<?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-1017263121041872834</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:00:44.688-07:00</updated><category term='love'/><category term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Way Back Into Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-5519352506009070568</id><published>2007-06-12T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:43:01.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Section. New Classmates</title><content type='html'>I went to school a while ago to submit my upcat application form and I looked for the list of sections. My section is IV-2 :( Argh. I dont really like my new classmates because I dont even know them (except for Bertha,Alex and Moku) I want to graduate with my close friends, because this is our last year and I want to make the most of it. I know its going to be different. :( I miss them. I love Perfect Seven. Perfect 7 forever. Block 7!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to &lt;a href="http://chanelhearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/european-dream.html"&gt;Europe&lt;/a&gt;!! Europe Here I Come!! (Summer 2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-5519352506009070568?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/5519352506009070568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=5519352506009070568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/5519352506009070568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/5519352506009070568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-section-new-classmates.html' title='New Section. New Classmates'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-8591172223595014932</id><published>2007-06-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:13:06.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Sweet Summer</title><content type='html'>8 days to go and summer is officially over. (sigh) No more late night parties, sleeping,watching tv. No more bumming.Ill surely miss this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last year as a high school student. Last year to have fun with my good old friends. Last year to meet new high school friends. And yes, this will be my last year to make things right in high school (Yes, I need to study harder and no more slacking) and in a few months I am going to take a lot of college entrance exam.(Study harder) I'll make this last school year worth and the best of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that means I will be busy at school and I cant update my site everyday. Maybe I'll update it every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** EDIT*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently watching the replay of Ms. Universe 2007. This year is the best Ms. Universe yet. (well at least for me) I really love the choreography and everything, from the stage design to the judges, the host and of course, the contestants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my favorite contestants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Japan/Ms. Universe - Riyo Mori: she's one lucky girl. I would love to win. Hahaha (so that I could live a glamorous life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Korea- Honey Lee : oh my, she's so pretty and she's a black belter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Philippines- Ms. Anna Theresa Licaros: beauty and brains plus she's Ms. Photogenic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brazil - I forgot her name : I like her answer, she's so smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. USA- Rachel Smith-: haha :)) she's cute. She's like Miriam Quiambao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Thailand- she's so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. India- I like the way she looks. Her face isnt the typical Indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im such a fan girl. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.missuniverse.com/delegates/2007/files/KR-05.23.07-001v.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you want to see the photos of the contestants click &lt;a href="http://www.missuniverse.com/index2.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIYO MORI &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;MISS UNIVERSE® 2007 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;!-- begin content--&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;What started as her grandmother's premonition became a reality for Riyo Mori on May 28th, 2007. At the Auditorio Nacional in Mexico City, the Japanese beauty was crowned Miss Universe 2007 at the age of 20.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;A self-described "modern-day female samurai," Riyo prides herself on having a great sense of independence and self, "the traditional samurai spirit prizes composure, patience and a sense of justice. It is someone who fearlessly faces challenges with a strong will." Riyo definitely embodies an independent woman. By the age of 16, she left her home in Shizuoka, Japan to study abroad in Canada, eventually reaching New York at 19 years old. Through her travels and studies, Riyo has been able to master adapting to different environments, the importance of learning foreign languages and the need for intercultural understanding. When her host guardian in Canada was suffering from hearing loss, Riyo learned American Sign Language to communicate. This experience eventually led her to volunteer with Deaf children, working on art activities. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;A dancer and performer since the age of four, Riyo has spent most of her life focused on her craft. Her mother runs a dance school in their hometown, where Riyo first discovered her passion. She was literally surrounded by dance, where classes were held on the bottom level of their house. It wasn't long before she was traveling the world in pursuit of her career. Riyo studied at the Quinte Ballet School of Canada, the Radio City Rockettes' Summer Intensive and was also accepted to the Broadway Dance Center in New York, but ultimately turned down the offer when she realized she made it to the finals of Miss Japan. "Everything was prepared; I even had an apartment in New York. But having the chance to become Miss Universe was beyond any dream. I had to do it." &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;With the title of Miss Universe now under her belt, Riyo is as determined as ever. She aspires to become the first Japanese Radio City Rockette and will eventually open an international dance school in Tokyo, Japan. "My mother taught me that women can have it all. You donít have to choose between having a family or career, you can do both." Riyo intends on spreading this message of empowerment and independence to women all over the world, just as her mother has for her.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Riyo is also excited to start championing the official causes of MISS UNIVERSE®, which include increasing HIV/AIDS awareness by focusing on womenís health and reproductive issues and forging relationships with organizations committed to research and education, including the Latino Commission on AIDS, Global Health Council and Godís Love We Deliver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;***and btw, Nina Garcia (Fashion Director of Elle Magazine) is one of the judges and also Ms. Dayanara Torres (former Ms. Universe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-8591172223595014932?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/8591172223595014932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=8591172223595014932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8591172223595014932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8591172223595014932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-long-sweet-summer.html' title='So Long Sweet Summer'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-2099098513585869375</id><published>2007-06-05T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T03:43:23.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cheska</title><content type='html'>Today's the birthday of my sister, Francesca! I miss them!!Right now, Im YM-ing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Julie,Therese, Christine and I went to school to submit our UPCAT form #2. (CJ didnt submit it yesterday, I think she went to school a while ago) and we had a hard time answering and filling out the application form. (we even approached our guidance counselor just to make sure) Then T-ann and I went to MSA to check the result of my dry run exam. Then went to LSC because Julie's going to enroll there. While waiting for Julie, Christine and I went to National to buy folder/envelope for our upcat forms. I bought 2 (I know I should not have bought the other one) then went to Jollibee and CJ bought a soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Greenhills afterwards, window shopped, ate lunch at Grilla, played at TimeZone  (btw, I got a pencil case), window shopping again and bought a DVD.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grr. I was fooled by the vendor.He told me that complete na daw yung episodes dun sa season.  I hate those kind of people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,after that we went to Julie's crib. Magic Sing! haha :)) it was fun. We also ate ice cream. Julie's Bro, Rom is so cute and he is so funny. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that ends yesterday. haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I watched One Tree Hill (3 am in the morning) then went to bed and woke up at around 1pm. Then ate my breakfast/lunch,watched Project Runway (Jeffrey Sabella won. I also like Uli's designs) and The Search for The Next Doll (Ugh. I hate Asia. Melissa should be the winner, not Asia- I really hate her) . Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-2099098513585869375?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/2099098513585869375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=2099098513585869375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/2099098513585869375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/2099098513585869375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-cheska.html' title='Happy Birthday Cheska'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-7097241608085712125</id><published>2007-06-03T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:20:03.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Mom,Dad,Cheska and Erika left for Saudi a few hours ago. I'm gonna miss them so much. I know that there are times that I am not at my best, but still I love them. There's no one to talk to here in our house and Im too lazy to clean my room. (Btw, my room is a bit messy). I managed not to drop a single tear while saying goodbye. ( I dont want them to know im crying). But I think they knew that I cried. Oh well,I am lonely again. I dont want to go to school. Well, summer is finally over.I am really looking forward for the summer next year. Hope that next year would be a blast . :) I also hope that this school year will be the best one since this is my last year in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom,Dad,Cheska,Erika:  I know they wont be able to read this but I want them to know that I am sorry and I love them so much, and I miss them. I promise that I'll study harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I cant believe that I'm already in 4th year and I cant believe I'm going to college next school year!! I'm excited, but I'm still not sure what course I am going to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note  to self: Start saving money for my Europe trip. (hehe) and for my shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I forgot to watch 3 episodes of One Tree Hill. I must buy the  DVD SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration. I want to write but I cant find inspiration. I need one. I'll read more books, maybe I'll find more inspiration and because I dont know what will I write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask my mom ( a while ago) if she could buy me Zara, Topshop for Kate Moss, Debenhams etc. clothes, chanel perfume and bags and she told me she's going to buy me. Yey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-7097241608085712125?