<?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-8186775021661199046</id><updated>2012-02-15T12:03:01.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasm À Manille</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2378389794137407056</id><published>2012-02-14T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T12:03:01.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shouldn't dwell too much on the painful things. There are so many people who value me more than you do. I realize that now. I know I haven't been trying to be okay hard enough. I didn't want to. I was still somehow hoping things would get better. But now, I don't think that's possible. Thank you for making me see that today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since you like GIFs, I made one, too. Cerbas drew hearts on the dorsum of our hands. There was a crack drawn on mine but he covered it up with red marker although you can still see a mark. "&lt;i&gt;Normal naman 'yan, eh!&lt;/i&gt;" And I can try to mask it, but it'll be of no use. I won't lie to myself. I won't lie to you. It hurts like fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa2R6U3a3Ww/Tzo8-IAXXYI/AAAAAAAACLI/Xhr6omkJbFk/s1600/c7b97e660770dd6df819fc12e905c888.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa2R6U3a3Ww/Tzo8-IAXXYI/AAAAAAAACLI/Xhr6omkJbFk/s1600/c7b97e660770dd6df819fc12e905c888.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poorly made but I don't really care. Hoho&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I talked to a close friend of mine last night. The one I spent last year's Valentine's day with. Just our usual nonsensical conversation equipped with life lessons, i.e. Star Wars is awesome. Lol. Missed. Thank you, shiny siopao man. I will forever remember your kind words. *&lt;i&gt;stares&lt;/i&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doc Fidel calls me &lt;i&gt;Tachycardia &lt;/i&gt;now. God, so embarrassing. "&lt;i&gt;Tachycardia, magpacheck-up ka, ha?&lt;/i&gt;" Thank you, thank you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roses, chocolates and heartbreaks. Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna dance in the rain. I'm gonna dance wildly (and I'll make you a fuckin' GIF while I'm at it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2378389794137407056?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2378389794137407056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2378389794137407056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2378389794137407056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2378389794137407056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/02/dance-in-rain.html' title='Dance in the rain'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa2R6U3a3Ww/Tzo8-IAXXYI/AAAAAAAACLI/Xhr6omkJbFk/s72-c/c7b97e660770dd6df819fc12e905c888.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6819362854670992448</id><published>2012-02-13T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:49:11.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I don't know what exactly happened to me during that seminar. I just lost it. Maybe it's the stress? The coffee? Doubt it. Everything just seemed to fall on me these past few days. I just want to drop everything. And lie down. Somewhere. Sleep. Where you can't haunt my dreams anymore. I was really scared. No. I'm really scared. Yesterday. Today. And tomorrow, I'll still be scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart was racing more than I could handle. And I shivered even though I did not feel the cold. I just felt terrified. And my imagination ran wild as far as it could, as fast as my heart. Everything I wanted to forget just flashed before me. So I shivered some more. And my heart couldn't take it. And I couldn't hold back the tears. Because it was just so &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt;. It's so ironic I wanted the truth and now I have it. And it hurts too much. So everything just became more &lt;b&gt;final&lt;/b&gt;. I don't want this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't stand feeling like I'm not good enough anymore. I'm tired of feeling replaced. I've felt that way ever since I can remember. Why do you think I'm like this in the first place? You think I choose to be reserved? To hide myself when I've got so many things to say? It's painful to speak and have nobody listen. I knew it wouldn't go away easily. So I worked hard. Little by little to change myself. But I didn't expect that it would just be you who would intensify this fucked up fucked up truth. There. I said it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can never ever be good enough for anyone. I will always be lacking. Everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;I should have listened. From the beginning, I've been struggling but I held on. I'm so stupid. So so stupid. And guess what. You guys were right again. I can't focus. I just can't anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;144 beats per minute. Resting tremors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's okay to not be okay. We're only human.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not okay.&lt;/b&gt; It's too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so scared to see you in my dreams. Cause I wouldn't want to wake up anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm just stating facts. Things we didn't want to admit. Just the sad sad truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really beautiful. But she seems so fragile. Just don't hurt her please.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't make the same mistake you made with me. Denying what you truly feel just to spare me. I guess maybe you wanted to protect me. There's no need for that anymore. Don't hurt her and maybe then it'll be easier for me to accept this all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6819362854670992448?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6819362854670992448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6819362854670992448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6819362854670992448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6819362854670992448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/02/terrified.html' title='Terrified'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4176191066749734578</id><published>2012-02-11T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T21:54:01.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt-out flames</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tired tired tired tired. Everything wears me out so easily. Draining every bit of myself, I feel I'll be reduced to nothing. And&amp;nbsp;I can keep telling myself I'm overreacting, but that doesn't change how fucked up I feel. And how everything feels all planned out. And how I don't know what to believe in anymore. How I'm always the last to know. At least back then, that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; had the decency to tell me the truth. Maybe it's nothing to you. But it sure as hell bothers me. It always has. Just terribly aggravated a few weeks ago. And finally, pushed me off the edge the other night. Never ever good enough. Never was, never will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weird thing happened. As I was drinking, I noticed a crack at the bottom of my glass that spelled "Lie". Why is the universe mocking me? HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday night attempt to study for Friday exams. My sister made me coffee that tasted like love. Sweet and strong. I swear, that is the only way I got through without sleep. Although maybe it would have been better if I slept. That way, I wouldn't have found out more than I wanted to know. If the truth hurts people, doesn't lying do that too? Double the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBclUGEtt9o/TzZMSK2LMVI/AAAAAAAACKs/nR09E4Elp0Y/s1600/FxCam_1328794185172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBclUGEtt9o/TzZMSK2LMVI/AAAAAAAACKs/nR09E4Elp0Y/s320/FxCam_1328794185172.