0'9 pics and our pics in high school, I can't help but notice how incomplete we are. Everyone is truly unique, no one can fill the shoes of the people I've shared my time with, whether good or bad. College is fun, yes, the people are fun and interesting, but they're not HS4. I already know I shouldn't seek for what's not there and learn to accept what is before me. The memory of it all is still fresh until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My craving to have the old times back is a temporary phase in which all fresh graduates feel. For us, we were like a family wherein we completed each other. We made each other whole. What lies ahead scares me and I can't face it alone. I know God has prepared a road for me and I just have to drive on it. There are moments where I want to take a U-turn and head back to where I feel the safest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like time I spent with HS4 was so short. It meant everything to me, even the nonsense stuffs, they added flavor to our stories. I'm confused T_T I'm happy with my decision to take Architecture because it's what I wanted but the pressure I feel is heavy and I need someone to lean on once in a awhile. For us, HS4, everyone would be lending their shoulders and always ready to catch you when you fall. SIGH. It's never gonna be the same. We said it ourselves. You said it yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about it gets me teary-eyed. The moment I see everyone again, I know, I will surely cry. If I see everyone even for just a day. I know others have got it worse than I am but this is how I really feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Reality. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...such a scary place to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5282821151816826622?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5282821151816826622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-say-not-to-dwell-in-past-coz-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5282821151816826622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5282821151816826622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-say-not-to-dwell-in-past-coz-it.html' title=''/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-6797086959839705203</id><published>2009-08-10T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:11:15.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Pressure</title><content type='html'>I may not literally show it but I'm actually really pressure inside. I keep sighing a lot these days and wrinkles are starting to show up on my forehead! HU-HU T_T It's so difficult to just smile coz little bits of problems, though they may be small, are piling up and bringing me down. I've always been a positive thinker but whenever open up my mind to reality, somehow, reality brings me down. It's like i'm on a narrow path and i have to be careful not to see the cliff into which i might fall in. &lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me strength to endure all these.... If this goes on, i know one day i might actually break and i don't want my friends to see me like that. I know i have to be strong for you, for me, and for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My head aches... &lt;br /&gt;...My body is sore...&lt;br /&gt;...I'm dehydrated...&lt;br /&gt;...I lack sleep...&lt;br /&gt;...My back hurts... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These are just things that happen along the process. When i've actually accomplish and reached the end of my destination, i know i'll forget all those things and i i'll feel a hundred times much better than ever. I just pray Lord, that along the way I won't break and give up. I just need to trust in YOU and... of course... BREATHE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-6797086959839705203?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/6797086959839705203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/08/college-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6797086959839705203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6797086959839705203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/08/college-pressure.html' title='College Pressure'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-2952043889889672960</id><published>2009-07-25T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:45:31.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise You In This Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;... I really, really love this song so much n_n ... &lt;br /&gt;... Hopefully this will help everyone out there ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;and wiped our tears away,&lt;br /&gt;stepped in and saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say amen&lt;br /&gt;and it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;as the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;and as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise&lt;br /&gt;the God who gives and takes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And I'll praise you in this storm&lt;br /&gt;and I will lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;for You are who You are&lt;br /&gt;no matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;and every tear I've cried&lt;br /&gt;You hold in your hand&lt;br /&gt;You never left my side&lt;br /&gt;and though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry to You&lt;br /&gt;and raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;my strength is almost gone how can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;if I can't find You&lt;br /&gt;and as the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;and as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise&lt;br /&gt;the God who gives and takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes onto the hills&lt;br /&gt;where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes onto the hills&lt;br /&gt;where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-2952043889889672960?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/2952043889889672960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/praise-you-in-this-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2952043889889672960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2952043889889672960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/praise-you-in-this-storm.html' title='Praise You In This Storm'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3760401143075210314</id><published>2009-07-20T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:15:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Hero Journey</title><content type='html'>Among all people there are legends and stories that try to describe journey of one human life on earth. All sorts of stories are now constantly offered to us by advertisers, the "gods and goddesses" of mass entertainment, governments, organizations. It is not a question of whether we will have one, but which one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we believe a myth of life, hidden possibility breaks through into the everyday. Power t imagine and expect future is aroused. Particular crises, situations and disasters can be understood, digested, handled. We can walk into life, rather than trying to fly or crawl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we have no identity (do not know who we dependably are) unless we are constantly weaving together all that happens to us into come "story of my life." Without a thread of story, we get lost in the labyrinth, our self is so fragile that it disappears! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is danger that all of us want to remain in a state of sleepy dreaming and undifferentiated friendliness with all about is. That we think life consists of impulse release of our hunger for pleasure. So much so that no strength of character ever happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a myth - found in the folk wisdom of peoples - that this is a precarious world; that to become man means to become some unique and tested particularity that can offer life freshly to those about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; - Taken from RE ED 10 book "The Longing and Searching for God" - &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3760401143075210314?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3760401143075210314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-as-hero-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3760401143075210314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3760401143075210314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-as-hero-journey.html' title='Life as a Hero Journey'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5787173115011282321</id><published>2009-07-19T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:04:18.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise to Sunset</title><content type='html'>Mood: Hopeful &lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Sunset, 1989 &lt;br /&gt;Eating: (Going to eat...) ice candy ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Actual Time of Blogging: (something's wrong with my net time) 11:30 p.m - 12:00 am&lt;br /&gt;chatting with: Muriel ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned about my experience is to never lose your ground. Those times were the hardest for me, the worst times of my life yet. I'm not sure if there will come a time where I'll go through that again. &gt;&lt; There were a lot of moments where I just wanted to give up and disappear. I just wanted to leave everything behind. I didn't want to face the irony of it all. If I think about it, even like right now, my obvious expression would be "o___O waaaat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that got me through was GOD. He truly kept His eternal promise to help me rise up and face the sunrise. He still helped me even though I doubted Him a lot. I never let go. No matter how much i wanted to, i never did. Oh, it was hard yes, but if i did let go, i'd never be where i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't believe in your own potential to be able to conquer the mountains of life, just keep holding and move on. When you're on the brink of letting go, God will catch your hands and  pull you up. I don't mean it literally, He will use any means possible like through your friends or family. God will use everything around you to get you to be with HIM... any means possible. God loves you that much. He will do anything to get you to be with Him even if it means to break you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is ever-faithful to us and we should be faithful to Him as well. At times like these, we should know that it's His set of footprints and not ours. He is really close to us during our worst times because He knows we need Him so much -- how about us, do we know we need HIM? Sometimes we forget that He's even there. God should always come first in everything. I constantly remind myself that and He is my way through everything... IS HE YOURS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;br /&gt;GOD will never forget you. He rewards your hard works...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5787173115011282321?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5787173115011282321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunrise-to-sunset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5787173115011282321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5787173115011282321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunrise-to-sunset.html' title='Sunrise to Sunset'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-9085919369350711763</id><published>2009-07-08T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:10:59.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bawi Gyud :&gt;</title><content type='html'>Weeeee! Today we feel so accomplished! Today was tiring but still, we made it on time and sir actually helped out this time. :D P.E. was, again, sooooo tiring, I can barely lift my arms -.- I feel so weak mahn. Since yesterday, Geller and I have been having a hard time laughing or moving because of REALLY sore bodies -- our ribs, to be specific. After doing knee-bent curl ups WITHOUT stretching, it's like hell. I can barely laugh coz it feels like someone is ripping my rib cage off. It's really painful mahn! And no, it doesn't help when people poke it. Today we did push-ups, and I have a really bad feeling about my shoulders tomorrow. My body is falling off &gt;&lt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after p.e. was design. We weren't at all excited about it coz we know it was gonna be hard work. In the end, we had fun and we learned to appreciate Sir Puerto better. Clearly we should be thankful since other blocks are soooooooo behind in design. People from block A said they haven't started with their first plate and we were already on our second plate -- incoming third and fourth to be submitted next week. Anyway, feeling kaayo Sir Puerto awhile ago, Geller said two teachers were praising him daw kay freshmen pa mi then layu na daw mi waahahahaha bayaaaa~ He was smiling inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design room was so dirty from Styrofoam debris &gt;&lt; Buang sad si Bam2x sige play kay "snow" daw... Kaluoy intawn sa mu limpyo. Anyway, after finishing the plate, we felt so relieved and relaxed. We are starting to adjust to Sir Puerto, hopefully he won't change back to his old, cold, and unapproachable self before. I mean, he's still unapproachable but at least he doesn't give us the "look of rejection." He was so smiley in humanities. Nag joke-joke pa baya... wahahahaa!!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. ohh!!!!!!!! We bought shirts today!!! We finally were able to reserve the "yellow pad" and "star bucks" t-shirt. We wanted to buy other designs but no more mula so we bought three instead. The third shirt was "Top 6." You have to see the shirt to understand why it's called Top 6. I don't like how they say the name of the shirt though, so disturbing. Ohhh!!!!! The people who were selling the shirts were so cuuute!!! so funny gyud!!!! T.H kaayo nag english sakit na kaayo amu ribs sige katawa! They were so cute gyud!! "OMGSH nag nosebleed na ko" =))=))=)) baga gyud nawng sa mga CAFA people oi &gt;&lt; There was once a guy was bringing a small stroller nga barbie -- PINK p a gyud =))=)) He didn't even care people were staring :)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun, honestly, grabe kaayo mi katawa today :)). Which sucks kay every time we laugh mu sakit gyud amu ribs. Hopefully this will be gone tomorrow. Amu nasad toh awayun si John Lloyd.... salig lang taga DB. Dah! Gi pahawa ni Puerto ganiha! wahahahaha!!! Salig lang na siya third year na dah! Sige pa gyud pangaway, sumbong gyud na siya namu ni Junnie :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously, a bookstore NEEDS to open in tc... &gt;&lt; we shop EVERY WEEK.. sometimes in between pa gyud. Sige nalang ka hurot ang stocks sa National Bookstore. Bisag atbang lang sa school gud. Anyway.... my eyes are getting dry... i still need to figure out graphics.. basig mag emo nasad toh si Raagas. Hai naku. Sige, that's all for now. Turrah ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-9085919369350711763?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/9085919369350711763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bawi-gyud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/9085919369350711763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/9085919369350711763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bawi-gyud.html' title='Bawi Gyud :&gt;'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3463359010887083358</id><published>2009-07-06T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:26:52.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You Be There by Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hold Me&lt;br /&gt;Like The River Jordan&lt;br /&gt;And I Will Then Say To Thee&lt;br /&gt;You Are My Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry Me&lt;br /&gt;Like You Are My Brother&lt;br /&gt;Love Me Like A Mother&lt;br /&gt;Would You Be There?