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/7097241608085712125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=7097241608085712125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7097241608085712125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7097241608085712125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss-them.html' title='I miss them'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-686148069609753205</id><published>2007-06-01T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T05:53:43.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair</title><content type='html'>I went to the salon a while ago with mom,dad,bro and erika. Had a haircut. :) Im loving my new hair. My hair is Victoria Beckam-ish/Victoria Beckham inspired. My new hairstyle is way better than the old ones. My hair is short but it is chic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lonely. My parents and 2 sisters are going to leave this sunday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na.&lt;/span&gt;I'll miss them.I want them to stay here&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pa. &lt;/span&gt;I should not have fought with my sister (Cheska) before. Im gonna miss them soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I got 3 free  movie tickets for the movie Meet The Robinsons. Haha :)) Im so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I wish Im taller. A lot of people think Im a kid. FYI : Im already 16 and Im in 4th year high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to save more money . I want to buy more clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chance Chanel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coco Mademoiselle Perfume&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gucci Envy Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ralph Lauren Hot and A LOT MORE TO COME&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chanel,LV,Dior,D&amp;G,Christian Lacroix,Fendi,Gucci,Prada,Marc Jacobs, Hermes,Versace,Roberto Cavalli,BCBG Max Azria,Chloe etc. shoes,bags,fragrances,clothes,eyewear,accessories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Topshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Debenhams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guess&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever21&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Eagle Outfitters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NafNaf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fiorucci&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jimmy Choo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christian Louboutin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lisa Kline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kitson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;H&amp;amp;M&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Claire's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roxy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Billabong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aeropostale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LeSportSac TokiDoki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cartier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chopard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiffany &amp;amp; Co.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby Phat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more to COME&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOON&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; err. I have to fix this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-686148069609753205?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/686148069609753205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=686148069609753205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/686148069609753205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/686148069609753205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-hair.html' title='New Hair'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-3857078244016511301</id><published>2007-05-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T06:43:46.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Undecided</title><content type='html'>Ms. Japan was crowned Miss Universe 2007. Yey! Im so happy for her. Thank God, an Asian won. Although Ms. Anna Theresa Licaros didnt win Ms. Universe, I am still proud of her for winning Ms. Photogenic. (btw, i just found out that Ms. Licaros is a teacher at Expert Guides)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I am still undecided. I dont know what course I am going to take for college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nursing (PreMed) : Hello Meredith Grey. Hello Dr. House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broadcast Communication: Hello CNN. Hello Vanessa Minnillo. Hello Entertainment Tonight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journalism : Hello Anna Wintour. Hello Vogue. Hello Elle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;European Studies : Hello Europe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;grr. I dunno what am I going to  write. No inspiration. Ill try to write/make a decent entry when I am not lazy. I will try to find an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr#2 Ill miss my parents and my 2 sisters!! :( See you next year.*their flight is on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Europe!! I cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still sick. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; June 26:Metal mouth.. NOT ANYMORE.  cant wait for my retainers. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-3857078244016511301?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/3857078244016511301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=3857078244016511301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3857078244016511301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3857078244016511301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-undecided.html' title='Still Undecided'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-3206757058132765443</id><published>2007-05-26T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T04:13:11.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Get There too</title><content type='html'>Ive been wanting to act and model since I was a little kid. I want to be an actress. I know Ill never be a model because I am too small for my age (hey, i am only 5") but im still hoping.My cousins and I used to imitate those people we see on tv and I used to play dress ups.Last night, I read an article in Teen Vogue about people who want to be famous. Jeniffer Hudson, for instance.She was eliminated in American Idol but that didn't stop her from doing what she wants. Now, she's an academy award winning actress and she's the cover of Vogue(I forgot what issue). Acting has been my passion since I dont know when. Acting is my only talent. I know I want to be an actress. I want to live a glamorous life. Ive never been on the spotlight. I joined a theatre guild in our school but Im not happy there because I dont have any close friends there. *im about to quit* but whatever. Acting will always remain as my passion. "Someday, I'll be BIG" I'll be glamorous someday.. SOON. Who knows, someday, I'll be an Oscar Winner. ;) and a supermodel. Or maybe I'll be a Tony award winning actress(though Im not gifted with a good singing voice) Haha :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-3206757058132765443?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/3206757058132765443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=3206757058132765443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3206757058132765443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3206757058132765443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/ill-get-there-too.html' title='I&apos;ll Get There too'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-8490100563870389608</id><published>2007-05-25T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T06:16:08.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I in the future?</title><content type='html'>Julie and I went to school a while ago to pay for my transcript and to get her UP application. (Btw, I got mine before) .  So yeah, after that, Julie and I went to Gateway,window shopped and then went to Starbucks. I bought Caramel Frappuccino ( I should not have bought one. Haha :))) then came T-ann . Yeah, so we talked about stuff and our "future" we waited for Christine there too.Then ate lunch at Shakey's and window shopped too. haha :)) twas super fun hanging out with them. Ill miss this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of the courses that I want to take in college. I am still undecided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;BS Nursing (PreMed)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BA Journalism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BA Broadcast Communication&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BS Business Administration&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BS Biology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BA European Languages&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a course that has something to do with advertising/magazines[fashion]&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; and here's a list of my "target" as i call it college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;UP Diliman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;UP Manila&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ateneo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;UST&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DLSU&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;UA&amp;amp;P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;St Paul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;UCLA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harvard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Princeton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Yay!! I am really nervous. Haha :)) Hope that Ill pass. :) I really want to get into a good college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More clothes for me!! I need to save money. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to study French and Italian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy more designer clothes and bags and shoes and accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My collection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;magazines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;perfume/designer perfumes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;accessories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make up and other beauty products&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gadgets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; SO that means I need to save money for my collection and for my Europe trip. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;At some point, I m feeling a little bit insecure. I know all of us has/have one. But yeah. I really dont know. I dont want to blab it here. Id like to keep some things private.okay. enough drama. I hate drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-8490100563870389608?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/8490100563870389608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=8490100563870389608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8490100563870389608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8490100563870389608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-am-i-in-future.html' title='Who am I in the future?'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-530572912495989355</id><published>2007-05-24T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T03:21:09.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober</title><content type='html'>3 of my loved ones celebrated their birthdays this week(Dessa,Abbie and Kim) . I didnt go to Dess' party because my parents didnt allow me.It sucks. Haha. Last Tuesday, our family went to Nueva Ecija and Pampanga. After that, I went to Abbie's fun party and yeah I got  drunk and I slept at her crib too. (I cant go home drunk)  Haha :)) The next day, yesterday, we went to Kim's party. It was okay. haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's just 2 or 3 weeks away. I still don't want to go to school. But I don't want to be stuck here bumming. I have to do something productive. Im not yet finish answering/filling out the UPCAT form and the deadline is on June 15!! I must study. Haha :)) im too lazy to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant make a decent blog entry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-530572912495989355?