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HolxXv6Q8Co/TzZMTAyi5II/AAAAAAAACK0/8_PDmuVJ5JM/s1600/FxCam_1328806886126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HolxXv6Q8Co/TzZMTAyi5II/AAAAAAAACK0/8_PDmuVJ5JM/s320/FxCam_1328806886126.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cD3xpR2WBUY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I couldn't stand seeing you. Too tempting. To just stay in your arms. And pretend to be fine.&amp;nbsp;And I hate it that she's way prettier than I am. And that I'm more hurt than I am angry. And that it really is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;These tears are never-ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4176191066749734578?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4176191066749734578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4176191066749734578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/02/burnt-out-flames.html' title='Burnt-out flames'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBclUGEtt9o/TzZMSK2LMVI/AAAAAAAACKs/nR09E4Elp0Y/s72-c/FxCam_1328794185172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2499777606411112669</id><published>2012-02-10T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T06:37:30.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Archived from the 14th of January last year, "&lt;i&gt;It's not about lying. It's about not telling the truth.&lt;/i&gt;" And did you really have to leave out that small bit of detail if you had nothing to hide? I just feel stupid, that's all. That the same things keep happening. Sounds familiar? Your line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And just in case you're still waiting and wondering, my answer is no. Sure I was hesitant at first. But now, it just seems so wrong if I give a different response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last day of exams today. Must be the worst exam week yet. To be distracted in the midst of actually making progress, fucking perfect. It's so difficult to put it all aside for now because it's just so frustrating. And even though I actually succeeded in staying up all night, it would have been more fulfilling if it weren't for my damn curiosity and ever-unfailing wandering thoughts. Strayed too far for my own good. Way too far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story of my nameplate. Over and over again. Lol. Only Jervis would understand this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm cranky. Great. My eyelids are drooping, nuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vi58dkXK1dw/TzRI-TJmjBI/AAAAAAAACKk/p_Yxp-9K_OE/s1600/Snapshot_20120210_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vi58dkXK1dw/TzRI-TJmjBI/AAAAAAAACKk/p_Yxp-9K_OE/s320/Snapshot_20120210_3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overexposed&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;sabaw&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;webcam photo at 5am.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;icue,zdkmxxijsxmuirivencmixjwnxomskmkdjcfneiwrueciwurmfjdksdkmesoidmfejsdlkjoesjfmdjosldkofi :( :( :( So sad right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2499777606411112669?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2499777606411112669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2499777606411112669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-was-true.html' title='What was true'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vi58dkXK1dw/TzRI-TJmjBI/AAAAAAAACKk/p_Yxp-9K_OE/s72-c/Snapshot_20120210_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3210541072362203525</id><published>2012-01-31T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T19:10:07.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And my skin, it wondered how</title><content type='html'>I couldn't help it. This movie is way too adorable. Most unforgettable scene in the movie! Thomas J, way too cute! Watched this over the sembreak. Sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oIk8EnaD_mk" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most unbelievable thing happened to me just the other day. It'll take a long time for me to get over this but what the hell. It involves alcohol and a few good friends. HAHAHA. I kid.&amp;nbsp;I don't know what to say anymore. I might give away too much for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup season. Sad sad. Be happy, my lovely friends! Something better is bound to come. Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short entry. Must study now. I keep getting distracted. I just had to. Farewell lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://m.soundcloud.com/itshellogoodbye/07-the-thoughts-that-give-me" target="_blank"&gt;The Thoughts That Give Me The Creeps&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you don't know why, but you're dying to try. Go on and. . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3210541072362203525?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3210541072362203525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3210541072362203525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-my-skin-it-wondered-how.html' title='And my skin, it wondered how'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oIk8EnaD_mk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6636741671584643021</id><published>2012-01-17T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:34:26.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost of the past</title><content type='html'>This is chronic, and I still am recuperating. My blog is so sad. Not me! People keep insisting I'm depressed. Not true. It just so happened that whenever I feel a bit down, I write. As a consequence, the melancholic entries. This is just a phase as January is just a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for always ranting on about hair. (HAHAHA, ARVIN) But I want Rachel Bilson hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AgxdlLz6zOc/TxVUPFwJEZI/AAAAAAAACJs/2iVqpaTqHy0/s1600/gaaah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AgxdlLz6zOc/TxVUPFwJEZI/AAAAAAAACJs/2iVqpaTqHy0/s320/gaaah.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, I've been considering a pixie cut. Although, I don't have the heart to let go of my long locks. Took too long to grown them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://in2kpop.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/SUNNY.