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weary&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me Will You Hold Me&lt;br /&gt;When Wrong, Will You Skold Me&lt;br /&gt;When Lost Will You Find Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But They Told Me&lt;br /&gt;A Man Should Be Faithful&lt;br /&gt;And Walk When Not Able&lt;br /&gt;And Fight Till The End&lt;br /&gt;But I'm Only Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's Taking Control Of Me&lt;br /&gt;Seems That The World's&lt;br /&gt;Got A Role For Me&lt;br /&gt;I'm So Confused&lt;br /&gt;Will You Show To Me&lt;br /&gt;You'll Be There For Me&lt;br /&gt;And Care Enough To Bear Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hold Me) show me&lt;br /&gt;(Lay Your Head Lowly)&lt;br /&gt;told me&lt;br /&gt;(Softly Then Boldly)&lt;br /&gt;(Carry Me There)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Only Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lead Me)&lt;br /&gt;hold me&lt;br /&gt;(Love Me And Feed Me)&lt;br /&gt;ye yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Kiss Me And Free Me)&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;(I Will Feel Blessed)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Only Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Carry)&lt;br /&gt;Carry&lt;br /&gt;(Carry Me Boldly)&lt;br /&gt;Carry me&lt;br /&gt;(Lift Me Up Slowly)&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Carry Me There)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Only Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Save Me)&lt;br /&gt;need me&lt;br /&gt;(Heal Me And Bathe Me)&lt;br /&gt;lift me up lift me up&lt;br /&gt;(Softly You Say To Me)&lt;br /&gt;(I Will Be There)&lt;br /&gt;I Will Be There&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lift Me)&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna care&lt;br /&gt;(Lift Me Up Slowly)&lt;br /&gt;(Carry Me Boldly)&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Show Me You Care)&lt;br /&gt;Show Me You Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hold Me)&lt;br /&gt;whoooo&lt;br /&gt;(Lay Your Head Lowly)&lt;br /&gt;i git lonly some times&lt;br /&gt;(Softly Then Boldly)&lt;br /&gt;i git lonly&lt;br /&gt;(Carry Me There)&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah carry me there&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken]&lt;br /&gt;In Our Darkest Hour&lt;br /&gt;In My Deepest Despair&lt;br /&gt;Will You Still Care?&lt;br /&gt;Will You Be There?&lt;br /&gt;In My Trials&lt;br /&gt;And My Tripulations&lt;br /&gt;Through Our Doubts&lt;br /&gt;And Frustrations&lt;br /&gt;In My Violence&lt;br /&gt;In My Turbulence&lt;br /&gt;Through My Fear&lt;br /&gt;And My Confessions&lt;br /&gt;In My Anguish And My Pain&lt;br /&gt;Through My Joy And My Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Let You Part&lt;br /&gt;For You're Always In My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3463359010887083358?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3463359010887083358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/will-you-be-there-by-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3463359010887083358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3463359010887083358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/will-you-be-there-by-michael-jackson.html' title='Will You Be There by Michael Jackson'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7851726246150117667</id><published>2009-07-06T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:50:20.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRABEHA!!!</title><content type='html'>WTHeck???? We missed 80 points in fili and we made our math teacher worry because of DESIGN!!!!!!!! CRAP WEASEL oi!!! We spent the whole day doing Puerto's project and siya pai nasuko nganu incomplete daw amu requirements nga HE was the one not being clear!! So annoying mahn! I mean, he's requirements are okay I just hope he's be clearer and he'd give us more time! Samok. We could have finished our projects during our Design subject if only he'd show up earlier and explain earlier. Unsaon nalang nga one hour nalang left sa amu subject then there pa siya ga ingon nga start. Why does he assume we already know everything?? NOOB pa baya mi. He expects us to do 15 sketches in one page and he wants us to make 10 pages??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unaccomplished today -.- I didn't even get to completely finish the ten pages... You know, someone should really open up a bookstore near tc... PATS!!! open Visayan Educational sa tc, madato gyud ka kay every week we have to buy something. This time, we have to buy 2 in. styrofoam. Seriously mahn... design is taking really much of our effort. Not that we mind or anything... I just hope that we can rest or something. I can barely open my eyes and concentrate. We're always in a hurry to eat lunch and it ruins our stomach &gt;&lt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is only the beginning of our load of work, unsaon nalng in the future. We must get through this! Hapit na baya pre-mid, i don't want to think about what to expect our teachers will make us do o.O magka-nosebleed nya ko &gt;&lt; Anyway, we seriously need to manage our time properly and we need to be ready to expect the worst that could happen... LORD!! YOU are the key to our life, without YOu, we can turn on our ignition and move. Your word is the gas and it is what keeps us moving. Only through You can we make it out of this in one piece n_n. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;br /&gt;Kenneth!!! u have a special emoticon that i just discovered today ^^ &lt;br /&gt;O.__o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7851726246150117667?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7851726246150117667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/grabeha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7851726246150117667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7851726246150117667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/grabeha.html' title='GRABEHA!!!'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-4415291391593969421</id><published>2009-07-05T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:00:26.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>I feel bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-4415291391593969421?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/4415291391593969421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4415291391593969421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4415291391593969421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5760570226278138287</id><published>2009-07-04T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T05:21:24.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day n_n</title><content type='html'>Weeee~ I had a lot of fun today and I have a lot to share n_n. First of all, Geller, yes we are just whining but truthfully we enjoy it and you can't deny it. Listening to others talk about their college and what they do for their course is not so interesting for me. I mean, I have fun listening to their stories but imagining me do what they do, I'd always prefer architecture. We have survived for a month and yes that is something to be happy about. Hapit na ta kaabot og pre-mid :D. We know we can do it Gels!! WHEN we reach fifth year, we'll look back and think that it's all worth it and that WE HAVE SURVIVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaaayy. Today was fun XP. Again, ty chi jon for getting us together!! I got teary-eyed seeing everyone again :'( I miss the old times VERY MUCH -- EVERY LITTLE BIT OF IT. It was great to be the way we were before even if just for awhile. I hope we can do this even just once a month!! We can't be HS 4 if we're divided and college is so different. We got to chika about our colleges. Mike was cat-fighting with Muriel -- kay Normalian daw nga nursing. So cute gyud!! Oh! Speaking of cute, I got to be with my Marshmallow (a.k.a CAMILLE MIRHAN)!! So cute gyud!!! GAH!! Buang mahn ka CamZ! Why you so cute??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Nah. I forgot what i was supposed to talk about na nuon... tsk! I have a lot to do pa mahn gud! Mag Design pa ko T-T then Math then practice Graphics then prepare for Re Ed. Sigh. Mar said we're so busy and yet we look so relaxed. Wahahaha! hmmm. Oh! The vintage car displays in front of IT park was FRAWSOME mahn!!! As in! so kewl! Maka laway gyud... If ma ligsan mi atoh okay lang kay mahal mahn wahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I seriously forgot what i was supposed to say... i shall come back later hehehe --- IF!! I remember...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;br /&gt;- PEOPLE! PEOPLE! KEEP IN TOUCH ALWAYS! -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5760570226278138287?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5760570226278138287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day-nn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5760570226278138287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5760570226278138287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day-nn.html' title='What A Day n_n'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7291016734795475550</id><published>2009-07-02T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:11:05.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crack!</title><content type='html'>Hapit na mu snap ang mga pips. :D It's so funny seeing people so depressed, it's cruel but yeah, still funny. It's funny seeing all the people sag on their seats and stare into space thinking their doomed. Awhile ago was an OMGSH moment, palpak kaayo! Our first plates were ruined! I just kept laffing at our epic-failure wahahahaha. If this goes on, everyone will snap. Dale kept screaming "Flat 5 na ni oi! fail nah! wai klaru!" :D Si mark intawn sige lang blab but truly he was cracking. He kept teasing the others nga nag double date daw si Rishi og si Fem with Tutz and Cherlyn wahahahahaha!! xD At least that made me laf tooo then Aly and Yangco pa gyud! wahahahahaa!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect. Mag sige nalng gyud ko practice ani para I can get it &gt;&lt; If only dili gyud mu blot and tech-pen. Gah! So annoying! Geller's work na ruined because of blot :)) dako pa gyud kaayo. I know it was cruel, buti just kept laffing. Kat missed 15 mm worth of space, sige ra sad ko katawa. Mark's work hugaw na kaayo, sige gihapon ko laf. Ei don't think mine didn't get ruined. I didn't alternate the tech-pens like Sir told us to. I used 0.4 all the way where were supposed to alternate with 0.2, so yeah, grabeh ka palpak. If only sir would allow us to do it at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard someone dropped out in Block A. It was shocking but interesting, it made us feel like we were on a rough ride and still hanging on and people are slowly falling off. ^^ It's only been the second week so hopefully we'll make it through! The fifth year students are less than 30 i think &gt;&lt; and Sir Raagas keeps saying only 20% of the class will make it through o.O So discouraging mahn! But no way am i giving up! I want to survive this and heck i shall :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Re Ed was again, boring. We have to this pantomime thingy *sigh. And English sucks. Nonsense kaayo ang lessons oi! And the teacher is pissing me off! Know-it-all-out-of-the-closet so samok! Feeling kaayo bright, bugo baya! Bugo gyud kaayo oi nindot kaayo tawgun si Madame L. then pa away atoh niya oi! Simple english doesn't even know then sobra na ka slang di na tah kasabot! Sakto ba gud na intawn ang "two five-peso bills WAS given to me" or "there IS no tears nor laughter" ??? BUGO-A gyud oi!! Mahagbong nalng tah aning english bisag sayon ra unta nga subject. Seriously he's pissing me off. Sige pa gyud ka wala sa topic and PASPAS ra kaayo mu talk! wtheck gyud oi! -.-* sighhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love archi but most of our teachers SUCK SO BAD. Wa sad klaru amu design, vistech, and humanities nga teacher. Dili kaayo mu tudlo. He just asks us to do this and that then he leaves the room. Tarung pa gud intawn nah?? And we're left in the room and we're like "what?" or "what are the instructions again?" I mean, it's good he's trying to make us figure out on our own but the least he could do is stay and help us and tell us what's wrong with our work. SheesherZ oi. Overall, i still enjoy archi. Even though we're so busy, at least together me nga busy and it's really fun n_n I don't regret taking up archi gyud. I seriously love it. I'm just whining along the way hihihihi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Regard it as just as desirable to build a chicken house as to build a cathedral."&lt;br /&gt;- Frank Lloyd Wright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7291016734795475550?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7291016734795475550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/crack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7291016734795475550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7291016734795475550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/07/crack.html' title='Crack!'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-904360643762224938</id><published>2009-06-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:54:43.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Perfect Plan</title><content type='html'>Lord, I'm lost... what are You trying to tell me? what are You trying to teach me? I don't know what to do next :( i need Your help!! What is Your perfect plan for me? Is everything supposed to be like this or am i supposed to do something about it? I seriously don't know what to do anymore &gt;&lt; i need You to show me the way once more, i'm so lost without you and i'm scared and lonely. Yes, I am very very very scared and lonely. If You left me I'd have fallen by now, You and my friends and family are the reason i'm still hanging on so far... Don't let go please &gt;&lt; it's painful and i'm about to let go... no, i'm not letting go... but i can't keep hanging on as well... I need You to pull me up and i need hope. You're the only one who truly knows my feelings so please hear me out &gt;&lt; i want to try and pull myself up but i need Your help. &lt;br /&gt;I know You said things happen for a good reason, but lately, i haven't been seeing any good on the things that are happening and i don't want to think that way. I refuse to be let down Lord but i can't deny the painful, heavy, intense feeling that i get from this. I don't even know if this is a real problem or i'm just whining here but sometimes i want to disappear... so i think it's a real problem. I won't be impatient but i know i'll have a difficult time trying to be patient but i will try my best. I just hope and pray that i'll be able to find the silver lining in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. hubag na kaayo ako mata and magka-wrinkles sad ko if this goes on... bata pa intawn ko :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-904360643762224938?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/904360643762224938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-perfect-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/904360643762224938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/904360643762224938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-perfect-plan.html' title='Your Perfect Plan'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-1777385710295153523</id><published>2009-06-27T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T06:25:39.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Morphing Time!!!</title><content type='html'>Transformers 2: revenge of the fallen was hella awesome!!!! the graphics were so cool!! the story was cool too!! everything was nice n_n i so needed a good movie mahn... anyway... a lot of good movies coming out soon n_n yeeeeeeeeee can't wait for HP 6!!!!!!!! waaaaaaaaahhhh stupid twilight -.