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/530572912495989355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=530572912495989355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/530572912495989355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/530572912495989355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/sober.html' title='Sober'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-7384639500155920673</id><published>2007-05-19T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:56:33.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>Friday: twas the last day of our MSA review classes. :(First, we had our dry run and whoa. It was really hard. Especially Math. Since I didnt eat breakfast,it was hard answering the questions while your stomach is empty. Then came lunch, first we(me,dessa,karen,kate,keiko,truds) went to Mcdo, but there were alot of people there so we went to shakeys instead. Went back to MSA and yeah, we were late, so we had a different classroom and i didnt see him. Our classroom was like a detention class because the room is super small and super cold. Super FUN. I met new friends!! haha :)) took a lot of pictures. After that,went to Eastwood with Karen,Dessa,Truds. I had fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so stupid. I let him go. I missed the opportunity. Now I wont see him again na. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-7384639500155920673?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/7384639500155920673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=7384639500155920673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7384639500155920673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7384639500155920673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-1726518891381196276</id><published>2007-05-16T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T01:34:22.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i will wait for you</title><content type='html'>MSA day 10. Friday is our last day . :( Ill miss him. I am so stupid enough.Make your move, boy. Ill wait for you :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our last lesson today in Math is pretty hard. I cant solve without scanning my notes. Also in Science, discussed about Physics. twas kinda hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-1726518891381196276?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/1726518891381196276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=1726518891381196276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1726518891381196276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1726518891381196276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-wait-for-you.html' title='i will wait for you'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-4934928085824051605</id><published>2007-05-16T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:45:34.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>To Die For Bags</title><content type='html'>There's more to come.. 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But Id love to take the risk.Also, after my review, my family and I had lunch to celebrate Mother's day. After that, my Mom bought 3 pairs of shoes. Yeah, I was really exhausted. (wearing a 3 inch wedge for 4 hours).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this dress at an online store and the dress is really gorgeous. Yay!! I have to buy one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom, Dad, please pumunta kayo sa bank ngayon and deposit yung money. PLEASE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;I may not be with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;, but he's still my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;. He's still the one thing worth holding onto. The true test of love is no matter how long you two go without talking, He will always find a way back into your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;No matter how hard you try to forget him, you can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;It's the little things that mean the most, but breaks your heart all the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;. It's those times when a song comes on &amp; immediately you cry missing him, wanting him, needing him. Just wishing he thinks about you, &amp;amp; he has never forgotten the memories you two have, means everything. Just the small thought that maybe, just maybe there might be an "us". Give you the strength to hold on that much longer. You never realize how much you love something until you lose it. &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're the only one of the lucky ones if you get it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-5332556610121269257?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/5332556610121269257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=5332556610121269257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/5332556610121269257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/5332556610121269257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/risks.html' title='Risks'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-1997830094065842313</id><published>2007-05-12T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T05:47:05.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Things That A Perfect Guy Would Do</title><content type='html'>26 Things That A&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Guy Would Do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Know how to make you smile when you&lt;br /&gt;are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Try to secretly smell your hair, but&lt;br /&gt;you always notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stick up for you, but still respects&lt;br /&gt;your independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Give you the remote control during&lt;br /&gt;the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Come up behind you and put his arms&lt;br /&gt;around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. His hands always find yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be cute when he really wants&lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 . Offer you plenty of massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dance with you, even if he feels&lt;br /&gt;like a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Never run out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Be funny, but know how to be&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Realize he's being funny when he&lt;br /&gt;needs to be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Be patient when you take forever&lt;br /&gt;to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. React so cutely when you hit him&lt;br /&gt;and it actually hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Smile a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Plans a romantic date full of&lt;br /&gt;cheesy things he wouldn't normally like&lt;br /&gt;to do, just because he knows it means a&lt;br /&gt;lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Appreciate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Help others out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Drive 5 hours just to see you for&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Always gives you a peck on the&lt;br /&gt;cheek when you depart from each others&lt;br /&gt;company, even when his friends are&lt;br /&gt;watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Sing, even if he can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have a creative sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Stare at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Call for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Quit smoking, chewing, drinking, or&lt;br /&gt;drugs - just because he loves u that&lt;br /&gt;much to quit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-1997830094065842313?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/1997830094065842313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=1997830094065842313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1997830094065842313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1997830094065842313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/26-things-that-perfect-guy-would-do.html' title='26 Things That A Perfect Guy Would Do'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-7132561539354543819</id><published>2007-05-11T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T02:46:58.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>No Fear</title><content type='html'>There's an episode in One Tree Hill where Peyton is about to say her feelings to Lucas. His brother, Derek told her to take the risk and tell her feelings to lucas. I remember the line "NO FEAR".Yeah , Id love to take the risk but  I dont know whats going to happen if i tell him that I love him. and I want to approach him and talk to him. Okay, ill introduce myself to him. Will I take the risk??? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-7132561539354543819?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/7132561539354543819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=7132561539354543819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7132561539354543819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7132561539354543819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-fear.html' title='No Fear'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-3147681648386521926</id><published>2007-05-11T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T00:46:37.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Of You</title><content type='html'>My Blog entry for May9,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSA day 5. I love this day. This is one of the happiest moments . Haha :)) He really made me smile. I mean, I cant help but smile whenever I see him. I think im in love with YOU!!, Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Today, I arrived at MSA at around 7 am. Hahaha. I brought chocolates and datebars. I really want to talk to him but I dont know how to approach him. 3 more days. :(( I dont want this to end pa,Id/Ill definitely miss him. I mean I don't want the review thing to end without me getting to know him and talking to him. Help.!! sana maging "close" naman kami and magusap kami. and i dont want to make the first move. I want him to make the first move &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-3147681648386521926?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/3147681648386521926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=3147681648386521926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3147681648386521926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3147681648386521926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures-of-you.html' title='Pictures Of You'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-6614227331658159140</id><published>2007-05-06T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:07:08.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at first sight</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we went to Mall of Asia and after that went to NAIA to fetch Daddy. After that, we went to Duty Free and bought lots of stuff and I bought a perfume. Miss Dior Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new crush. His name is Ron and he is my classmate at MSA. Ron reminds me of *HIM* sigh.  Is he my real life Chase? If I would look at him would he look at me too? I like him. Is it possible for him to like me back?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kanina, he was infront of me and he keeps on looking at me  He doesnt even know that I noticed him looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to MSA a while ago. We discussed Biology and Geometry and then we had quizzes and twas really difficult. I promise Id do better next meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to watch Spider Man 3. I am so excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-6614227331658159140?