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://in2kpop.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/SUNNY.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunny of SNSD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pep.ph/images/gallery/27-June-2011-f3e13fa055/37befb2ae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.pep.ph/images/gallery/27-June-2011-f3e13fa055/37befb2ae.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm5k8pP0BH1qii258o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm5k8pP0BH1qii258o1_500.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;Myx VJ Joyce Pring&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful people can pull it off because.. well, because they're beautiful. Hence my doubts. I don't think I'll be able to handle the pressure of having short hair. I cut my hair really short back in second year high school, and I regretted it the moment I got home from the hairdresser. I had braces then and wore glasses. So I kinda reminded myself of P'Nam from the movie &lt;i&gt;Crazy Little Thing Called Love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;before her so-called &lt;i&gt;evolution&lt;/i&gt;. "&lt;i&gt;Nerdy dark-skinned ugly duckling.&lt;/i&gt;" Nailed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgvb2rH1E01qdh3ev.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgvb2rH1E01qdh3ev.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm sane enough NOT to post a photo of myself during those dark days of my youth. When you look at it though, I think I loved myself more than I do now. Imperfections and all. I accepted myself more. So I was still as shy as ever. Prolly even more. But I understood myself and I looked after myself then. &amp;nbsp;Whatever. If I looked like that before, then pleeease can I have my own P'Shone, too?! Sweet mother, I would gladly stay in my awkward second year high school stage if I can have that! That girl is way too lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOf0Fw14h0Q/TuEF9_pXEKI/AAAAAAAAARo/IuPzkIMB20A/s1600/167335_192896867388699_189663097712076_749342_4227344_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOf0Fw14h0Q/TuEF9_pXEKI/AAAAAAAAARo/IuPzkIMB20A/s320/167335_192896867388699_189663097712076_749342_4227344_n.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha fucker. I'm sorry. This is such a random nonsensical blog entry. My mind is mush right now. Took a break from studying Anatomy. Page 146-265 for a 20-item quiz. Great. And then I still have two chapters of Physiology to study. Must definitely pull an all-nighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a package today. Made my night. Hihi. Ribbons and pearls go so well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2ywCkKlE1Q/TxVppV1ZhnI/AAAAAAAACJ0/o2fcX3sDkG8/s1600/FxCam_1326802858481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2ywCkKlE1Q/TxVppV1ZhnI/AAAAAAAACJ0/o2fcX3sDkG8/s320/FxCam_1326802858481.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GLM-Xsk7FM/TxVpr5YdtMI/AAAAAAAACJ8/BmuH2yfGu6I/s1600/FxCam_1326803133188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GLM-Xsk7FM/TxVpr5YdtMI/AAAAAAAACJ8/BmuH2yfGu6I/s320/FxCam_1326803133188.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my phone ringtone to &lt;i&gt;City Hunter&lt;/i&gt;'s OST&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Sad Run&lt;/i&gt;. FG mode, whyyyy. Makes me want to not answer the phone just to finish the song. Lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6636741671584643021?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6636741671584643021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6636741671584643021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/01/ghost-of-past.html' title='Ghost of the past'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AgxdlLz6zOc/TxVUPFwJEZI/AAAAAAAACJs/2iVqpaTqHy0/s72-c/gaaah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2148070388942030421</id><published>2012-01-10T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:45:55.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a whole lot to say last night. A whole blog entry written in my mind. Because I'm certain bottling it all up will just accumulate all these miserable thoughts. It's so sad how far my mind wanders that I expose myself to the worst of my worries. And I still can't seem to put in words any of those. Maybe I'm too lost in thought. Maybe I'm just scared to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lalala ~ ~ ~! Pleeeease. I don't want to think of these things anymore. &lt;i&gt;I still have to roll some more to smoothen my edges. And that won't happen if I force myself to fit somewhere I can't. I will be an O. But only if I want to be. And only if I really try. &lt;/i&gt;It sucks how it really makes sense. And no one else can understand it. Hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then it just goes back to it all. &lt;i&gt;When someone put the missing piece on a pedestal and left it there.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;No, I don't think it should be called that. It sounds more appropriate to be called the &lt;i&gt;spare piece&lt;/i&gt;, because that's what it really was, wasn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fingers are slipping and I feel myself falling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Does anyone knows what happens on the &lt;b&gt;24th of May, 2013&lt;/b&gt;? Just thank you, you big bāozi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2148070388942030421?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2148070388942030421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2148070388942030421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/01/piece-peace.html' title='Piece Peace'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7880733755736793728</id><published>2012-01-01T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:17:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>BOHOL = PARADISE. I'm really not the type to share stories. So I'll just share photos!&lt;br /&gt;See album. HAHAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150478395234197.385236.831109196&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Part I&lt;/a&gt;. And &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150482614279197.386047.831109196&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012. I don't make resolutions, but I think this video says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QDmt_t6umoY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this year count. That, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop over analyzing. Life is simple.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7880733755736793728?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7880733755736793728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7880733755736793728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QDmt_t6umoY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7734537391749499144</id><published>2011-12-24T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:45:39.