- na delayed pa gyud... anyway!! we also want to watch public enemies and G.I joe!!! so hot the main stars mahN!!! awooooooooooooot!!!! hahahahaha anyway... got to go.. my blogs have become shorter ka daghan pa kaayo buhaton &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;br /&gt;Put the past behind me and move forward...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-1777385710295153523?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/1777385710295153523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-morphing-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1777385710295153523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1777385710295153523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-morphing-time.html' title='It&apos;s Morphing Time!!!'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-4594772680267104094</id><published>2009-06-25T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:19:22.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Start</title><content type='html'>College is starting to get busy O.O must be prepared at all times. I sleep five to six hours nalang these days practicing for graphics and researching on sir puerto's discussions -.- he's so naning seriously. Anyway my back is starting to hurt from all the bending. &lt;br /&gt;CAFA people are so baga nawng and party people kaayo.. sige lang party... sem end party, Halloween party, acquaintance party, post acquaintance party (at a bar!!! O.O) and many others. sheesh.. i hope they won't make it compulsory...so hasul gyud and so kalas money. Anyway, tomorrow we'll have a party held by the university.. hopefully we can ditch it and go to ayala and watch transformers!!! yeah!! &lt;br /&gt;no power pa ang freshmen!! dili pa pwede mag baga2x og nawng :)) sige lang soon...we shall abuse wahahaaha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-4594772680267104094?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/4594772680267104094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4594772680267104094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4594772680267104094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-start.html' title='It&apos;s a Start'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-2029769572311027476</id><published>2009-06-23T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:09:59.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>how can someone be so inconsiderate and self-involved? :'( This has to end &gt;&lt; i can't keep carrying this with me coz this will ruin me. I seriously am about to let go and forget EVERYTHING... and i know i don't want that... but you're giving me no choice :'( i'm starting to lose the will to fight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-2029769572311027476?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/2029769572311027476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2029769572311027476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2029769572311027476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7337772077017893736</id><published>2009-06-20T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T03:35:35.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Seek ---</title><content type='html'>Pissed. -.-" WTHeck?? Darn coward!!! Can't even deal with your problems face to face?? Arrogant! Self-righteous! Inconsiderate! (*!$@&amp;*()$&amp;! WHEN WILL YOU LEARN TO START THINKING ABOUT OTHERS FEELINGS??" SITH!!! I can't believe i actually got worried and i let it go so easily... you NEVER tell the WHOLE truth!!! what the heck is wrong with you?? And i thought i was at fault... you actually made me think it was my fault... Uhg!! you never changed!! how the heck are you gonna deal with your future with that attitude! WHEN WILL YOU LEARRRRN???? ugh!! it's like the basics of math and yet you never seem to get it right!! uuuuuuuuuugggggggggghhhhhhh... my mood has turned to anger... and i know its wrong but what you did was WAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY wrong!!! I forgave you for reasons that weren't exactly the cause of my sorrow (and now anger) -.-" Technically you haven't apologized so don't expect me to come after you &gt;:| sick maHN!! why the heck would you do that?... so inconsiderate... i thought you were different... and then you go ahead and prove me wrong... crap!!!!! you're seriously testing my patience and my trust. Salig lang ka your my friend! there is a limit to everything!!!!! Liar... i may sound like a hypocrite but at least i try to mend my mistakes... while you seem like you're not lifting a finger! ako pa gyud imo gi pahuwat?? haaaaaaaaaaayyyyZZZ..... &lt;br /&gt;Siggggggghhhh i hate that your making me do this... but i won't wait.. i've already done my part...&gt;&lt; i have other stuffs to think about -___-* you're seriously not making this any easier... i'm getting tired... i'm getting really tired... T_T if you're who you really say you are... you'd know what i'm going through and what you can do about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7337772077017893736?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7337772077017893736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-seek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7337772077017893736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7337772077017893736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-seek.html' title='If You Seek ---'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5334685807637295007</id><published>2009-06-15T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:55:47.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>As expected.. nothing really happened on the first day except 8 hours of orientation o.O Seriously, my butt hurts. Anyway.. we weren't really used to the orientation cause when one says orientation, doc's way comes to our mind... we were allowed to slouch awhile ago.. and i actually dozed off and i was sitting in front.. wahahahaha. Anyway.. some parts of the orientation were fun... some were boring. Our guidance counselor is cute... :)):)) so corny... &lt;br /&gt;Didn't really have time to meet new friends as we were just sitting down but we did meet our blockmates.. :)):)) bagag nawng!!! yey~ Anyway.. it was, once again, cold in CAFA ^^ i love the location mahN!! so windy hihihihi &lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Hopefully tomorrow we can officially meet our blockmates... oh.. Alysson seems so know A LOT  of people there o.O hahaha anyway, i need to get used to this!!! body's so friggin tired!!! uhhh! &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the actual load!!! :)):)) i seriously want to get myself busy... nid to take A LOT  of things from my mind ... i might nid counseling.. wahahahaha!!!! anyway... tomorrow's a new day ^^ we'll see what shall happen next..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5334685807637295007?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5334685807637295007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5334685807637295007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5334685807637295007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-6754784597213146304</id><published>2009-06-14T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:38:58.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Awaits</title><content type='html'>Last day o.O... everything starts tomorrow (hopefully no more swine flu cases)... i seriously need to do something to get things out of my mind. I need to promise myself to do my best even though there's nothing to do in the first day &gt;&lt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to concentrate for this is my future!!!! :D:D i hope it doesn't rain tomorrow &gt;&lt; so hasul going to CAFA... anyway... i r excited ^^ hope everything goes well tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-6754784597213146304?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/6754784597213146304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/college-awaits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6754784597213146304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6754784597213146304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/college-awaits.html' title='College Awaits'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7937619754666482415</id><published>2009-06-07T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:42:25.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer</title><content type='html'>Well, i guess today wasn't my best day. But it was a clear day for me. I can't say i'm happy of what my day has turned out. It was disappointing yeah, but at least i didn't lose anything. Instead of being sad though, i feel kind of relieved. I'm not sure if that's a good thing but relieved to know that i can see my feelings clearly. Sometimes, you just have to let things go... even if it hurts... i know i can manage. but i know it's gonna be hard to recover and it's gonna take a while before i can get back on my feet again but i know... my friends will be there... and most of all... God will be there to catch me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you can't find the real fish, throw what you caught back into the water and keep waiting for the right fish."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7937619754666482415?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7937619754666482415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/bummer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7937619754666482415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7937619754666482415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/bummer.html' title='Bummer'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5329861658751034172</id><published>2009-06-07T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:24:34.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o.O</title><content type='html'>It wasn't supposed to be this way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5329861658751034172?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5329861658751034172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5329861658751034172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5329861658751034172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo.html' title='o.O'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-1336148765477587825</id><published>2009-06-03T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:27:43.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing the Piano</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;...I got this saying from a friend who got it from a friend... &lt;br /&gt;...I would like to share it to everyone because I really like it.. &lt;br /&gt;...and...&lt;br /&gt;it's REALLY TRUE n_n&lt;/CENTER&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LIFE IS LIKE A PIANO, THE WHITE KEY'S REPRESENT HAPPINESS AND THE BLACK KEYS SHOW SADNESS BUT AS YOU GO THROUGH LIFE'S JOURNEYS REMEMBER THAT THE BLACK KEYS ALSO CREATE MUSIC..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-1336148765477587825?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/1336148765477587825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/playing-piano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1336148765477587825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1336148765477587825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/playing-piano.html' title='Playing the Piano'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-8655153704331558906</id><published>2009-06-03T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:21:15.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MA - 1A - CamZ Sched n_n</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqlbIcu6I/AAAAAAAAACo/H_ZxDv9cTkY/s1600-h/part+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqlbIcu6I/AAAAAAAAACo/H_ZxDv9cTkY/s400/part+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343075199092571042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqMkiHlcI/AAAAAAAAACY/AMZ8b6zFpxo/s1600-h/part+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqMkiHlcI/AAAAAAAAACY/AMZ8b6zFpxo/s400/part+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343074772119426498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqMhmfFDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OoYlH5Nuh_w/s1600-h/part+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqMhmfFDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OoYlH5Nuh_w/s400/part+3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343074771332437042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-8655153704331558906?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/8655153704331558906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/ma-1a-camz-sched-nn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8655153704331558906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8655153704331558906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/06/ma-1a-camz-sched-nn.html' title='MA - 1A - CamZ Sched n_n'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SiZqlbIcu6I/AAAAAAAAACo/H_ZxDv9cTkY/s72-c/part+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-1791752623323762426</id><published>2009-05-31T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:22:49.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Some of) The Best of Phoebe Buffay ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Babies    -- Episode "TOW the Birth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;They're tiny and chubby and so sweet to touch&lt;br /&gt;Soon they'll grow up and resent you so much&lt;br /&gt;Now they're yelling at you and you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;And you cry and you cry and you cry&lt;br /&gt;And you cry and you cry...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barnyard Animals  -- Episode "TOA The Superbowl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Oh the cow in the meadow goes "moo"&lt;br /&gt;Oh the cow in the meadow goes "moo"&lt;br /&gt;Then the farmer hits him on the head&lt;br /&gt;and grinds him up&lt;br /&gt;And that's how we get hamburgers.&lt;br /&gt;No-w-w-w-w-w chickens!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bi-sexuals  -- Episode "TOA The Superbowl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Sometimes men love women&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes men love men&lt;br /&gt;Then there are bi-sexuals&lt;br /&gt;Though some just say they're kidding themselves&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la-la-la...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blackout  -- Episode "TOW The Blackout"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;   New York City has no power&lt;br /&gt;And the milk is getting sour&lt;br /&gt;But to me that is not scary&lt;br /&gt;Cause I stay away from dairy&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la-la-la...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crazy Underwear  -- Episode "Ross' Thing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Crazy underwear creeping up my butt&lt;br /&gt;Crazy underwear always in a rut&lt;br /&gt;Crazy underwear...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cremated Mother  -- Episode "TOW The Monkey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;And my mother's ashes&lt;br /&gt;Even her eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;Are resting in a little yellow jaaaaaaar&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crusty Old Man  -- Episode "TOW Dr. Ramoray Dies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;And the crusty old man said "I'll do what I can"&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the rats played maracas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't  -- Episode "TOA The Superbowl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;There'll be times when you get older&lt;br /&gt;And you'll want to sleep with people&lt;br /&gt;Just to make them like you&lt;br /&gt;But DON'T&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's another thing that you don't wanna do&lt;br /&gt;That's another thing that you don't wanna do&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Double Jointed Boy  -- Episode "TOW Baby on the Bus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt; He was a double, double, double-jointed boy &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grandma  -- Episode "TOA The Superbowl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Now grandma's a person who everyone likes&lt;br /&gt;She brought you a train and a bright shiny bike&lt;br /&gt;But lately she hasn't been coming to dinner&lt;br /&gt;And last time you saw her&lt;br /&gt;she looked so much thinner.