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/6614227331658159140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=6614227331658159140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6614227331658159140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6614227331658159140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at first sight'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-1859124637672606797</id><published>2007-05-04T23:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:16:19.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>MSA day 3. I wore a dress. After that,we went shopping again and I splurged on clothes. I bought two pairs of shoes. I bought a pair of wedge/wedges and a pair of hot flats. It was really fun but i was really exhausted because i wore heels and we shopped for 6 hours. So how was that.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I have to go now because Im going to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, youve got to check this out : Click &lt;a href="http://meez.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-1859124637672606797?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/1859124637672606797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=1859124637672606797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1859124637672606797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1859124637672606797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping Spree'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-3895898332450515292</id><published>2007-05-03T01:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:12:45.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose bleed</title><content type='html'>Ive been answering this homework for hours!. Our assignments are so damn hard. I have to study hard and practice more. I should learn how to manage my time answering each question, this is because college entrace exams like UPCAT have time limits. (ie. 25 items in 5 minutes) and I cant even answer 5 questions in 5 minutes. So yeah, I really have to work hard on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I gave my sister Cheska, my niece Denise and my cousin Abby makeovers. and they all looked good. We also had a photoshoot. Actually the makeover and photoshoot are just results of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom bought a new cellphone. N93!! im lovin it though its not mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-3895898332450515292?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/3895898332450515292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=3895898332450515292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3895898332450515292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3895898332450515292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/nose-bleed.html' title='Nose bleed'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-6838255023798120184</id><published>2007-05-02T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T02:05:54.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was good at algebra</title><content type='html'>I arrived at Mcdo at around 6 am. I ate breakfast there, then went to MSA at around 7am. We had Science and Math class. We discussed General Science in Science and Algebra in Math. and of course we had quizzes. I got 1 low score in Science and I wasnt able to finish the quiz in Math. Yeah, I should practice more because Im too slow solving for the equation. Time pressure. Waah. Yeah, after that,had lunch at Mcdo. I really want to go to California. Damn, I miss California!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched One Tree Hill yesterday. Chase (Stephen - Laguna Beach) is so HOT. Nathan is also HOT. Haha :)) One Tree Hill is &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes from yesterday's episode: Resolve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase&lt;/b&gt;: So, I was thinking since you said you can tutor me in calculus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: I did. But what's in it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase&lt;/b&gt;: Well, I can feed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: Like a monkey in a cage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase&lt;/b&gt;: Feed you like a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: That sounds nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase&lt;/b&gt;: How about tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Nathan enters the weight room)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nathan&lt;/b&gt;: So how naked do we have to get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Skills laughs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills&lt;/b&gt;: See I knew you would come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nathan&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;(walks inside)&lt;/i&gt; Did the closet explode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haley:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(tries to zipper up the dress)&lt;/i&gt; Oh... How do I look in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nathan:&lt;/b&gt; Is there a right answer to that question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haley:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(gets frustrated, flings a dress to the ground)&lt;/i&gt; Well none of my dresses fit anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nathan:&lt;/b&gt; Baby, you're... you're pregnant! They're not supposed to fit you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: What do virgins talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mouth&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;(Sarcastically)&lt;/i&gt; Oh, we like rainbows and kittens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase&lt;/b&gt;: But I wouldn't call you cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase&lt;/b&gt;: More like.. beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(about the record Skills wants to borrow)&lt;/i&gt; So what do you guys need this music for anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills:&lt;/b&gt; Well, me and Nathan.. Let's just say we entered a dance contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton:&lt;/b&gt; Wait.. Nathan Scott?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Skills nods&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton:&lt;/b&gt; No way. What aren't you telling me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills:&lt;/b&gt; Let's just say you gotta show some skin to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton:&lt;/b&gt; You guys are stripping?! Shut up! Please can I tell Lucas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills:&lt;/b&gt; Better than that.. Why don't you tell some girls, because the way he move we're gonna need all the home cooking we can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Hey blondie.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kisses Peyton&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: It's gonna be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: It really is, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Peyton smiles, and kisses Lucas&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: Did you do something slutty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt;: Let's just say I started the morning off with a bang.            =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haley&lt;/b&gt;: You know what, it's ok. I'll just, I'll go and I'll be pregnant and gimpy and um, you know most likely wearing sweat pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nathan&lt;/b&gt;: Hey, Hey, you'll look great in anything ok.  It's alright.  Uh except maybe that dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke:&lt;/b&gt; Mouth, why won't Chase talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mouth:&lt;/b&gt; Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke:&lt;/b&gt; Chase, the new guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mouth:&lt;/b&gt; Another new guy!? GREAT! (sarcastically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chase:&lt;/b&gt; Your heart is beating really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke:&lt;/b&gt; Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Happy looks good on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah? I feel like I'm living in an Air Supply song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Well, if we're gonna go 80s, I'm more of a Van Halen fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: No, it's just...everything is better now. Pinks are pinker and blues are bluer and even my favorite foods taste yummier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Yummier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: Yummier. What's your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: I'll tell you what, they probably taste so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Well, if anyone can make a chocolate chip cookie taste better I'm sure it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: See? You are so feeling the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Sure, anything for a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Lucas enters Karen's café)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karen&lt;/b&gt;: Hey, I almost didn't recognize you without Peyton attached to your hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karen&lt;/b&gt;: Well, if it matters, I approve. You've had the biggest crush on her for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: Mom, guys don't have crushes. Just girls have crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karen&lt;/b&gt;: What do guys have? The hots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;(Really uncomfortable)&lt;/i&gt; The hots. Seriously, where do you come up with this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karen&lt;/b&gt;: My point is, that I am very happy that the two of you have finally found each other.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills&lt;/b&gt;: So, how's everything going with you and Lucas? I mean, are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peyton&lt;/b&gt;: I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills&lt;/b&gt;: That's my girl. You know, love sometimes don't really make sense. I mean, look at me and Bevin. But you two make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brooke&lt;/b&gt;: Check me out, I'm a smart virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt;: Great, you're the new Mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;(voiceover)&lt;/i&gt; Happiness comes in many forms. In the company of good friends, in the feeling you get when you make someone else’s dreams come true, or in a promise of hope renewed. It’s OK to let yourself be happy, because you never know how fleeting that happiness might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;(About her "Clean Teen" T-shirt)&lt;/i&gt; This shirt is like a guy magnet. I’ve never gotten so much attention with my clothes on.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucas&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;(voiceover)&lt;/i&gt; Sometimes pain becomes such a huge part of your life that you expect it to always be there, because you can’t remember a time in your life when it wasn’t. But then one day you feel something else. Something that feels wrong only because it’s so unfamiliar, and in that moment you realize you’re happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-6838255023798120184?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/6838255023798120184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=6838255023798120184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6838255023798120184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6838255023798120184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-good-at-algebra.html' title='I was good at algebra'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-7252547604359016657</id><published>2007-04-30T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:32:40.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Addiction</title><content type='html'>Im totally inLOVE with Fashion. I really really love Fashion. I want to buy MORE CLOTHES. Yeah. Note to myself: Save more money so that I could buy lots of clothes. Ill post My Fashion Wishlist soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-7252547604359016657?