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue blue heartaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last Christmas, I gave you my heart. But the very next day, you gave it away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cliche, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No explanations. No goodbyes. Gone just like that. How do you expect me to just move on? If I could just hate you.. It's so unpleasant missing you even though you were never really there for long. Even though I know I really shouldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Twenty four. Twenty five. Twenty six. Twenty seven. Twenty eight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still can't feel Christmas. And it's already the 24th. The world is so different and so complicated now. I wish I could just be a kid again taking pleasure in the simplest of things. I am, however, looking forward to exchanging gifts. After all, I did put a lot of effort this year compared to the previous years. And I did sacrifice my Christmas money just to get everyone decent gifts. So I may be broke now, but it'll be rewarding seeing sincerely thankful faces. Maybe then, I'll really get into the Christmas spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Best Christmas gift ever: VACATION. Because we really need it. 26th, please come sooner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope everyone has a happy Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of white. But I'll have a blue blue Christmas.&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7734537391749499144?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7734537391749499144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7734537391749499144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/blue-blue-heartaches.html' title='Blue blue heartaches'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5750974514631056234</id><published>2011-12-23T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:45:25.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisoner of words left unsaid</title><content type='html'>A message from boss Cerbas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Everyone has their own sad stories... The problem with some is, they are afraid to continue their stories in hope to reach a happy ending one day... Di ba Miggy, Pio, Jasm at Arvin hahaha... Merry Christmas! Mahal namin kayo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thursdays are always booze nights. Hence &lt;i&gt;Happy Thursdates&lt;/i&gt;. Because I know I will never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308723_134215950013817_100002762372543_121796_1935343416_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308723_134215950013817_100002762372543_121796_1935343416_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;October 2011 // Thursdates plus Jd and Emery&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still a little annoyed so kjsbnfjdnzxmjldklos. I just felt the need to write tonight. Maybe tomorrow morning, I'll delete this. Or not. Just to remember how awesome Thursdates are always gonna be despite dnue;icjdmio whatever. Lol. Merry Christmas, my &lt;i&gt;kanto &lt;/i&gt;friends! &lt;i&gt;Mahal ko kayo, pangako!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Silvertoes. HAHAHAHAHAH fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think. I really have to start working out again. Zzz. Beach vibes soon! CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZR-9PzI4QM/TvOJYhEjJOI/AAAAAAAACJc/geO0umKzw4A/s1600/IMG_2220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZR-9PzI4QM/TvOJYhEjJOI/AAAAAAAACJc/geO0umKzw4A/s400/IMG_2220.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, I try too hard. HAHAHA. April 2010!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fool. You fall when you're most vulnerable. Please don't let that happen. Not now.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't always like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title by Pio Gesmundo. Salamat. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5750974514631056234?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5750974514631056234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5750974514631056234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/prisoner-of-words-left-unsaid.html' title='Prisoner of words left unsaid'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZR-9PzI4QM/TvOJYhEjJOI/AAAAAAAACJc/geO0umKzw4A/s72-c/IMG_2220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1581053871874747064</id><published>2011-12-20T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T18:54:54.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And if I try to get close</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will you stay with me my love for another day? Cause I don't want to be alone when I'm in this state&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LDBDPPNxocI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I messed up&amp;nbsp;bigtime. &lt;i&gt;People are more inclined on doing stupid things when they're depressed. &lt;/i&gt;Maybe that's true. Maybe that's just an excuse. It must be a trend, you see. Every time I come close to &lt;i&gt;anything serious&lt;/i&gt;, I fuck things up. This time, it's really bad. Cause I already let myself give in once. And look where that got me. I wasn't intending on letting that happen again. I don't understand how it's so different now though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Should I just stop&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;overthinking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;things? Should I just say what's on my mind? And do as I please?&amp;nbsp;Y'know, the only reason I don't is I've been trying too hard not to hurt anyone. Even though it's unavoidable. Maybe lessen the pain as much as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatever. This weekend has been busy. Christmas shopping + barely any sleep + booze forever.&amp;nbsp;Spent all my Christmas money on gifts for others rather than on things for myself. I feel so mature. It feels more fulfilling, I guess. Hohoho I must be turning good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday Night, Paskuhan and Eastwood with the gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379829_161398023962276_100002762372543_179155_1140524_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379829_161398023962276_100002762372543_179155_1140524_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/393398_161215653980513_100002762372543_178881_755917713_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/393398_161215653980513_100002762372543_178881_755917713_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday. Christmas shopping with Mumsy at SM Megamall. Christmas party with high school friends at Tomas Morato. Birthday party with 4th year PTs at White Plains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399511_1710906109641_1747797874_923878_2146066723_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399511_1710906109641_1747797874_923878_2146066723_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got home around 8am without my parents knowing.