&lt;br /&gt;Now your mom and your dad said&lt;br /&gt;she moved to Peru,&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is she died and someday you will too&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la-la...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Holiday Song  -- Episode "TOW The Girl from Poughkeepsie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Went to the store, sat on Santa's lap&lt;br /&gt;Asked him to bring my friends all kinds of crap&lt;br /&gt;Said all you need is to write them a song&lt;br /&gt;Now you haven't heard it yet&lt;br /&gt;so don't try to sing along&lt;br /&gt;No don't sing along&lt;br /&gt;Monica, Monica, have a happy Hanukkah&lt;br /&gt;Saw Santa Claus, he said hello to Ross&lt;br /&gt;And please tell Joey, Christmas will be snowwwwwy&lt;br /&gt;And Rachel and Chandler, (mumbles something) handler!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In the Shower  -- Episode "TOW Baby on the Bus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;I'm in the shower and I'm writing a song&lt;br /&gt;Stop me if you've heard it&lt;br /&gt;My skin is soapy and my hair is wet&lt;br /&gt;And tegrin spelled backward is nirget.&lt;br /&gt;Lather, rinse, repeat&lt;br /&gt;Lather, rinse, repeat&lt;br /&gt;Lather, rinse, repeat&lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;As needed!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Little Fetus  -- Episode "The Embryos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Are you in there little fetus?&lt;br /&gt;In nine months will you come greet us?&lt;br /&gt;I will buy you some Adidas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Coma Guy  -- Episode "TOW Mrs. Bing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;You don't have to be awake to be my man&lt;br /&gt;As long as you have brain waves&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Though we just met the other day&lt;br /&gt;There's something I have go to say...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Sticky Shoe  -- Episode "TOW Joey's New Girlfriend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;My sticky shoe&lt;br /&gt;My sticky, sticky shoe&lt;br /&gt;Why you stick on me, ba-a-bay?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Papier maché  -- Episode "TOW Joey's New Girlfriend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;I, I'm still waiting for my papier maché man&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Parading Goats  -- Episode "TOW Joey's New Girlfriend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Parading goats are parading,&lt;br /&gt;Parading down the street.&lt;br /&gt;Parading goats are parading,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving little treats.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;66 Colors of my Bedroom  -- Episode "TOW The Jellyfish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;...fuschia and mauve&lt;br /&gt;Those are the 66 colors of my bedroom&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Snowman  -- Episode "TOW The Monkey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;I made a man with eyes of coal&lt;br /&gt;and a smile so bewitching&lt;br /&gt;How was I supposed to know that&lt;br /&gt;my mom was dead in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la-la-la-la...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smelly Cat  -- Episode "TOW The Baby on the Bus" also sung on "TOW Eddie Moves In"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Smelly cat, smelly cat&lt;br /&gt;What are they feeding you?&lt;br /&gt;Smelly cat, smelly cat&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't take you to the vet&lt;br /&gt;You're obviously not their favorite pet&lt;br /&gt;You may not be a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;And you're no friend to those with noses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sticky Shoes  -- Episode "TOW Phoebe's Ex-Partner"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;My favorite shoes so good to me&lt;br /&gt;I wear them everyday&lt;br /&gt;Down at the heel, holes in the toe&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what people say&lt;br /&gt;My feet's best friend, pals to the end&lt;br /&gt;With them I'm one hot chicky&lt;br /&gt;Though late one night&lt;br /&gt;Not much light&lt;br /&gt;I stepped in something icky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Sticky shoes, sticky shoes&lt;br /&gt;Always makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;Sticky shoes, sticky shoes&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll avoid the pile&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie  --Episode "TOW The Baby on the Bus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Stephanie knows all the chords!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Terry's a Jerk  -- Episode "TOW The Baby on the Bus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Terry's a jerk!&lt;br /&gt;And he won't let me work!&lt;br /&gt;And I hate Central Perk!&lt;br /&gt;(time passes by)&lt;br /&gt;And you're all invited to bite me!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They found their bodies  -- Episode "TOW the Birth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;And they found their bodies the very next day&lt;br /&gt;They found their bodies the very next day...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tony Tarzan  -- Episode "TOW Chandler Crosses the Line"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;Little Tony Tarzan&lt;br /&gt;Swinging on an nose hair&lt;br /&gt;Swinging with the greatest of ease...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two of Them Kissed Last Night  -- Episode "TOW The List"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;There was a girl we'll call her Betty&lt;br /&gt;And a guy let's call him Neil&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't stress this point too strongly&lt;br /&gt;This story isn't real.&lt;br /&gt;(time passes by)&lt;br /&gt;Now our Neil must decide&lt;br /&gt;Who will be the girl that he casts aside?&lt;br /&gt;Will Betty be the one who he loves truly&lt;br /&gt;Or will it be the one who we'll call L-L-Lulie?&lt;br /&gt;He must decide, he must decide&lt;br /&gt;Even though I made him up he must decide&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I Play  -- Episode "TOW The Baby on the Bus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;center&gt;When I play I play for me&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your charity!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-1791752623323762426?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/1791752623323762426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-of-best-of-phoebe-buffay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1791752623323762426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1791752623323762426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-of-best-of-phoebe-buffay.html' title='(Some of) The Best of Phoebe Buffay ^^'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-2767917243985145966</id><published>2009-05-29T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:51:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weewoot</title><content type='html'>At least I wasn't that bored today ^^ I still took a nap though but still!! anyweee i continued on my sketches but i still lack inspiration... i tried listening to Owl City but instead it brought back memories -- which was nice -- but it wasn't enough... so i decided to walk around the house. I swept grass!!! and visited my cousins hut across out house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm now i have to make sure i have something to do tomorrow -- Just enough to get me through the day. I really hope school would start sooner.. there's not much to do around here besides face the computer which sucks since there's nothing to do. I don't play games anymore.. yey for me hihihihi anyweee i hope i'll end my day today with a BIG SMILE on my face...turrah ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-2767917243985145966?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/2767917243985145966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/weewoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2767917243985145966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2767917243985145966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/weewoot.html' title='Weewoot'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-731907332150181887</id><published>2009-05-27T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:01:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explore the World: Cebu</title><content type='html'>Weee~ can't wait to get out of house n_n i'm not one to just sit around and do nothing.. i hope i can be patient for college.. there will be a lot of sitting around. I hope music can keep me caaaaalllmm~ hihihihi anyway.. i've been doing a lot of uhhh i would'nt say sketches.. since it's not sketching.. more like doodles. I just can't seem to finish them coz right in the middle of the making, another idea pops out and i JUST have to make a draft for it so i won't forget. It's a never ending routine.. i seriously need to focus, my minds going wiiiillld. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywee... It's been really silent in YM since the fccf people left. It's a good thing geller is back.. woot woot ^^ hahahaha. Anyway.. can't wait for june 3 - one: i get to see my friends - two: i get to see my school - old school - three: i can finally get out of the house! i seriously thought of joy riding today to find a peaceful places where i can hang around whenever i want to be alone. Weird thing if i bring my driver along with me. I guess i'll have to wait till i'll learn how to drive and buy a map of cebu :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. i just woke up this morning and i felt like exploring the world. To be more specific, Cebu -- hihihihi. If i have time.. i'll expand my boundaries which may lead to the whole woooorld!! kewl!!! that's IF i have the time and money for that ^^ If i had extra money, i'd bring my friends to travel with me! oh fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been out of Cebu before except for the yearly trip to Masbate. Then there's Dumaguete -- for youth camp and i don't think that counts as vacation. Anywee.. it's be nice to travel around at least once -- just to get out and see the word and not just on tv or internet. I mean, to really see it and be there. This is one of the reasons why i need to work hard in the future. To live life. hehehehe. Mama and Papa never had the time to bring us around to places -- him being a business man and all and we being almost countless -- i mean, sometimes my dad forgets one of us is missing -- nice. When we eat dinner and he looks at us and sometimes he goes like - "who's lacking?" and we look around and then we go like "no one" :)):)) Sometimes in church too, like if ever me, my mom, or my sis (women are fashionably late wahahahaha xD) are late in coming down to the car, sometimes he'd forget and dash off and my bros would scream "WAIT! la pa si achi" wahahahhaha before any trips, always -- head count hahahahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be nice to travel around with at least one company around. I hope this is not one of my dreams that i get too lazy to make it happen. No! i need to change my ways!! I need to spice up my life whahahaaha (people, people of the world spice up your life). INITIATE -- trying out something i should've done a long time ago. *sigh... I MUST DO IT! JUST DO IT! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-731907332150181887?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/731907332150181887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/explore-world-cebu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/731907332150181887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/731907332150181887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/explore-world-cebu.html' title='Explore the World: Cebu'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7755211193538402541</id><published>2009-05-25T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:15:06.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Enemy</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the year where mosquitoes are everywhere around here. Morning, noon, and night they never seem to leave the house gah. so annoying. Mama told me to start wearing pj's, jogging pants, or whatever is long enough to cover my legs so i won't get bitten. I hate mosquitoes the most!! Mama said i should be more careful cause i can't afford to get dengue number 2 -- it might be dangerous daw. Anyway, wearing long pants is very uncomfortable especially on a hot day T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry around with me the tennis-rocket-looking mosquito killer. I just love the sound when a mosquito falls gets hit and dies ^^. I need to be careful these day -- eyes must be quick in case i see something fly near-by. Weapon at the ready always :)) I don't want to go back to the land where no good food exists...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7755211193538402541?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7755211193538402541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-enemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7755211193538402541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7755211193538402541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-enemy.html' title='My Enemy'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3384173516086795916</id><published>2009-05-22T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:38:56.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Sleeping Late</title><content type='html'>weeeeeeee!!! i tried sleeping late last night!!! T__T I only lasted till 1 a.m. Papa wasn't around to snore so it was pretty peaceful last night. Must sleep late!!! or just take afternoon naps in the future hihihihi :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3384173516086795916?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3384173516086795916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-sleeping-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3384173516086795916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3384173516086795916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-sleeping-late.html' title='On Sleeping Late'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3073983351217844921</id><published>2009-05-20T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:56:30.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Woooooooot! Woooooooot! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i got to see some of my precious friends in high school n_n. I didn't care if we were gonna have fun or not, I was happy just seeing them and hearing their voices. At the end of the day we were still laughing and sweating -- well the boys were. Anyway, today i woke up eight o'clock in the morning and went online for last minute preparations. I waited till 11:50 a.m. then i left the house with a smile on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first person i saw was kim -- who claims to be my "soul m8" which is odd since i don't have anything in common with her :)). Then, received calls from the others that they were actually their in rustans already -- shocking! They were early :)) especially clarence. Anyway... i went to pick up my sis in main then proceeded to rustans. i arrived there 12:30, went in rustans and shopped for snacks. There i saw the guys hovering in the middle of the store which was stupid since none of them brought any money :)) -- oh, earl was waiting outside -- the guyZ are so mean :)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we bought -- i mean -- I bought snacks, we waited for the rest of the pips to finally arrive. Marc, michael, clarence, kenley, james, nigel, maureen, earl, kim, edward (got thinner and gwapo-er!!!!), chelsea were already there. Patty, muriel, berta, and paul were still M.I.A. We had to hurry coz chelsea's manong had to go somewhere. oh! the ever-punctual kathleen with lovely were in my house already when we were still in rustans =))=)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea went ahead to my house. She was the one who brought the guyZ... hahahaha imagine all the basketball talk! She wasn't exactly sure whether she knew were my house was or not. I picked up Patty in her house and we went back to rustans to wait for berta, paul, and mariann. As we waited, we were inside the car talking about stuffs. Patty demanded that berta should sit with him and no one else coz she didn't want a-specific-someone to sit beside her :)). Anyway we saw mariann's car coming so we decided not to tell her we were waiting inside my car. I mean if she really was my friend, she'd recognize my car. Anyway, inside we were thinking of locking the doors and just stare at her.. :)):)). Yeah but then my good heart told me "let her in." =))=))=)) ^^ anyway...we continued to wait for berta and paul. When they finally arrived, we left rustans at 1. Yes, i told them 12, and some came at 1. Next time i'll tell them 2 hours earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the plan was an epic failure. I mean, i was the host and i wasn't there to entertain those who have arrived. :))Anyway, when i got there, the boys were already playing basketball &gt;&lt;. The others were lounging in the living room and i was busy preparing all the stuffs and shoo-ing my siblings in the computer room. I was running around turning on the aircon, preparing the food and drinks, blah blah blah. Yeah so i wouldn't wonder why i'm tired xD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepared my dad's room for movie marathon and paul wanted to play poker with the others. So anyway, patty and the other gurls decided to watch tropic thunder -- first scene was already disturbing :P Anyway, milagro!!! the guys were after basketball and not computer. The whole day only michael played in the computer room, at first he played feeding frenzy and then he played call of duty with my bros :)). Anyway, after the guyZ were done playing basketball they came up and were SOOOOOOOOooo weeeet!!! waaaaahh!!!! soo disgusting maaaanh!!!! gah D: they played foosball for awhile and guess who was their newest member... KATHLEEEN! hanging out with the big guyZ. :)) feeling kaayo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went upstairs and finally! played poker with paul. James, clarence, albert, maki, james, nigel gathered around.. and there she was again, feeling one of the big boyZ, kathleen!! apil apil :)):)) at least she didn't lose so much in poker :)). Anyway, we were tinkering with berta's laptop and had a webcam session with junnie and timmy (and he said no one would miss him) wooot wooot!! so sayang gelllllerrrr T___T she had to work so couldn't come and say hellew. Oh! patty and sea called timmy for a short while who btw is in manila for those who don't know :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the guyZ continued to play poker for 3 hours and michael was still playing with my bros. SO addict mahn. After watching tropic thunder, they watched i am sam cause they felt like going //.- :)):)) anyway.... i shall skip to after watching i am sam since i've explained everything in details &gt;&lt;. Sea and kat's car came and picked some of the people up. The guyZ decided to stay since they wanted to play comp and basketball. After the gurlZ left, the raping session began. gah! the guyZ defiled my bed... agen... and we had a little... uh... vid session in the cr. In the vid were maki, mike, and ken, behind the frosted door of my cr so i don't need to tell you what they were doing :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why maki stayed since he had no interest in computer games and didn't feel like playing basketball. So instead, we bonded and laughed at the guyZ playing basketball. :)):)) The guyZ stayed till 6:30 p.m. gah! and kenley! buang! he was stripping outside the house and my mother was there!! buang gyud :)):)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guyZ got carried away with basketball so they didn't have time to play computer games. Paul was sad so i fed him ice cream :)) Anyway, i had to keep shouting for the guyZ so stop since the sun was gone and it was almost 7:00 pm. Aaaaahhh stupid laptop keeps crashing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guyZ were wet agen from playing basketball and we were leaving already... everyone was wet!!!! except for maki and paul so i sat beside maki inside the car. :)) anyway we had weird topics inside the car. They talked about basketball at first but then maki-fugly said i was feeling OP daw.. not true!! so they decided to talk about 90210 which btw, i've never seen b4... i've heard of it yeah.. but seen...? noh...i don't even want to say anything about the topics they opened &gt;&lt; so we finally reached rustans... the good-byes were so looooooooong and berta tried to wedge himself between my car door &gt;&lt; finally peace and quiet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm looking forward to the next time i'm seeing my friends again ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- next time... GELLER, CAMz, AND TIM PLEASE JOIN US!!!!!!!! or i'll drag you here myself :)):))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3073983351217844921?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3073983351217844921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/mini-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3073983351217844921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3073983351217844921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/mini-reunion.html' title='Mini Reunion'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7543657940739901958</id><published>2009-05-18T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:12:59.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"I want to go home and be with my people."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As teenagers, many of us couldn't wait to get out of the house, get out on our own -- forge a life in newfound autonomy. Our society -- and, in part, instinct -- tell us this is the way it should be. This can be great time of growth. Yet the longer we are away, the more we may realize that home isn't such a bad place to be. If we are willing to admit it, we may actually long to enter the familiar door, see the comforting sights, and take in the unforgettable scents that comprise our past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like the sense of ease and fulfillment we experience when we are in the presence of those who know and accept us. Some people may not have that kind of association with family; but there are friends whose very presence is like going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we often find it difficult to make time for the places and people we cherish. Like the little five-year-old who found school an alien place devoid of "his people," we look forward to being in the presence of "our people." Family, friends, and the familiar places they inhabit can be shelter, a refreshing respite for mind, body, and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~o~&lt;br /&gt;Carve out time to spend&lt;br /&gt;with your people --&lt;br /&gt;whoever and wherever&lt;br /&gt;they may be&lt;br /&gt;~o~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is right for me to feel this way about all of you, since I have you in my heart" - Philippians 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- From Coffee Break Devotions: Cappuccino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7543657940739901958?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7543657940739901958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-home_9550.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7543657940739901958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7543657940739901958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-home_9550.html' title='Going Home'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-5399398657387153456</id><published>2009-05-18T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:39:21.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; College class sched made easy ^^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/ShEsCzmBjdI/AAAAAAAAABo/28yBSQINuaA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/ShEsCzmBjdI/AAAAAAAAABo/28yBSQINuaA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337095460131802578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/ShEsaoFJ7mI/AAAAAAAAABw/PcQUZHOt4YA/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/ShEsaoFJ7mI/AAAAAAAAABw/PcQUZHOt4YA/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337095869358009954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-5399398657387153456?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/5399398657387153456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5399398657387153456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/5399398657387153456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/schedule.html' title='Schedule'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/ShEsCzmBjdI/AAAAAAAAABo/28yBSQINuaA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-8352963377713648416</id><published>2009-05-17T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:30:26.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilly-Dally-Shilly-Shally</title><content type='html'>"Dilly-dally-shilly-shally" -- for you final fantasy fans, i bet you'd know what this means. For you who are not fans this means to "move on" or "get on with it." Whatever things your facing right now, if you think its hindering you from achieving your goal, seek help from the Lord to get past it and be able to move on. Whatever might have covered your tracks, don't stop -- and keep moving forward. Even when it hurts, past is past, and you can't do anything about it. if you think you've made a mistake, get past it and make up for it in the future. Hey, if it's meant to be, the Lord will bring back what you left behind. For now, all we can do is move on and trust in Him to make everything right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-8352963377713648416?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/8352963377713648416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/dilly-dally-shilly-shally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8352963377713648416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8352963377713648416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/dilly-dally-shilly-shally.html' title='Dilly-Dally-Shilly-Shally'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-6757423093401674331</id><published>2009-05-14T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:27:49.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mont Saint Michael</title><content type='html'>DONE!!! weeee i finally finish my first project all summer ^^ .. if you guys want to check it out i posted it on dA n_n hihihihihi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonstars24.deviantart.com/art/Mont-Saint-Michael-122552450"&gt;CLICK ME!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-6757423093401674331?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/6757423093401674331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/mont-saint-michael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6757423093401674331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6757423093401674331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/mont-saint-michael.html' title='Mont Saint Michael'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-8028297904302431466</id><published>2009-05-14T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:27:47.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fever Reposted</title><content type='html'>Gah. So many things I haven't done for this summer &gt;&lt;. I promised myself i'd finish doing these before summer ends. Hope I still have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finally finish enrollment&lt;br /&gt;- including ID, Uniform, Medical Check Up&lt;br /&gt;2. AT LEAST do a week of driving lessons... even just three hours per day&lt;br /&gt;3. USE THE VIOLIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Play and FINISH one whole piano piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5. Do one successful drawing ^^&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a haircut &lt;-- finally!! it's tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;7. See everyone again... if not all them most&lt;br /&gt;8. Review math -.-* --- doing it VERY VERY VERY slowly&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy the mats for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;10. LEARN TO STOP PLAYING NONSENSE GAMES!!!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I hope i still have time to finish, if not half, then most of it &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-8028297904302431466?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/8028297904302431466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-fever-reposted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8028297904302431466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/8028297904302431466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-fever-reposted.html' title='Summer Fever Reposted'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7111327227253220360</id><published>2009-05-14T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:21:31.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Silent Treatment</title><content type='html'>Gah. I can't take anymore of this silence &gt;.&lt; i miss everyone!!! :'( it's not the same without their noise... i never knew it would be so comforting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7111327227253220360?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7111327227253220360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/silent-treatment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7111327227253220360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7111327227253220360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/silent-treatment.html' title='The Silent Treatment'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3445493157797028881</id><published>2009-05-14T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:09:55.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youch</title><content type='html'>Gahhhh... -.-* killer dysmenorrhea!!! yoooouuuccchhh... it feel like i haven't been eating for daaaays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks! i can't concentrate! i neeed pain killers! worst of all, i can't just sleep it off coz it huurrts... anyway... almost done with the castle~ n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3445493157797028881?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3445493157797028881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/youch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3445493157797028881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3445493157797028881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/youch.html' title='Youch'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-2247274350095625881</id><published>2009-05-13T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:45:28.