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/7252547604359016657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=7252547604359016657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7252547604359016657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/7252547604359016657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/fashion-addiction.html' title='Fashion Addiction'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-6250796159073066888</id><published>2007-04-30T03:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T03:42:12.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day at MSA</title><content type='html'>My first day at MSA was okay. We had a diagnostic test so I went home at 5pm. Yeah. Whole day. Dessa wore a dress. I swear that I'd wear more girly outfits because seriously, Dessa told me that I look like a lesbian because of my new hair. No. I dont want that. I AM A GIRLY GIRL. I am a glamour girl/ SO yeah, ill wear dress this wednesday or this week. With the outfit im wearing a while ago, I looked like a UP student. haha. because im wearing jeans and i think the backpack made me looked like a UP student. haha :)) i hope that ill pass the UPCAT. Okay, enough of that. A while ago, after the lunch break, we had math and english class. We discussed ratio and proportion in Math and had a quiz and vocabulary in English and had 2 seatworks and a quiz. We have homework. :| yay!! I should buy  ADOBE PHOTOSHOP SOON!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-6250796159073066888?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/6250796159073066888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=6250796159073066888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6250796159073066888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6250796159073066888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/1st-day-at-msa.html' title='1st day at MSA'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-5201006013858709749</id><published>2007-04-29T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T05:13:42.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit or stay</title><content type='html'>I am really confused right now. Will I quit or will i stay in Banaag? A lot of people are telling me that I should quit because it takes a lot of my time. They'd say I should focus more on my studies as this will be my last year in high school so that i would get into a good college. Making my own decisions is really hard. Especially this one. I really love theatre and that's my passion. On the other hand, I dont have close friends there. I dont really socialize that much in Banaag and I need to focus more on my studies. Please, God give me a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the start of my review. This mean less slacking and less doing nonsense stuff and more studying. This also means my summer is about to end. (not your summer, my summer). I have decided that I will take nursing as my course. Yeah, nursing is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-5201006013858709749?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/5201006013858709749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=5201006013858709749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/5201006013858709749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/5201006013858709749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/quit-or-stay.html' title='Quit or stay'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-1353354428584138114</id><published>2007-04-26T05:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T05:02:10.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fontana</title><content type='html'>went to Fontana yesterday and went home today. it was fun. The place is great and the house that we checked in is so cute. Had fun. My other relatives were there too. we went to Fontana to celebrate Erika Maxene's 3rd birthday and Tita Emma's 50th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my review starts next week. Im not excited. But I hope this review will help. I really want to study in a good college. cant believe that I am already doing this, I mean college. A few years from now, im going to work. Im going to earn my own money. I have to study hard because what we are talking about is my future. My dream and I cant even decide which course am I going to take. I also want to study abroad. Its my dream too. But I dont know how am I going to say it to my parents and I now theyve been really working hard and I dont want them to worry about my tuition (because if I study in the US, my parents would spent P1M a year and I dont even know if I am going to get a scholarship because Im not really that smart.) I really want to go to US!! or anywhere in Europe. Its been years since the last time Im in a foreign country. I really miss that. My dad asked me what are my plans for my debut and I told him I dont want to throw a party, I told him I want to go to Europe, US and tour around the world. Travelling around the world is one of my dreams. I am really hoping for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-1353354428584138114?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/1353354428584138114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=1353354428584138114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1353354428584138114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1353354428584138114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/fontana.html' title='Fontana'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-486973015962853915</id><published>2007-04-24T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T06:11:39.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>we will go to Fontana tomorrow!! Yehey!! im so excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I watched Prince and Me. I really loved that movie. Luke Mably is so hot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched Kids of America but I didnt finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrollment day today[MC and MSA]. My mom enrolled me at MSA. My review will start next Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched One Tree Hill. Brooke and Rachel joined Clean Teen =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently watching E! News. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-486973015962853915?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/486973015962853915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=486973015962853915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/486973015962853915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/486973015962853915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-1150372240714180558</id><published>2007-04-21T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:10:31.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not a bum</title><content type='html'>I find it hard to blog these days. I am really bored. I need to go to Europe or LA. Please. I really want to go there. Its not good for me to stay here and do nothing but internet. These past few days I have been thinking what course am I going to take. They want me to take Nursing [i guess its okay] But I want to be a Hollywood actress/Broadway actress. I want to study in UCLA. and I want to work in US. I also want to be a magazine editor. waaah. Help me decide. Deciding isnt fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, went to Eastwood with Liana, Liana's sister, Abbie,Norman,Therese. It was fun and at the same time boring. Haha. watched The Bloomfields.then went home. Mom and I fought again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Went to MC to return Kamae's 20k earrings that I used[Prom]&lt;br /&gt;My sister's 3rd birthday. It was okay, I guess. Our relatives were here. We are going to celebrate her birthday at fontana on the 25th. Yehey . Im super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Tita Fely's bday. Stayed at home and ate Yellow cab pizza. Yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself not doing anything again. Bumming&lt;br /&gt;My Lola and Lolo's Bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Still using the Internet. Went to Daniel's baptism. Stardolling and ElleGirl. OH SO BORING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot, Prince William and Kate Middleton broke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-1150372240714180558?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/1150372240714180558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=1150372240714180558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1150372240714180558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/1150372240714180558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-not-bum.html' title='i am not a bum'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-4634543880780649621</id><published>2007-04-16T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T04:30:49.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh so boring</title><content type='html'>my summer is oh so boring. I want to go to LA. I miss LA. I miss Beverly Hills. I could live there. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a yb. 4 months no yb :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didnt go to Puerto Galera because I was sick. Boo hoo. Stayed in my room and watched tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... BUMMING( watch TV, ate snacks, breakfast,lunch,dinner, took a bath,slept)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mom and I went to the mall and went to the salon. Haha. My hair is really short like Sarah's (ANTM cycle 6) hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to Rockwell and splurged on clothes and bags. spent 12,000 bucks (sa clothes ko lang). haha. But im not going to wear these clothes this summer(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i mean kapag nagreview classes)&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.  After that, went to Sta Lu and I saw&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bum. bum. bum. Mom and I fought because she thought that I stole her oh so expensive Cartier bangles and I swear I didnt steal those bangles.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasi nawala eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to Tita Emma's house. Tita Chenet was there too so we bought cheap accessories from her and spent 4k. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday(Today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I found myself reading books. Geom book. Haha. Im really really bored. Watched OTH,ANTM and FashionTv. Gina got/was eliminated and Jade is sooooo mean. Haha&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-4634543880780649621?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/4634543880780649621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=4634543880780649621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/4634543880780649621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/4634543880780649621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-so-boring.html' title='oh so boring'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-6772615086873706998</id><published>2007-04-12T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T04:08:19.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New addiction</title><content type='html'>I havent been blogging these past few days because i have a new addiction! &lt;a href="http://stardoll.com/"&gt;Stardoll&lt;/a&gt;! This site is uber cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Nueva Ecija and Pampanga to celebrate Easter Sunday.I didnt go to Puerto Galera last Tuesday because my mom didnt want me to. actually she wants me, but its too late because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last minute ko na sinabi sa kanya. &lt;/span&gt;haha.  New haircut for me!! My hair is super short!! Bought Ugly Betty Season 1 today. Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and my mom got my card. I got a C in Geom :| sucks. but at least i passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not bored and I am not a bum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-6772615086873706998?