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Sneaky, sneaky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday. Morning errands for the puppies. Christmas shopping with la soeur at &lt;i&gt;Ortigas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas can never be without drama, can't it? Oh well. It's not like I'm not used to it already. &lt;i&gt;*brush off&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And although I still can't feel Christmas-y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy holidays, everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 days, 5 hours, 23 minutes to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1581053871874747064?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1581053871874747064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1581053871874747064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-if-i-try-to-get-close.html' title='And if I try to get close'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LDBDPPNxocI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7599531392072434450</id><published>2011-12-17T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:28:45.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three hundred sixty five, and still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One year ago.. seems like only yesterday. Was I happy or was I lonely? More importantly, have I changed or am I still &lt;i&gt;that Jasmine&lt;/i&gt;? Who was &lt;strike&gt;head over heels in fucking love&lt;/strike&gt;. Was I really? I'd like to think I &lt;b&gt;was&lt;/b&gt;. Just to assure myself that feeling this way after so long is normal. Although I never really wanted to admit it EVER. Cause who would ever think that this Jasmine is ever gonna feel this way. Jasmine, who gets tired of things so easily. Who is so&amp;nbsp;indecisive. Whose friends can't imagine her in a serious relationship. Yes, that Jasmine. The &lt;i&gt;Summer-esque&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;girl Jasmine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fireworks were beautiful, it made me sad. The idea of watching Paskuhan fireworks last night.. It somehow felt unreal. Like it wasn't supposed to be that way. Like maybe I wanted to go back to how things were. I almost didn't make it in time for the fireworks. It didn't bother me. Cause on my way, I was already feeling sick to the stomach thinking it's not the same. It never will be. I can still remember how everything happened 365 days ago. The plimsolls, maroon like my planner. Everyone's attention drawn on the pretty lights scrawled up on the sky. Aware of your&amp;nbsp;presence beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always said &lt;i&gt;I never wanted you gone. &lt;/i&gt;Well, where are you now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Momentary happiness. Why should it come with wounds that take too long to heal? Or is it just because I can't stop myself from picking on the scabs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No one ever thought I took things so seriously. That I'm capable of actually feeling as much emotion. I know I don't talk much. Certainly, not about this. But there's too much building up inside of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WE_i-NxuOvc/TuwXNgEJJjI/AAAAAAAACI4/w3Ybesp-u04/s1600/FxCam_1324041632242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WE_i-NxuOvc/TuwXNgEJJjI/AAAAAAAACI4/w3Ybesp-u04/s400/FxCam_1324041632242.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 17, 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7599531392072434450?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7599531392072434450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7599531392072434450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/365-days-ago.html' title='Three hundred sixty five, and still'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WE_i-NxuOvc/TuwXNgEJJjI/AAAAAAAACI4/w3Ybesp-u04/s72-c/FxCam_1324041632242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1203285613364204101</id><published>2011-12-11T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T10:57:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Material World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;And I am a material girl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, le wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un. &lt;a href="http://www.covergirl.com/outlastlipstain"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CoverGirl Outlast lipstain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deux. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/DASmyshoes"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181904_178340392208482_175565002486021_399149_6551161_n.jpg"&gt;03&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215996_191833584192496_175565002486021_480355_7400167_n.jpg"&gt;07&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302494_238243336218187_175565002486021_687759_3786444_n.jpg"&gt;14&lt;/a&gt;!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315010_252379584804562_175565002486021_738557_440685476_n.jpg"&gt;18&lt;/a&gt;!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392616_268688146507039_175565002486021_791867_1673125871_n.jpg"&gt;21&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298810_259286927447161_175565002486021_761544_1603098270_n.jpg"&gt;22&lt;/a&gt;!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299522_270442326331621_175565002486021_797604_730611380_n.jpg"&gt;23&lt;/a&gt;!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377095_280144265361427_175565002486021_824557_1519136664_n.jpg"&gt;24 with spine heels&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392138_288248074551046_175565002486021_844092_90572681_n.jpg"&gt;28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trois. And other pretty things. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Quatre. &lt;b&gt;Urbanears&lt;/b&gt;Bagis or Medis or Plattan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In Mocca or Tomato)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinq.&lt;b&gt; Frames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ray-ban.com/international/products/optical/RB5257?var=5057"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ray-ban.com/international/products/sun/RB3026?var=L2846"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=147182085376298&amp;amp;set=a.177293209031852.40798.100002535214141&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;permPage=1"&gt;3!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six. &lt;b&gt;Viamonoh&lt;/b&gt; bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V10F-1205"&gt;Favorite!