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Turning the Ignition Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"The longest journey begins with a single step, not with a turn of the ignition key." - Edward Abbey &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the turning of the ignition key, you might be starting the adventure of a lifetime... hahaha. Okay, so my first time wasn't so bad. I mean, i only killed the engines thrice. That's more than what i could've done if i say so myself. The best thing was i was calm and it felt so natural as i sat on the driver's seat n_n. I didn't feel anxious and there were no "what ifs" that entered my mind. So anyway manong took me to this isolated place near CDU. It's not really isolated it's just that not so much cars go there. So manong started by explaining to me what a clutch does. I think I got that right away ^^. Then he told me move forward and backward 10 times. He then taught me how to turn a full 360 degrees. I got that smoothly too ^^. OKay fine, maybe not smoothly. I got the car stuck in mud and manong had to get the car out. The wheels were a mess!! Manong has to do a lot of cleaning tonight... sori!!! &lt;br /&gt;Driving feels good ^^. It's like gaining control over something and only you can manipulate -- hey sometimes people would want to feel like that :)):)). My goodness my neck hurts, i think overstretched my neck during the reverse session. Hope i don't get stiff neck tomorrow. Driving, like life, you always move forward. Once you turn that ignition key, it's like taking your first step and all you got to do next is press that accelerator and keep moving forward till it takes you to where you're headed. As for me, I've turned that ignition key and pressed that accelerator but i haven't reached my destination yet. For now, all we can do is wish and hope everyone would have a safe trip. n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-2247274350095625881?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/2247274350095625881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1-turning-ignition-key.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2247274350095625881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2247274350095625881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1-turning-ignition-key.html' title='Day 1 - Turning the Ignition Key'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7802463531392714328</id><published>2009-05-12T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:04:23.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving 101</title><content type='html'>AS IF I could teach anyone to drive. Please, I don't even know how to drive myself....yet. Today might be the day I can get some action out there on the road and finally put this knowledge about car parts to good use. This is like one of those moments where you're excited about something and at the same time --- scared. Lot's of what ifs run inside my mind and that's the one thing you shouldn't think about while driving. Okay, i just need to relax my mind and breathe!&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about why i get nervous about driving, if i can't get it, i twitch! And my good-of-a-sister oh so calmly told me stories of what happens when i twitch... it ain't nice -.-. She doesn't help at all seriously. Papa, too -- he's not willing to ride inside a car if my sister is driving. Talk about family support :))&lt;br /&gt;Okay i just need to get my head straight and concentrate. It's not like all first time driver got it right right away. keep my eyes and my mind on the road and stop thinking about "what if's"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7802463531392714328?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7802463531392714328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-101_6567.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7802463531392714328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7802463531392714328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-101_6567.html' title='Driving 101'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-7492984220987422949</id><published>2009-05-12T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T06:28:13.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time for Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven&lt;br /&gt;2 A time to give birth, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted.&lt;br /&gt;3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to tear down, and a time to build up.&lt;br /&gt;4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance.&lt;br /&gt;5 A time to throw stones, and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, and a time to shun embracing.&lt;br /&gt;6 A time to search, and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep, and a time to throw away.&lt;br /&gt;7 A time to tear apart, and a time to sew together; A time to be silent, and a time to speak.&lt;br /&gt;8 A time to love, and a time to hate; A time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;9 What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils? 10 I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves.11 He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end.12 I know that there is nothing better for them than to rejoice and to do good in one's lifetime; 13 moreover, that every man who eats and drinks sees good in all his labor, it is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will remain forever; there is nothing to add to it and there is nothing to take from it, for God has so worked that men should fear Him. 15 That which is has been already, and that which will be has already been, for God seeks what has passed by.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-7492984220987422949?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/7492984220987422949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-for-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7492984220987422949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/7492984220987422949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-for-everything.html' title='A Time for Everything'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-6528682598950683635</id><published>2009-05-11T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:44:59.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;--- this may be out of date but its never too late to tell a story ---&lt;br /&gt;This is a story pastor told us on mother's day, May 10, 2009. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a child who lived only with his mother since his father died when he was young. He was a child of many talents and he was sent to a good school by his hardworking mother. They were poor and the child only had his mother to support him. His mother would clean the house, do laundry for neighbors, baby-sit, work as a maid. All these she did just so her son could go to a good school. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was time for her son's graduation. He asked his mother to attend his graduation. He's mother refused and said that she didn't have good clothes to wear to the graduation. Her clothes were all tattered from the work. She didn't want to embarrass the kid in front of his friends. The son insisted that she attend the graduation. He told her it was his day and he wanted her to be there, so mother agreed to attend the graduation. &lt;br /&gt;When they got there, the son told her to sit with the other parents. The mom looked and they all seemed like important and rich people. She told her son that she'll just stay at the back and look at him from there. This time the child allowed her. In the ceremony, the child's name was called. The son went up and accepted his award for valedictorian of the class. The mother was so shocked and proud and it brought tears to her eyes. When the child went up and accepted the medal, he immediately went down and handed his medal to his mom and simply said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"For all you've done, ma. You earned this award. Thank you and I Love You very much." &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-6528682598950683635?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/6528682598950683635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6528682598950683635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6528682598950683635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-ma.html' title='Thank You Ma'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-486944392821045278</id><published>2009-05-11T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T05:05:02.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fever</title><content type='html'>Gah. So many things I haven't done for this summer &gt;&lt;. I promised myself i'd finish doing these before summer ends. Hope I still have time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finally finish enrollment &lt;br /&gt;   - including ID, Uniform, Medical Check Up &lt;br /&gt;2. AT LEAST do a week of driving lessons... even just three hours per day&lt;br /&gt;3. USE THE VIOLIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Play and FINISH one whole piano piece &lt;br /&gt;5. Do one successful drawing &lt;-- halfway there ^^&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a haircut &lt;br /&gt;7. See everyone again... if not all them most&lt;br /&gt;8. Review math -.-* --- doing it VERY VERY VERY slowly &lt;br /&gt;9. Buy the mats for school &lt;br /&gt;10. LEARN TO STOP PLAYING NONSENSE GAMES!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I hope i still have time to finish, if not half, then most of it &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-486944392821045278?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/486944392821045278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/486944392821045278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/486944392821045278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-fever.html' title='Summer Fever'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-1935248655117752600</id><published>2009-05-07T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:04:23.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This may be a little too late since you left yesterday -&lt;br /&gt;- ...who cares, it's my blog &gt;:p...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FAREWELL!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SgLb5t30-MI/AAAAAAAAABI/kPS4m_GW7V8/s1600-h/IMG-8033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SgLb5t30-MI/AAAAAAAAABI/kPS4m_GW7V8/s320/IMG-8033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333066693372868802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've certainly took the first step of "moving on" by being there in Manila right now. Just keep moving forward and before you know it, you'll be right where you've always dreamed you would be. HS4 is proud of you! Being in college may be like being in nursery again, new people and new surroundings. Be not afraid of being different from the others because they are as different as you think you are. Being different is being unique among others. Stick with the right crowd and you'll find your way out of college in just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- WORD TO THE WISE...AND... TO YOU GELLER :)):)) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you don't have to be someone else to please others. It's better they stay away from you than you hating what you've become. If people can't accept you for who you are for the wrong reasons, then they are not fit to be your companions. If you continue following the right path and if you feel like your lonely and you need a friend, GOD WILL PROVIDE. You are His precious child and would not like it if you didn't feel the love that others share. College is a phase where you start shaping yourself for the purpose that God placed you here on earth for, to serve Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College may seem like a tough and scary world but once we're through with it, we become much stronger and ready to face the real world. The world where you start making your own history. I cannot deny I, myself, am scared of what college would be like. For me, one failure is like a sword through my heart - unacceptable - but if you truly believe and never give up He will provide second chances. A friend also reminded me that instead of looking at failures in a way that will bring you down and make you lose hope look at it in a way that it motivates you to let you try harder, to make you see the errors of your ways, to be more careful. Failures are there to keep you just and to remind you no one is perfect - that everyone makes mistakes. No matter how much of a genius you are, you can't go through life without errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I wrote this blog is because as college approaches nearer, the more anxious i get. By reading this I am reminding myself of my thoughts and beliefs. You may not believe what I'm saying and i don't care. What I believe is something i do not intend to force on someone, these are just my thoughts hoping they could help you out as well. ^^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-1935248655117752600?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/1935248655117752600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/tribute_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1935248655117752600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1935248655117752600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/tribute_07.html' title='A Tribute'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/SgLb5t30-MI/AAAAAAAAABI/kPS4m_GW7V8/s72-c/IMG-8033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-4525706009608639818</id><published>2009-05-04T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:10:22.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Need to Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Gah. -.- Time is so Fast. Some time ago i checked my watch, it was still one o'clock. Some time later i checked it again, it was already three o'clock. What the heck happened to two o'clock? I don't remember doing anything time consuming except chat with friends. Why is it that when people have fun, time tends to go faster than normal? &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i feel like time is running out &gt;&lt;. Most of my friends are leaving to other places for college. I know i should be happy for them but i can't deny the sadness too. There's a small, tiny feeling inside me that doesn't want them to leave. I can't just pretend i'm fine with everything that's happening coz that would mean i don't care. Sometimes i wish all of us could still stay together and see everyone everyday. This may sound selfish but i know they feel the same &gt;&lt;. &lt;br /&gt;All i can do now is accept that we're crossing different paths. Some may cross the same path but it's not entirely the same. It may hurt to say good-bye but the feeling is much stronger once you meet each other again. "There are actually no "goodbyes", only extended "see you laters." At moments like these, there's nothing we can do but look on the bright side. No matter how far and unreachable we may seem we all still live under the same sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~o~&lt;br /&gt; The Call - Regina Spektor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br /&gt;'Til it was a battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never&lt;br /&gt;Been this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is try to know&lt;br /&gt;Who your friends are&lt;br /&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br /&gt;And follow the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and no one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stronger and stronger&lt;br /&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;~o~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-4525706009608639818?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/4525706009608639818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-need-to-say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4525706009608639818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4525706009608639818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-need-to-say-goodbye.html' title='No Need to Say Goodbye'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3223911846737031259</id><published>2009-05-02T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:24:54.