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/6772615086873706998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=6772615086873706998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6772615086873706998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6772615086873706998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-addiction.html' title='New addiction'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-410855976143879563</id><published>2007-04-05T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:14:25.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duty Free</title><content type='html'>My Mom and sisters are finally here. Im so happy. They arrived at the airport at around 4? im not really sure. But Im so happy that they're here. My dad will arrive here in the Phils. next month. cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to Duty Free to buy chocolates and others stuffs and had dinner there and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasalubongs na&lt;/span&gt;. Yehey. My mom bought me lots of nice stuffs like... haha :)) My brother is so unfair. He shouldnt have bought the bag because he already has one.He finally got his digicam. So unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Chanel bag. Yes, I want to buy one. And I want lots of designer clothes too and lots of jewelries too. Tee hee. I want to go to Paris or anywhere in Europe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-410855976143879563?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/410855976143879563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=410855976143879563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/410855976143879563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/410855976143879563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/duty-free.html' title='Duty Free'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-9083931566297969307</id><published>2007-04-04T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T04:07:12.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>T-ann and I were having a little chat about what are our plans this summer. My plans this summer are: college entrance exam review/SAT review, banaag workshop and abs cbn workshop. Then we talked about our plans for college. Then the word dream popped into my mind/head. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little kid, I dreamed about being an actress, it is my ultimate dream. I want to live a glamourous life, having everything you want. Acting is my passion and I love performing, doing what I can do and sharing it to the whole world, because when you're on stage, you forget everything. That's what I like about performing. I want to be a Hollywood actress or a Broadway actress. I want people to remember me of who i am and what i love. I want to win an Oscar or a Tony. Hehe and of course, i want to be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dream of being a model because I just love being dolled up but its impossible for me being model because Im not tall. :( but I do have the model's size. Haha. Its nice to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to be a doctor. I want to save other people's lives though I cant save mine :(. kk. Yeah, but this isnt my ultimate dream. Haha. I dont want to wait for 10 years to study medicine. But yeah. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to be a designer. I want to have my own label, and I want to see people wearing my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business woman: I want to build an "empire". Yeah, I want to own a company. Haha and I want it to be a successful ones. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. I am really bored. I want to go to US. California, baby. I want to go to the beach. I also want to go shopping. Ive been stuck in this house for 3 days. Somebody save me. I am really bored. I hate being a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at around 12 nn. Watched the telly. ETC and FashionTV are my heroes. Then ate lunch. Ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda. &lt;/span&gt;Surfed the net. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-9083931566297969307?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/9083931566297969307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=9083931566297969307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/9083931566297969307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/9083931566297969307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-4668260598088693927</id><published>2007-04-02T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T07:58:16.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Week</title><content type='html'>Dessa and I went to Philippine Fashion Week yesterday at Glorietta. We arrived there at around 5.30 and a lot of people were there. I saw a couple of celebrities. The designers were great!! I love their designs. We weren't able to finish the fashion show because we/they got bored so we went window shopping and had our (Dessa and I) pictures taken. Then had dinner at Mcdonalds and went to Starbucks afterwards. Then slept/ sleepover at Dessa's. Had fun there too. Watched One Tree Hill and Dessa made a layout but she didnt use it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-4668260598088693927?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/4668260598088693927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=4668260598088693927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/4668260598088693927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/4668260598088693927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/04/fashion-week.html' title='Fashion Week'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-8183772125860693235</id><published>2007-03-30T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T06:16:29.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Movie Script Ending: Yellow Promenade 2007</title><content type='html'>Last night was a blast. Haha. Thanks to those who made my prom a memorable one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Makati ShangRi-La at around 4.30 pm. I was so early, I was waiting at the lobby for 10 minutes, so i texted Trish and asked her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung ano &lt;/span&gt;room number  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nila.  &lt;/span&gt;I went there, room 630. I love their room[Which btw cost about 16k] haha. I also saw Golda and Diane there. I had my hair and make-up done at Xperts salon. While waiting, I took a lot of pictures. Vain pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to the lobby and I saw Julie and her date, L.A.[he's gay but he is HOT] He's nice. I also saw Maui and her date, Dwayne[her cousin] he is HOT too. haha. Then I saw Abbie and Jema, we hanged out at the lobby. Abbie and T-ann went to Rizal Ballroom as Jema and I were waiting for our dates. Finally, I saw him. At first I didnt approach him since Im not sure if he's that guy. Then I called him and he's my date. Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nilagay niya &lt;/span&gt;corsage ko. I didnt buy a &lt;i&gt;boutonniere &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;because I really didnt know that you have to give one for your date. After that, went to Rizal Ballroom and had our pictures taken. My date is so funny. But he's too busy hanging out with his gay friends{boy hunting}. Lots of things happened. But it was really fun. After the prom, we [except for Bryan and Meynard] went to Starbucks. haha. Maui was a little tipsy. It was fun hanging out with them. Haha. I like Dwayne. Hehe :)) Im so excited for next year: Gradball. I know who am I going to ask na!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-8183772125860693235?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/8183772125860693235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=8183772125860693235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8183772125860693235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8183772125860693235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/03/movie-script-ending-yellow-promenade.html' title='A Movie Script Ending: Yellow Promenade 2007'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-2187788810991514425</id><published>2007-03-28T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T05:17:44.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's the BIG day</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the big day. Actually, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;excited. Shiz. Im not excited for the "big day" anymore.I dont know why, but its not because of my date, its just that.. okay i really dont know. and yeah. my teeth hurts. its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate tooot. She's a user, she'll just call/text/approach me when she needs me, but when I need her I cant call/text/approach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the dentist a while a go. Ouch. My teeth really hurts.I hate wearing braces.I used to love wearing braces, but after realizing that wearing braces is/are painful, I hate it. :( Anyway, after that, I went to the mall to buy Sally Hansen airbrush. I finally have one for tomorrows prom. Watched OTH season 4 ep. 1-6. haha. My brother bought the dvd for only 50 bucks. haha .soo cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;see,&lt;em&gt; there's this guy&lt;/em&gt;.. and when I met him,&lt;br /&gt;it was like.. like a shade going up in a dark room&lt;br /&gt;and light &lt;u&gt;suddenly&lt;/u&gt; pouring in. &lt;strong&gt;he understood me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way that no one ever did or could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;falling &lt;em&gt;in love with him&lt;/em&gt; felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;I felt strange things going on inside me,&lt;br /&gt;and I knew that these weren't things&lt;br /&gt;I would &lt;strong&gt;recover from&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;these were changes that were shaping&lt;br /&gt;the way things were going to be,&lt;br /&gt;and I wouldn't &lt;u&gt;find out how&lt;/u&gt; until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know &lt;u&gt;I've never&lt;/u&gt; done the right thing,&lt;br /&gt;or said the right thing. &lt;em&gt;I know I act like a fool&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know I said we'd be buddy-buddy friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that wouldn't be true to my heart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A person can only &lt;em&gt;run from their feelings&lt;/em&gt; for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Before having to &lt;strong&gt;come to terms&lt;/strong&gt; with whats in their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you fall in love with someone,&lt;br /&gt;because of &lt;em&gt;the tilt of his smile&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;or because &lt;strong&gt;he can make you laugh&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;or in this case, because he made you believe,&lt;br /&gt;you were &lt;u&gt;the one&lt;/u&gt; who could save him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i &lt;em&gt;bruise&lt;/em&gt; like a peach. i &lt;strong&gt;mumble&lt;/strong&gt; when i speak.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the gutter looking at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;i've &lt;u&gt;always been&lt;/u&gt; in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;it feels like &lt;strong&gt;we just met&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday, and&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to scream "&lt;em&gt;this can't be&lt;br /&gt;happening&lt;/em&gt;." please don't grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;without me&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;what would &lt;u&gt;you say&lt;/u&gt; if i told you..&lt;br /&gt;that i was completely, &lt;strong&gt;no doubt about it&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;absolutely...&lt;em&gt;in love with you&lt;/em&gt;?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;there's something i've been wanting to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for a long, long time&lt;/em&gt;. it's getting to the point&lt;br /&gt;where all i want..all i need, &lt;u&gt;is you&lt;/u&gt;. so join&lt;br /&gt;me for a kiss that we've both been wanting&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;strong&gt; longer than either of us&lt;/strong&gt; could even remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;imagine &lt;u&gt;a future moment&lt;/u&gt; in your life where all your&lt;br /&gt;dreams come true. you know, it's the greatest moment&lt;em&gt; in&lt;br /&gt;your life&lt;/em&gt; and you get to experience it with one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who's standing next to you&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;cause &lt;u&gt;i just have to&lt;/u&gt; tell you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so sure what i'd do without you.