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backpacks&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V10F-1216"&gt;A&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V12S-1044"&gt;B&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V12S-1049"&gt;C&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V12S-2055"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V11S-1018"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_mst_id=V10F-1223"&gt;F&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder bags/Duffel bags&lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_category_id=17&amp;amp;product_category_id_main=0&amp;amp;product_mst_id=V11S-7203&amp;amp;now_page=1"&gt;G&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_category_id=17&amp;amp;product_category_id_main=0&amp;amp;product_mst_id=V10F-7202&amp;amp;now_page=1"&gt;H&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_category_id=17&amp;amp;product_category_id_main=0&amp;amp;product_mst_id=V08F-7033&amp;amp;now_page=4"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.viamonoh.com/src/products/products_detail.php?product_category_id=17&amp;amp;product_category_id_main=0&amp;amp;product_mst_id=V07F-3038&amp;amp;now_page=4"&gt;J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Sept. Lotte Anytime&lt;b&gt; Vanilla Candy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huit. &lt;b&gt;Books &lt;/b&gt;PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuf. The Body Shop &lt;b&gt;Moonflower Mist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dix. &lt;b&gt;Brogues&lt;/b&gt; FOREVER. Flats shoes. Mocassins. Classic plimsolls &amp;nbsp;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Onze. Carlisle from Trunk Show = adoooorable&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Douze. The &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;cardigan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; :| sweaters and shit. &lt;b&gt;BATMAN HOODIE &lt;/b&gt;hihi (Hi, Jvn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Treize. iPod Nano &lt;b&gt;watch strap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatorze.&lt;b&gt; LBD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not. HAHAHA. &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/look/2770217-Little-London-Girl"&gt;Topshop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinze. Navel rings HOHO. And&lt;b&gt; rings&lt;/b&gt;, in general lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seize. &lt;b&gt;Melissa&lt;/b&gt; shoes hihi &lt;i&gt;*flashback to first pair of brogues Summer of 2009&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melissaphilippines.com/product.php?productid=29016&amp;amp;cat=249&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Hoop II&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in black and beige!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melissaphilippines.com/product.php?productid=51200&amp;amp;cat=249&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Hoop&lt;/a&gt; in red flocked and blue flocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melissaphilippines.com/product.php?productid=51610&amp;amp;cat=249&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Hoop III&lt;/a&gt; in burgundy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Dix-sept. &lt;b&gt;2012 planner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Starbucks planner would do just like every year. However, I've been eyeing these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spot.ph/files/top-25-power-planners-for-2012/1321583893-filed-8.jpg"&gt;Filed 2012 Planner&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;--Favorite&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spot.ph/files/top-25-power-planners-for-2012/1321584984-lego-2.jpg"&gt;Lego 2012 Planner&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(available at Fully Booked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spot.ph/files/top-25-power-planners-for-2012/1321589447-galison_1.jpg"&gt;Galison Fun Plan&lt;/a&gt; (available at NBS)&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so into cutesy stuff right now? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dix-huit. Happy &lt;b&gt;cream puffs&lt;/b&gt; hihi&lt;br /&gt;Caramel cream puffs, oh so yummyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dix-neuf.&lt;b&gt; Violin bow&lt;/b&gt;. OR new violin. Or violin case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vingt. A much nicer &lt;b&gt;Ukulele&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And idk. Hoho&lt;br /&gt;Updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1203285613364204101?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1203285613364204101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1203285613364204101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/material-world.html' title='Material World.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3653699861514781335</id><published>2011-12-09T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T15:03:08.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No skills</title><content type='html'>Coming from a family of artists, I must have been pretty disappointing. I feel so inadequate right now hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, I would just like to reintroduce myself after being away from blogger for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm Jasmine. A kitty cat who likes puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilRKKMlwyHc/TuGsBBwiQTI/AAAAAAAACIs/IO9quhZ4I7M/s1600/304265_134800143288731_100002762372543_123237_1610300502_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilRKKMlwyHc/TuGsBBwiQTI/AAAAAAAACIs/IO9quhZ4I7M/s320/304265_134800143288731_100002762372543_123237_1610300502_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, that is not my normal face. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha nahhh, I just wanted to share that photo. Because CQuad nights are always fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3653699861514781335?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3653699861514781335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3653699861514781335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-skills_09.html' title='No skills'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilRKKMlwyHc/TuGsBBwiQTI/AAAAAAAACIs/IO9quhZ4I7M/s72-c/304265_134800143288731_100002762372543_123237_1610300502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-9026875338109586388</id><published>2011-12-09T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:43:49.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan O'Connell, whoever you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reblogging from &lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/the-one-person-you-never-really-get-over/#.TuC0Y1ODzkI.tumblr"&gt;Thought Catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The One Person You Never Really Get Over&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;DEC. 7, 2011 By RYAN O'CONNELL&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There will always be that one person you’ll never really get over. &lt;/b&gt;I know, I know, Connie Chung delivering groundbreaking news over here, but it’s true. Sure, you can go days, weeks, months, years without thinking of them but &lt;i&gt;the second you see their face or their name gets mentioned in passing, your stomach drops and you feel like you could puke&lt;/i&gt;. You’ve lost control and all of these feelings suddenly rise to the surface to say, “Sup? Have you missed us?’ You’ll hate yourself for this, for all of it. You won’t be able to recognize why this one person can still garner this type of reaction. Why is your mind punking you? &lt;i&gt;It almost feels like a &lt;b&gt;betrayal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. You want to give your emotions a stern talking to and say, “Um, hi. I thought we were over this? So why am I getting super nervous and spazzy at the mere mention of their name? You promised me that we were over this, brain. THANKS A LOT.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You’re not over this person because you still want to see them naked.