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Mona~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Ah. It was like just yesterday you first held your brand new violin, over-joyed for finally having something you've always wanted n_n, eager to finally make something good out of it. Well you've surely crossed that path. You worked hard to get where you're aiming at, you practiced day and night to achieve a day's goal, you put up with hindrances and oppositions to be able to get where you are. You managed to fulfill your mentor's [n_n :))] dreams for you. You took the first step in achieving your dreams the first time you held the violin. You took the second step when you performed in front of a crowd, a small crowd yes, but still a crowd. The next step would be for you to decide whether you would do something much more :). I can tell you many people are proud of your accomplishment [especially someone very close and near to you :))]. Congratulations MONA!!! Best in VIOLIN daw!! ayeeeeeee :) &lt;br /&gt;-- trainer is proud of you -- &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3223911846737031259?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3223911846737031259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulations-mona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3223911846737031259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3223911846737031259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulations-mona.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Congratulations Mona~&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-986386339697122482</id><published>2009-05-01T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:10:11.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skydiving </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; I stared across the horizon, across the rising sun. It was like seeing the world for the first time -- scary -- but exciting. I could feel the tension rising, could hear my heart pounding through my ears, could clearly hear my breath quickening. I scanned my thoughts -- "What in the world was i thinking getting myself into this situation?" -- not sure i was going to make it. I was not sure i had enough courage to actually do it. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; ...Can I make it?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;...Am I willing?...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The wind blew. I closed my eyes. This is it. &lt;br&gt; I drew one last, deep breath. I jumped.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Eyes still closed, memories started rushing back to me, all those precious moments i'd never forget, they all came back. A sudden rush of joy and excitement -- Stop -- what's this? Why do i feel so light? -- I opened my eyes only to find myself soaring high up instead of falling down low. My whole body felt lighter than air. It was like soaring on eagles wings. The cool rush of the wind against my hair. It was all worth it. I never thought it'd feel like this. &lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd feel so free.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Courage&lt;/span&gt; -- that's all it takes to be able to fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Sfqy5Kxa3zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2pwQJpaqvjY/s1600-h/Sunset_Skydive_by_flyerdiver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Sfqy5Kxa3zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2pwQJpaqvjY/s320/Sunset_Skydive_by_flyerdiver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330769804160327474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;~o~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am floating away&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a silent ballet&lt;br /&gt;I’m dreaming you’re out in the blue and I am right beside you&lt;br /&gt;Awake to take in the view&lt;br /&gt;Late nights and early parades&lt;br /&gt;Still photos and noisy arcades&lt;br /&gt;My darling, we’re both on the wing, look down and keep on singing!&lt;br /&gt;And we can go anywhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;~o~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ On the Wing - Owl City ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-986386339697122482?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/986386339697122482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/skydiving_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/986386339697122482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/986386339697122482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/05/skydiving_01.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Skydiving &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Sfqy5Kxa3zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2pwQJpaqvjY/s72-c/Sunset_Skydive_by_flyerdiver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-606183159807152132</id><published>2009-04-30T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:20:02.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream - Priscilla Ahn</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.&lt;br /&gt;I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;That I could fly from the highest swing.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;That I could fly from the highest tree.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-606183159807152132?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/606183159807152132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-priscilla-ahn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/606183159807152132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/606183159807152132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-priscilla-ahn.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Dream - Priscilla Ahn&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-4746785460430419511</id><published>2009-04-30T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:06:50.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Reply</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be true to your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Learn the truth. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Find the answers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Don't worry.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Time will heal you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Remember him always.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stay strong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; We're always here, too. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The sun will shine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; We know you miss him.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; We miss him too&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He's with you always.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Forever with you. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Treasure the memory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Always be happy. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smile for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Smile for all to see &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-4746785460430419511?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/4746785460430419511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-reply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4746785460430419511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4746785460430419511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-reply.html' title='No Reply'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-2651915766361277115</id><published>2009-04-30T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:04:39.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MY GAY FRIEND :) &lt;-- with gay smiley</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hang in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; As of this moment, i can't heal your "broken heart" but all i can do is be there for you. I'm not sure what a true friend would do in a situation like this but one thing i know -- you need to be with someone. I may not be the one who should be there for you, to be your shoulder to cry on, to cheer you up, but i can assure you i'm always here for you. It pains me to say that all i can do is see you like this. I only wish i could do more. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AS a friend, i believe you will get through this and conquer your feelings. I don't want you to just forget him. I don't want you to remember him as "just some guy." I want you to cherish every precious memory of him. It may hurt now, but in the future, you'll look back and learn to smile at the moments you've spent with him. You may regret spending time with him because it only brought you sadness to not be with him, but soon you'll learn to appreciate everything he's done for you -- the impact he made in your life.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Weep today, smile tomorrow. Time will heal your "broken heart." If you feel like crying, then cry your heart out. Cry until your tears dry up -- it's the only way to find closure [i think]. I don't know if you want to believe everything i've said. I want you to know you have a friend who's willing to hear you out. You have a friend who is willing to comfort you. You have a friend who will always be here for you :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose." &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- There! Done! Gah! You better react to this.. kapoy baya :)) I LOVE YOU!!! n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-2651915766361277115?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/2651915766361277115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-my-gay-friend-with-gay-smiley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2651915766361277115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2651915766361277115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-my-gay-friend-with-gay-smiley.html' title='TO MY GAY FRIEND :) &lt;-- with gay smiley'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-6280948371775119897</id><published>2009-04-30T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:11:20.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;--Dear Friend--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; I shall dedicate this song to yoouuu ~ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Message:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; HANG IN THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hWD1vGy6SAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hWD1vGy6SAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;...I don't know why this song... &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...but this was the song i was currently listening toooo n_n...&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...anyway it's the thought that counts...&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...I think...:))&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I LOVE YOU! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-6280948371775119897?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/6280948371775119897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6280948371775119897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/6280948371775119897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you-friend.html' title='I Love You Friend'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-4041937345102354958</id><published>2009-04-29T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:43:24.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing Horses!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gah! n_n this is so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="pBlogBody_442908164" class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Click a horse, any horse!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="300" width="550" data="http://clickpix.tv/games/pferdechor.swf"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TY Owl City for introducing this to mwah!!! :) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://clickpix.tv/games/pferdechor.swf"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-4041937345102354958?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/4041937345102354958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/singing-horses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4041937345102354958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/4041937345102354958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/singing-horses.html' title='Singing Horses!!'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-3066009087622623423</id><published>2009-04-25T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:05:34.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Last beverage: WATER&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: BILGI&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: TIM&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!!!! :)):)) &lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: uhhhh don't wanna say &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER…&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice? NUPE.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on? NUPE.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp; regretted it? NUPE. &lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special? ALMOST... BUT WILL NEVER INTEND TOO... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed? YEP.&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk? KIND OF :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS&lt;br /&gt;12. SEA GREEN&lt;br /&gt;13. SKY BLUE&lt;br /&gt;14. BABY BLUE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU…&lt;br /&gt;15. Made new friends? YEP&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love? NUPE &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried? HECK YES =))&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you? YEP YEP :D&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were? I'VE ALWAYS KNOWN :))&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you? in what way? good or bad? YEAP.. CAN'T TELL WHETHER GOOD OR BAD THOUGH :))&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list? NUPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have? 4!!!! 2 GIRLS, 2 BOYS OR 3 BOYS 1 GIRL.. GIRL SHOULD BE YOUNGEST :)) hopefully &lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets? CROC, SNAKE, LION, ELEPHANT - JOKS.. uhhh DOG, FISH, BIRD, TURTLE, and occasional visitor MR. CAT &lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name? NUPE. BUT JUST CA WOULD BE NICE :))&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday? POTLUCK WITH EVERYONE!!!!! well, almost everyone =/&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today? 8:00 AM - had church.. normally 11:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night? GREETING TIM :)) and taking a quiz in facebook :))&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for? COLLEGE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your father? 2 HOURS AGO &lt;br /&gt;31. What are the things you wish you could change about your life? NOTHING.. I LUV MY LIFE &lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now? CONVERSATIONS IN THE MOVIE "WATER WORLD" &lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? NUPE  &lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now? MY EYES &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Music or sports? MUSIC and SPORTS -- IT'S A PACKAGE DEAL &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;36. What’s your real name? CAROLYN ANNE &lt;br /&gt;37. Relationship Status? SINGLE &lt;br /&gt;38. Zodiac sign? CAPRICORN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Male or female: FEMALE&lt;br /&gt;40. Elementary School: BETHANY CHRISTIAN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;41. High School: BETHANY CHRISTIAN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;42. University/College: USC-TC!!!! wooot wooot!!!