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's cold outside, but this late night&lt;br /&gt;is just&lt;em&gt;no fun without you&lt;/em&gt;, and i just wanted&lt;br /&gt;to say thanks; you're&lt;strong&gt; the only reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've smiled in days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We are &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; to one another,&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need to say so, it’s just true.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seem like &lt;strong&gt;we’re so close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we form &lt;u&gt;one single complete&lt;/u&gt; person&lt;br /&gt;Rather than two of separate ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you're &lt;strong&gt;the one memory&lt;/strong&gt; i wanted&lt;br /&gt;to keep in my heart, the one i could&lt;br /&gt;look back on and smile at myself that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone like you&lt;/em&gt; liked me back,&lt;br /&gt;too bad &lt;u&gt;that will never&lt;/u&gt; happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car.&lt;u&gt; I hate it when you stare&lt;/u&gt;. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it...I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. &lt;strong&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry&lt;/strong&gt;. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. &lt;em&gt;Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;+10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-2187788810991514425?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/2187788810991514425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=2187788810991514425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/2187788810991514425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/2187788810991514425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/03/tomorrows-big-day.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s the BIG day'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-8357385663570175368</id><published>2007-03-27T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T07:53:00.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/iggy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/iggy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/iggy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/iggy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/iggy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;I was &lt;u&gt;worried&lt;/u&gt; I &lt;b&gt;wouldn't &lt;/b&gt;be&lt;i&gt; good &lt;/i&gt;enough&lt;u&gt; for you&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;b&gt; that's why &lt;/b&gt;I&lt;i&gt; lied&lt;/i&gt;. That's &lt;i&gt;what scares me&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;being &lt;i&gt;enough&lt;/i&gt;, not &lt;u&gt;smart enough&lt;/u&gt;, not &lt;b&gt;pretty enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; good &lt;i&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I'm &lt;u&gt;ready&lt;/u&gt; to be the girl I &lt;i&gt;used to&lt;/i&gt; be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The one &lt;/u&gt;who &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; cried,&lt;br /&gt;never &lt;i&gt;got mad &lt;/i&gt;about &lt;u&gt;dumb&lt;/u&gt; things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;&lt;/i&gt; the&lt;i&gt; one girl &lt;/i&gt;who would &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;worry&lt;/u&gt; about being &lt;i&gt;in love&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think it is time I let you go, &lt;/b&gt;and that &lt;i&gt;is so hard to do /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;because &lt;u&gt;some part &lt;/u&gt;of &lt;b&gt;me &lt;/b&gt;will &lt;i&gt;be in love &lt;/i&gt;with&lt;u&gt; you &lt;/u&gt;for the&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of my life&lt;/b&gt;, but the &lt;i&gt;((daydreaming)),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;the&lt;b&gt; running &lt;/b&gt;in &lt;u&gt;place&lt;/u&gt;.....it's&lt;i&gt; not &lt;/i&gt;healthy. So &lt;b&gt;this is me&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cutting &lt;/i&gt;the&lt;u&gt; cord&lt;/u&gt;. This is &lt;b&gt;me,&lt;/b&gt; doing what &lt;i&gt;I should have&lt;br /&gt;done eight months &lt;/i&gt;ago.....&lt;u&gt;saying goodbye&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;|3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;b&gt; letting go &lt;/b&gt;of&lt;i&gt; the past &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;u&gt;moving on.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;realized&lt;/b&gt; what &lt;i&gt;I have &lt;/i&gt;isn't &lt;u&gt;that bad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;and&lt;b&gt; I'm done worrying &lt;/b&gt;about &lt;i&gt;what's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;It's time to&lt;b&gt; let you go&lt;/b&gt;. It's &lt;i&gt;time &lt;/i&gt;to &lt;u&gt;say&lt;/u&gt; goodbye. &lt;b&gt;No more excuses&lt;/b&gt;, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;more tears to cry. &lt;/u&gt;There's&lt;b&gt; been &lt;/b&gt;so &lt;i&gt;many changes&lt;/i&gt;. I've &lt;u&gt;been&lt;/u&gt; so &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;confused.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;b&gt;along&lt;/b&gt; you &lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt; the &lt;u&gt;one. &lt;/u&gt;All&lt;b&gt; the &lt;/b&gt;time&lt;i&gt; I never knew&lt;/i&gt;. I&lt;u&gt; want &lt;/u&gt;you&lt;b&gt; to &lt;/b&gt;be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're my best friend&lt;/b&gt;. But,&lt;b&gt; it's so hard &lt;/b&gt;to &lt;i&gt;let you go now&lt;/i&gt;, with &lt;u&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;that &lt;i&gt;could have been&lt;/i&gt;. I'll&lt;u&gt; always &lt;/u&gt;have &lt;b&gt;the memories&lt;/b&gt;. She'll &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; have &lt;b&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;/b&gt; these&lt;i&gt; are &lt;/i&gt;my&lt;u&gt; last words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;And &lt;b&gt;this my last breath&lt;/b&gt;. I'd&lt;i&gt; give &lt;/i&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;everything &lt;/u&gt;if &lt;b&gt;there&lt;/b&gt; was &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have nothing left to prove,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;I will &lt;/u&gt;live &lt;b&gt;with &lt;/b&gt;my &lt;u&gt;regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I &lt;b&gt;would&lt;/b&gt; give&lt;i&gt; you everything,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;if only there was something left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Yes, &lt;u&gt;you &lt;/u&gt;can &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt; to&lt;i&gt; get &lt;/i&gt;over &lt;u&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;wash&lt;/i&gt; him &lt;b&gt;away&lt;/b&gt; with your &lt;u&gt;tears&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt; girl&lt;i&gt; knows &lt;/i&gt;that&lt;b&gt; in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;bottom&lt;/u&gt; of your &lt;i&gt;heart&lt;/i&gt;, even &lt;b&gt;if it`s &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only a &lt;b&gt;tiny&lt;/b&gt; part, he is &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;going to be &lt;i&gt;part&lt;/i&gt; of your &lt;u&gt;l i f e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;I&lt;b&gt; miss &lt;/b&gt;the &lt;i&gt;days &lt;/i&gt;you &lt;u&gt;held me&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;the days &lt;/b&gt;I&lt;i&gt; heard &lt;/i&gt;your &lt;u&gt;voice. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;i&gt; miss &lt;/i&gt;the &lt;u&gt;days&lt;/u&gt; you &lt;b&gt;were there&lt;/b&gt;. Us&lt;i&gt; falling &lt;/i&gt;apart &lt;u&gt;wasn't&lt;/u&gt; my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;choice.&lt;/b&gt; I&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; miss &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;the &lt;u&gt;days&lt;/u&gt; you&lt;i&gt; kissed &lt;/i&gt;me, and &lt;b&gt;the feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;we&lt;i&gt; used to show&lt;/i&gt;. But&lt;u&gt; most &lt;/u&gt;of all, &lt;b&gt;I miss the guy&lt;/b&gt; that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;I thought I used to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;I've never understood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;the&lt;i&gt; reasoning &lt;/i&gt;for&lt;u&gt; someone &lt;/u&gt;to &lt;b&gt;"move on" &lt;/b&gt;from &lt;i&gt;a relationship&lt;/i&gt;. It's &lt;u&gt;not &lt;/u&gt;like &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; are&lt;i&gt; really &lt;/i&gt;going to&lt;u&gt; "move on", &lt;/u&gt;you&lt;b&gt; are &lt;/b&gt;just &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to&lt;i&gt; tell &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;your heart&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;b&gt;stop thinking &lt;/b&gt;about&lt;i&gt; that person &lt;/i&gt;every&lt;u&gt; second &lt;/u&gt;of&lt;b&gt; every minute &lt;/b&gt;of&lt;i&gt; everyday &lt;/i&gt;until &lt;u&gt;it finally &lt;/u&gt;becomes &lt;b&gt;a routine &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;i&gt;you don't notice it anymore&lt;/i&gt;. That is, &lt;b&gt;until you see that person again&lt;/b&gt;, with &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt; who &lt;i&gt;isn't&lt;/i&gt; you,&lt;b&gt; and &lt;/b&gt;then&lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt;have &lt;u&gt;to remind &lt;/u&gt;yourself &lt;b&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;So &lt;u&gt;maybe&lt;/u&gt; I was wrong in &lt;i&gt;thinking&lt;/i&gt; we were &lt;b&gt;meant to be&lt;/b&gt; &amp; that we were &lt;u&gt;made&lt;/u&gt; for each other. Maybe we were &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; supposed to fall in &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; the way we did. Hell, we &lt;i&gt;probably&lt;/i&gt; weren't even &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;u&gt;meet&lt;/u&gt; when we did, or &lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt; we shouldn't have met &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. But I &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; this much, if we &lt;i&gt;aren't&lt;/i&gt; meant &lt;u&gt;to be&lt;/u&gt; I&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt; don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know &lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt; I can't seem to come to &lt;i&gt;terms&lt;/i&gt; of saying &lt;u&gt;goodbye&lt;/u&gt; to you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if we &lt;b&gt;weren't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;fall&lt;/u&gt; in love then it was the most &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt; mistake I’ve &lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt; made. And if I &lt;b&gt;hadn't&lt;/b&gt; have met you, I &lt;i&gt;probably&lt;/i&gt; wouldn't &lt;u&gt;be&lt;/u&gt; the&lt;b&gt; person &lt;/b&gt;I am &lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;. I &lt;b&gt;loved&lt;/b&gt; you with &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; I &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;It &lt;b&gt;may&lt;/b&gt; seem &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; the&lt;u&gt; wrong &lt;/u&gt;thing &lt;b&gt;to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;but&lt;b&gt; you have &lt;/b&gt;to&lt;i&gt; forget &lt;/i&gt;about &lt;u&gt;the guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;who&lt;b&gt; f o r g o t &lt;/b&gt;about &lt;i&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;At &lt;i&gt;some point &lt;/i&gt;you&lt;b&gt; have &lt;/b&gt;to&lt;u&gt; realize &lt;/u&gt;that &lt;i&gt;he doesn't care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and &lt;b&gt;you could &lt;/b&gt;be &lt;i&gt;missing &lt;/i&gt;out &lt;u&gt;on someone &lt;/u&gt;who &lt;b&gt;actually &lt;/b&gt;does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes &lt;/i&gt;a &lt;u&gt;person&lt;/u&gt; has to &lt;b&gt;let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;because&lt;i&gt; their heart &lt;/i&gt;is &lt;b&gt;just &lt;/b&gt;too &lt;u&gt;tired&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;b&gt;holding on&lt;/b&gt;. They'll &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you &lt;/u&gt;though. &lt;b&gt;No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;/b&gt; the&lt;u&gt; hardest thing &lt;/u&gt;to &lt;i&gt;let go &lt;/i&gt;of &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;something &lt;/u&gt;you &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; really &lt;b&gt;had. &lt;/b&gt;What &lt;u&gt;could've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;happened &lt;i&gt;didn't. &lt;/i&gt;It’s&lt;b&gt; just &lt;/b&gt;the&lt;u&gt; way &lt;/u&gt;the &lt;i&gt;cookie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crumbles. &lt;i&gt;This is my &lt;u&gt;goodbye&lt;/u&gt; to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;I’ll never forget the way you made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Well,&lt;b&gt; I &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; let him go&lt;/b&gt;. The &lt;b&gt;guy &lt;/b&gt;who &lt;i&gt;treated&lt;/i&gt; me &lt;u&gt;awful&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;b&gt;now,&lt;/b&gt; finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;he realizes&lt;/i&gt; what &lt;u&gt;he threw away&lt;/u&gt;. But,&lt;b&gt; this time&lt;/b&gt;, I&lt;i&gt; finally &lt;/i&gt;have&lt;u&gt; the courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;to&lt;b&gt; stay &lt;/b&gt;away &lt;i&gt;from&lt;/i&gt; him and&lt;u&gt; just be myself&lt;/u&gt;. I&lt;b&gt; finally &lt;/b&gt;have &lt;i&gt;the courage &lt;/i&gt;to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not coming back&lt;/i&gt;, you &lt;u&gt;realized &lt;/u&gt;too &lt;b&gt;late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Fuck &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; for&lt;b&gt; leading &lt;/b&gt;me &lt;i&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;/i&gt; for &lt;u&gt;making me &lt;/u&gt;fall &lt;b&gt;for&lt;/b&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fuck&lt;/u&gt; you for &lt;i&gt;being perfect &lt;/i&gt;in &lt;b&gt;my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Fuck you for &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt; what &lt;u&gt;to say&lt;/u&gt;, everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fuck you&lt;/b&gt; for&lt;i&gt; trying &lt;/i&gt;to &lt;u&gt;spend&lt;/u&gt; time&lt;b&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuck you&lt;/i&gt; for&lt;u&gt; making &lt;/u&gt;me &lt;b&gt;want you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you for letting me go,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;you knew &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; to&lt;b&gt; stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I spent &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; many &lt;b&gt;nights&lt;/b&gt; thinking about &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;b&gt;heart&lt;/b&gt; spent &lt;u&gt;to &lt;/u&gt;many hours &lt;b&gt;missing&lt;/b&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;wasted&lt;/u&gt; my &lt;i&gt;time&lt;/i&gt; being&lt;b&gt; with &lt;/b&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt; it's &lt;u&gt;time&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;i&gt;move&lt;/i&gt; on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Don't call me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;don't &lt;i&gt;write, &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;u&gt;don't show up &lt;/u&gt;late &lt;b&gt;at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;You&lt;b&gt; know &lt;/b&gt;we&lt;i&gt; needed &lt;/i&gt;some &lt;u&gt;time&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;b&gt;space&lt;/b&gt;. So&lt;i&gt; now &lt;/i&gt;I &lt;u&gt;say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;the things I want to say.&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes&lt;i&gt; it’s better letting go &lt;/i&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;way.&lt;/b&gt; I'll&lt;u&gt; always &lt;/u&gt;know&lt;i&gt; deep &lt;/i&gt;in&lt;b&gt; my soul &lt;/b&gt;that &lt;u&gt;we really had&lt;br /&gt;so far to go. &lt;/u&gt;I've &lt;b&gt;given&lt;/b&gt; all &lt;i&gt;I've had to give &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;u&gt; now &lt;/u&gt;it’s &lt;b&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; to&lt;u&gt; live&lt;/u&gt;. And &lt;b&gt;I won'&lt;/b&gt;t look &lt;u&gt;back&lt;/u&gt; and&lt;i&gt; I won't regret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;although&lt;/b&gt; it&lt;i&gt; hurts &lt;/i&gt;like&lt;u&gt; hell&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Someday I will forget you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I aint lookin back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm giving up &lt;/b&gt;on&lt;u&gt; loving &lt;/u&gt;you,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;can't &lt;/i&gt;take &lt;b&gt;the pain &lt;/b&gt;you've &lt;u&gt;put &lt;/u&gt;me&lt;i&gt; through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deep down &lt;/b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;know &lt;/i&gt;the&lt;u&gt; feelings &lt;/u&gt;will &lt;b&gt;always &lt;/b&gt;be &lt;i&gt;there...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Maybe someday you'll actually care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;Don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;ever &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;u&gt;come back &lt;/u&gt;to &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because&lt;/i&gt; this&lt;u&gt; time &lt;/u&gt;I'm&lt;b&gt; moving &lt;/b&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;i&gt; you're nothing &lt;/i&gt;but a&lt;u&gt; [[memory]]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-8357385663570175368?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/8357385663570175368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=8357385663570175368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8357385663570175368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/8357385663570175368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/03/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-6419605233423254566</id><published>2007-03-27T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:50:09.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of farewells and prom crammings</title><content type='html'>Banaag Farewell party was fun. We went to Cheskie's house to prepare for the party. Then went to Pergula. Watched the video that we made for the seniors. I didnt swim. But I drnk!![Beer] haha. Ill miss the seniors. :( I'll miss the Green Queens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Kamae's house to get the jewelry that I'll wear for the prom. After that ,we went to Issa's BIG house to get my videocam. Then we went to SM north to buy my shoes,clutch and accessories. I bought a pair of gold shoes, a bronze clutch, a pair of earrings and a necklace. I didnt buy the Sally Hansen airbrush. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Im so bored. and lazy too. I have to wake up early tomorrow because I'll go/have to go to the dentist tom. waah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-6419605233423254566?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/6419605233423254566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=6419605233423254566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6419605233423254566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/6419605233423254566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-farewells-and-prom-crammings.html' title='of farewells and prom crammings'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-3340423345151831070</id><published>2007-03-25T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:05:43.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;can you say bored? yeap. i am really bored.ive been using this computer for hours, saving nonsense stuffs, fashion show pictures. Today is LS's graduation. Im gonna miss her sooooo much. :(( i want to see her because i miss her and there are chances that I wont be able to see her again. :(aww. tomorrow's the farewell party for the seniors, a swimming party. I dont want to swim because prom's 4 days away and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;i dont want to have a tan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here's a list of stuff that i must buy/need for prom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jewelries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bag/clutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;airbrush (Sally Hansen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hair and make-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i need to go to the dentist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;need to go to Kamae's house for the jewelry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love Chanel and Christian Lacroix. I downloaded the fashion show pics of Chanel Fall 07 RTW and Christian Lacroix Fall 07 RTW. I love their designs. haha. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; really bored. I was also watching Georges Chakra Haute Couture (FashionTV) and i love his designs. There's this dress that I want to wear for prom. Haha, but I cant because I already have a prom dress.hmm, maybe at the gradball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;nalang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently watching Date My Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017263121041872834-3340423345151831070?l=aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/feeds/3340423345151831070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1017263121041872834&amp;postID=3340423345151831070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3340423345151831070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1017263121041872834/posts/default/3340423345151831070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aslongasyouremine.blogspot.com/2007/03/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>dramaqueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017263121041872834.post-865267957333744849</id><published>2007-03-24T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:56:49.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Summer</title><content type='html'>March 23,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy!! I passed the Geom exams. For the first time, I passed Geom. I cant believe it. I am so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our clearance day today. So I went to school because of that stupid clearance. I got "cleared" . So Kamae, Therese,Maui,Jema, Mica and other people have to stay in school until 12. We got bored. After that, T-ann and I went to starbucks and after that to LSC to inquire for the college entrance exams thingy. We saw Jana,Alex, Jamoi and? I forgot the other one. Hehe. After that, T-ann went home, I went to mcdo and I saw Abbie and Joana then I sit with them. We went to Drew's nalang instead because they will play Dota or something. Haha. So to kill time, I surf the net and search for songs and Y!M with Maui too. After which, I decided to go to Shakey's and I got bored so I went to Natio . Dessa picked me up and went to the Derma near Celeb and Capitol. Had Diamond Peel and Ionto. I have to go back there because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulang &lt;/span&gt;money ko. It was painful, removing all those shiz. Then we went to Marikina Riverbanks. Dessa's relatives are so kind to me and they treat/treated me to Chowking. It was such a nice experience hanging out with her cousins and relatives. Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sinundo na ako nila Ate Rose and Kuya Jim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagonline ako. Arghhh. I hate my brother. Anyway, so there's this girl. She PMed me[YM] then blahblahabla... after that, she said that she lost the charger of my videocam. OHMYGOSH. sana hindi totoo. Please lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;March 24,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of my summer officially starts today!! Yey. Im bored. I watched TV and watched Cleopatra. Then I downloaded layouts in the internet. 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