&lt;br /&gt;43. Hair color: DARK BROWN&lt;br /&gt;44. Long or short: LONG &lt;br /&gt;45. Height: 5'3 &lt;br /&gt;46. Do you have a crush on someone: USUALLY JUST BROTHERLY AFFECTION &lt;br /&gt;47. What do you like about yourself: to quote mariann "I LUV MYSELF"&lt;br /&gt;48. Piercings: EARS&lt;br /&gt;49. Tattoos: NADA!!&lt;br /&gt;50. Righty or lefty: RIGHTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;51. First surgery: "LASER EYE SURGERY" - JOEY =))=)) ... UHHH CAN'T REMEMBER &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;52. First piercing: EARS&lt;br /&gt;53. First tattoo: NEVER HAD ONE &lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: JANINE &lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: VOLLEYBALL &lt;br /&gt;56. First pet: DOG &lt;br /&gt;57. First vacation: MASBATE... ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;58. First concert: UHHH DON'T GO TO CONCERTS....&lt;br /&gt;59. First crush: FORGOT &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;60. First alcohol drink: GRAPE WINE n_n &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;61. Eating: NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;62. Drinking: NOTHING &lt;br /&gt;63. I'm about to: RUB MY EYES &lt;br /&gt;64. Listening to: WATER WORLD SOUNDTRACK (siblings are watching) &lt;br /&gt;65. Waiting for: ME TO FINALLY FINISH THIS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;66. Want kids? YEP &lt;br /&gt;67. Want to get married? YEP&lt;br /&gt;68. Careers in mind? WILL WORK VERY HARD TO EXCEL IN MY COURSE &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;69. Lips or eyes? BOTH... NYAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;70. Hugs or kisses? HUGS -- much warmer &lt;br /&gt;71. Shorter or taller? TALLER -- doi... &lt;br /&gt;72. Older or Younger? SAME AGE OR 2 YEARS OLDER &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Romantic or spontaneous? SPONTANEOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;74. Nice stomach or nice arms? ITS A PACKAGE DEAL!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;75. Tattoos or piercings? CLIP MAYBE... BUT AMAP... NONE &lt;br /&gt;76. Sensitive or loud? NEITHER&lt;br /&gt;77. Hook-up or relationship? RELATIONSHIP!!! HOOK-UP -- reminds me of hookers..&gt;&lt; =)) &lt;br /&gt;78. Trouble maker or hesitant? NEITHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER…&lt;br /&gt;79. Kissed a stranger? NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;80. Drank hard liquor? NOPE... JUST WINE&lt;br /&gt;81. Lost glasses/contacts? GLASSES YES... DON'T WEAR CONTACTS&lt;br /&gt;82. Sex on first date? OMG NO!!! WHY'D U EVEN ASK THAT QUESTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;83. Broken someone's heart? HOPE NOT &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Had your own heart broken? NOPE &lt;br /&gt;85. Been arrested? HAHAHAHHAA NOPE.. AND DON'T PLAN TO BE &lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down? =)) &lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died? IF SOMEONE CLOSE TO ME WOULD THEN HECK YEAH... &lt;br /&gt;88. Had a friend turn into a crush? HMMM CAN'T REMEMBER &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN…&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself? I WANT TO &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles? YEP&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight? I DON'T BELIEVE IN SUCH THING... CRUSH AT FIRST SIGHT -- YES &lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven? YEP&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Claus? NUPE&lt;br /&gt;94. Kissing on the first date? NO! STOP ASKING THOSE KINDS OF QUESTION!&lt;br /&gt;95. Angels? I AM ONE... =))=)) YEP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;96. Is there one person you want to be with right now? FRIENDS!! ALWAYS FRIENDS!!&lt;br /&gt;97. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? NOPE.. NEVER WILL HAVE THAT HAPPEN TO ME &lt;br /&gt;98. Do you believe it’s possible to remain faithful forever? YEP.. IF YOU WORK HARD&lt;br /&gt;99. What's the one thing you cannot live without? GOD -- WOULDN'T BE ANSWERING THIS IF HE WASN'T HERE &lt;br /&gt;100. Heaven or Hell? HEAVEN -- DOI &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DONE SEA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-3066009087622623423?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/3066009087622623423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3066009087622623423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/3066009087622623423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-371443681658842283</id><published>2009-04-25T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:39:44.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!!! O.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;  --Things i would do for friends n_n -- &lt;br&gt; I WOULD WILLINGLY...&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;plan a special (advanced) birthday party for a special friend for five days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; spend time trying to find a location for the said party &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;spend time trying to gather friends  who are not contactable or do not reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;/br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; stay online all day waiting for the people to give an answer &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;extend patience for people who do not cooperate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; lie to a friend so as not to break the surprise &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;try to calm a hyper friend who doesn't know how to lie and who really wants to break the surprise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; spend A LOT of money for the party &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;experience failure in the field of cooking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; sacrifice &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SWEAT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BLOOD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TEARS&lt;/span&gt;, and, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EFFORT&lt;/span&gt; to plan the party...joke lang &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, i'm not trying to make you feel guilty or anything but anyway. =))=)) In the end, it was all worth it, after all, i am a choleric and i enjoy doing these stuffs. Anyway, here's the real story. Today was Timothy Scott Yap Uytengsu's surprise advanced birthday party which is actually tomorrow -- April 26 n_n We tried to gather all of the class for the party that also served his send-off party to manila. We had fun preparing it. We had fun trying to cover our tracks. We had fun staying over at sea-sea's house to continue planning. We had fun getting the sister of the b-boy to join in. We had fun walking around the mall with a lot of stuffs. We had fun trying to make up stories which by the way, helped us think a lot, madame should be proud =)). Anyway... not all people were able to go but at least.. most of them were able to go gyud. I'm so proud of the GuyZ, most of them were present. Anyway, timmy felt OP coz he was wearing polo on a very very very hot day... hahahhaha think of it this way, it's your day so "we're OP." We also had fun crawling on the grass trying to hide from the b-boy... diba camZ? hahahhahahaha we didn't have fun drowning in sweat though... there was a really long black-out so the pips had a hard time trying to get the pizzas. Anyway, TY agen Steph for helping us!! TY people for showing up!! TY geller and pats for helping me!! TY chelsea for the accomodation!! Today was fun and i'm sorry for the  people who missed it. So, would you consider us as great friends or what?:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. Happy Birthday Achi Jon!!!! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-371443681658842283?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/371443681658842283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/371443681658842283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/371443681658842283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise-oo.html' title='SURPRISE!!!! O.O'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-2256405593454718400</id><published>2009-04-21T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:33:05.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Step of Independence</title><content type='html'>Woooooohooooo!!!!! we just finished enrolling in USC-TC!!! we arrive there at 8 and ended at 11 all on our (me, mo, jad, alysson, mark, and cherlyn's mom [proxy ni cherlyn],.... hmmmmmm.. i forgot someone... can't remember who... ah wait!! Femi d.i n_n.. just joking fem :D)own... anyway.. we went earlier than the dean!! talk about punctuality!! we were so proud, well i was proud, that we didn't need adults for enrollment! some students had their parents to accompany them &gt;.&lt;.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sori nalang for those people who enrolled yesterday..&gt;.&lt; bet it was hot hahahahahah!! ty ka for the delay!! we finished so early!!! anyway, i can't really say i'm happy with the schedule ... we start at 7:30 in the morning and end at 5:30 in the afternoon!! wth?? good-bye my sleeping habits.. gud bye breakfast... this will surely slowly kill me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether to be proud that i enrolled on my own or to be problematic about the transportation... we have no final plan as to how i can travel from my house to tc... if i ride the jeepney, i'll be spending probably more than an hour inside waiting until i reach tc!!! kubalon gyud ako lubot nuuuuuuuuu&gt;.&lt; teleport service where are you??? i really hope i can solve this problem in the future!!! or better yet.. know how to drive!!!! be independent!! wooohooo!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must start this summer na gyud.. must not procrastinate... though i have to wait till i'm eighteen to get professional license and that's like two years from now... must be choleric this summer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wanted to work this summer pa gyud... booooot booooot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-2256405593454718400?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/2256405593454718400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-step-of-independence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2256405593454718400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/2256405593454718400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-step-of-independence.html' title='First Step of Independence'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-1403422713367516557</id><published>2009-04-20T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:43:13.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>500 words??</title><content type='html'>that's all i get??? 500 words??? 500 words to say everything i've felt for the past years of high school life? what i don't get a chance to express my grief and sadness and happiness and joy for the time i've spent with the hobos?? that's not enough!! i want to share to the whole world how much i've appreciated everything that the class has done for me!! everything.. yeah.. even disturbing things (courtesy of michael H)... i'm going to miss the our classroom... our floorless classroom... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuyZ... thank you so much for everything!!! hope we can have reunions every year (ehem dec. 22 n_n.. i won't pay for it though..naks!!) hope you won't mind burning little money here and there... stay in touch always and if anything new about your life comes up... please don't forget to inform everyone.. new as your getting married, going to jail, on your deathbed, winning the lottery (the news will take care of that), made a huge discovery or breakthrough (don't know why but clarence is in my mind) hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i don't think i've reached 500 yet so i will keep going.. beat that blogspot!!! nyahahahahahaha i can keep blogging about useless stuffs all day!!! but i won't do that.. ahem i have a life... n_n &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good-bye high school!!!!! good-bye cuddle-sack... we're off to a whole new world!!! &lt;br /&gt;- sings "a whole new world" -  bb XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-1403422713367516557?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/1403422713367516557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/500-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1403422713367516557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/1403422713367516557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/500-words.html' title='500 words??'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859507651475545774.post-556114920185956973</id><published>2009-04-20T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:09:21.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog!!!! &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>ooooohhh so exccciting!!! it's my first blog!!!! &gt;.&lt; i've never actually done this before coz i don't express so much... i occasionally write about stupid stuffs.. wait.... i did try this before... but stilL!!! the feeling is not the same!!! anyway...&lt;br /&gt;enrollement na tomorrow!! so excited and yet so scared! what if something goes horribly wrong tomorrow? what if all the slots are filled?? what if i leave one of the requirements at home and have to get it back??? nuuuuuu... dats means another one hour ride to my house!!! so unfair...&gt;.&lt;&gt;:P.... people should invent portals that take you to places in an instant.. that way you don't have to travel by air or sea.... but if it breaks down, you'll be stuck in a pitch-black place where you can never return... oooooohhhh scary... the feeling of lonliness.... it suX...&lt;br /&gt;every now and then i wouldn't mind silence... but silence IS  scary... its when you get easily scared when something pops out suddenly... its when you feel weird if you talk loud... and its when gay babies are born!!!! n_n hahahahha wait.. dats awkward silence... but silence is silence...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i'm going nowhere with this blog... but hu cares?? it is my blog after all and i can say whatever i want.. if i say i want to poop... then heck i want to poop!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;so anyway... so excited for college man!!! scared too.. new friends.. new people...new school rules... 45 minutes away from home.. whew...but at least i get to be with mo and jad!!! you two rock u guys!!!!! o.o il..l we'll have lots of fun!!! i'm sure!!! &gt;.&lt; heck we'll be busy but at least we'll stay up together and get eyebags together.. and go to the hospital together... its so much fun!!! n_n =)) (i'm not scaring your guyZ or anything.. it's the truth)&lt;br /&gt;to all the people leaving cebu for college... God Bless in everything... sea-sea!!! come back everytime you can!!! you won the match of gets the worst experience in college.. at least i will still be with SOME people.... we'll  chat everyday!! even if its useless stuff..&lt;br /&gt;High school pips!!! gonna miss you so much!! &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. happy birthday james!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859507651475545774-556114920185956973?l=rockinurwrld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/feeds/556114920185956973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/556114920185956973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859507651475545774/posts/default/556114920185956973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockinurwrld.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog!!!! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>RockiNurWrld</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11827355761685070574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-eyb9Wt2f8/Se13PHoKdkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TNBx-9U_AJU/S220/DSC03496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