&lt;i&gt; If they wanted you at this moment, you would leave everything and come to them.&lt;/i&gt; It almost feels good knowing that you want someone so bad. You spend so much of your time feeling&lt;i&gt; indecisive&lt;/i&gt; about things &lt;i&gt;but this is the one thing that &lt;b&gt;remains the same&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It drives you insane but it also brings a certain level of comfort, doesn’t? “No matter what happens, I will always want to lie my naked body next to yours.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You’re not over this person because they still have the &lt;i&gt;ability to piss you off&lt;/i&gt;. A simple insensitive comment made in passing can affect you worse than an insult from your best friend. Why? Why? WHY? That’s all you ask yourself as you sit, licking your wounds. It’s important to not question this too much. It’s fruitless. It just is. Maybe one day they won’t piss you off. &lt;i&gt;Maybe one day you’ll feel nothing. &lt;b&gt;Hope for nothing, accept everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You’re not over this person because &lt;i&gt;you can still remember the little details&lt;/i&gt;, like the way their sweat smelled (ew, make that memory go away), their favorite song at seventeen, or a day you held hands in the backseat of a car.  These memories&lt;i&gt; still reduce you to mush &lt;/i&gt;all of these years later. Can you believe it? How can some lovers evaporate the day they leave you and others stay way past their welcome? Who gets to choose who gets left behind and who gets to stick? Not you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re not over this person probably because they could never love you back the way you wanted them to, the way you needed them to. &lt;/b&gt;They were a defective toy that couldn’t be fixed at the shop. This made you so angry and so sad and you tried just so damn hard and everyone knew it &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;but it didn’t work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Not one bit. Because of this, your business with them will always seem &lt;i&gt;unfinished.&lt;/i&gt; You couldn’t conquer them and seal the deal, which made getting any kind of closure difficult. &lt;i&gt;Your closure needs to be done on your own.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have to accept that this person will never give you the answers you want them to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It sucks to have this one person in your life that can&lt;i&gt; derail &lt;/i&gt;you at a moment’s notice. But in a way, &lt;i&gt;it feels good knowing that you could ever love someone so much.&lt;/i&gt; Or that’s what you tell yourself anyway.&lt;i&gt; It doesn’t matter if something is true or not. The things we tell ourselves can become our truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone can relate to this. ANYONE. Beauty of talking about relationships and love and all that girly stuff. People will always think they have this strong connection with whatever song or book or line or blah dee blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gah, I've lost touch. I was bad before, but now.. hoho. Just wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should be working on my lab report right now. But I got too distracted giving my blog a makeover. I will definitely blog again after next week. So many to look forward to this Christmas hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, has it been a year already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-9026875338109586388?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/9026875338109586388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/9026875338109586388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/12/ryan-oconnell-whoever-you-are.html' title='Ryan O&apos;Connell, whoever you are'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-920464230232378515</id><published>2011-10-09T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T15:54:25.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The finality of it kills my spirits. All of this just makes me think more about what I really want. All the doubts I've had from the start are resurfacing. So many things to think about, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is nothing. Oh, private blog. I'm glad I have you. No judgments. No criticism. Just me, talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elcid, where are youuuu? Hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-920464230232378515?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/920464230232378515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=920464230232378515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/920464230232378515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/920464230232378515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/10/finality-of-it-kills-my-spirits.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2644175247881531141</id><published>2011-10-06T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T04:22:29.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipmunk voice since 1991</title><content type='html'>Happy 20th birthday, Joyce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIGwpkyClP4/Toy56B2XSQI/AAAAAAAACFQ/VS8ito9rqa8/s1600/6833_154879057131_627467131_3261171_1337703_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIGwpkyClP4/Toy56B2XSQI/AAAAAAAACFQ/VS8ito9rqa8/s320/6833_154879057131_627467131_3261171_1337703_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cutie pie bff ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4am zzz. Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2644175247881531141?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2644175247881531141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2644175247881531141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2644175247881531141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2644175247881531141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/10/chipmunk-voice-since-1991.html' title='Chipmunk voice since 1991'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIGwpkyClP4/Toy56B2XSQI/AAAAAAAACFQ/VS8ito9rqa8/s72-c/6833_154879057131_627467131_3261171_1337703_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5275716439024070551</id><published>2011-10-02T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T10:44:27.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;J: Sobrang na-ssad ako na hindi tayo masyado naging close.&lt;br /&gt;B: Close naman tayo e. :-)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Last words before leaving for Canada. Although I've only known you for a short time, I can genuinely say that we miss you. Sucky, we would've been blockmates if you didn't have to move. Take care of yourself there, Rooves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the said photos from previous entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297670_2246704241798_1073936538_2610225_1678471285_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297670_2246704241798_1073936538_2610225_1678471285_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My only progress after 23974283470 years. Mahehe. And it doesn't even count. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a completely different note, here's my favorite cover of my favorite song. Sounds so much like the original, gaah. Feel good songs, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/yUf_eSJcmOc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yUf_eSJcmOc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yUf_eSJcmOc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;I just learned we have a Vespa.. And another car for my sister. Why are my parents so wasteful? And yet they won't let me have my own room. Bitterness. Hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely be a busy week. And then, freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Out. Date with Guyton and Hall tonight. And coffee with Ganong tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;Player much? Hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5275716439024070551?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5275716439024070551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5275716439024070551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5275716439024070551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5275716439024070551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/10/parting-words.html' title='Parting words.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6087091514758842242</id><published>2011-09-30T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:45:02.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;*kagat labi*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;How come I never noticed that before? Do I really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.. I really really am. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6087091514758842242?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6087091514758842242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6087091514758842242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6087091514758842242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6087091514758842242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/routine.html' title='Routine'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-982553278547512449</id><published>2011-09-29T04:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T07:44:06.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Like A Lemon</title><content type='html'>Ohmygoooosh. I'm blogging at 4am because I miss my long curly ombre hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_D5fUcctYPE/ToN9O65vprI/AAAAAAAACFM/WpBbdGVbK-Y/s1600/Snapshot_20110828_22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_D5fUcctYPE/ToN9O65vprI/AAAAAAAACFM/WpBbdGVbK-Y/s320/Snapshot_20110828_22.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I just have to share that I'm having a pretty good week so far. Although there were no classes for two days (a heartfelt opposition, mind you!), there were bits that made up for it. For starters, &amp;nbsp;(technically) I spent Sunday morning at Jd's with Kat and &lt;i&gt;others&lt;/i&gt;. Tuesday, classes were cancelled. Anatomy practical exam was postponed. And then some. Let's just say I was &lt;i&gt;swept off my feet &lt;/i&gt;by a&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;certain&lt;i&gt; 5'4 casanova&lt;/i&gt;. True ladies man, I can assure you. Smooth talker, he is. HAHAHAHA. Anywaaaaay Wednesday, classes were cancelled again. So went out to celebrate Katkatkat's 19th. A photo would suffice. (IT'S 4AM DAMMIT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Insert photo here&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because no one has considered the anxiety I'm feeling over those controversial (NOT!) photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, no one has taken the liberty to upload them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa With Rock Salt And Cheese ♥&lt;br /&gt;Much overrated, but who the fck cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30AM. Hoo boy.&lt;br /&gt;Bonne nuit, mes amis. À demain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-982553278547512449?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/982553278547512449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=982553278547512449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/982553278547512449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/982553278547512449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-like-lemon.html' title='Happy Like A Lemon'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_D5fUcctYPE/ToN9O65vprI/AAAAAAAACFM/WpBbdGVbK-Y/s72-c/Snapshot_20110828_22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7524943966809093103</id><published>2011-09-26T07:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:11:22.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful boy</title><content type='html'>Thank God for private blogs. It's like my own &lt;i&gt;mentos&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Jasm&amp;nbsp;à Manille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two good things about today.&lt;br /&gt;Dream&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Pottermore. HAHAHAHA I can't wait to get home later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair that you're so beautiful.&amp;nbsp;♥&amp;nbsp;Hahaha. And wouldn't it be much more of a comfort if I were talking about a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss puppy # 5. AKA Lily. (It's a sucky name, I know. But it has its meanings. Yes, plural.) See you on Christmas day! And probably on Saints' day, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoI0ltsM0dU/Tn-0wd2d8LI/AAAAAAAACFE/2XVZh7ehNDY/s1600/FxCam_1316324430159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoI0ltsM0dU/Tn-0wd2d8LI/AAAAAAAACFE/2XVZh7ehNDY/s320/FxCam_1316324430159.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥-filled blog in contrast to--Uh, nevermind. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7524943966809093103?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7524943966809093103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7524943966809093103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7524943966809093103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7524943966809093103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/beautiful-boy.html' title='Beautiful boy'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoI0ltsM0dU/Tn-0wd2d8LI/AAAAAAAACFE/2XVZh7ehNDY/s72-c/FxCam_1316324430159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4765809932357965776</id><published>2011-09-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T00:32:06.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Applicable</title><content type='html'>And just when I thought my mind was playing games with me, out comes &lt;span title="Niko AbellYEAAH!"&gt;your name&lt;/span&gt;. Lucky streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again I say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you..........................................................................r abs. &lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movingtophilippines.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/220px-Bag_of_pandesal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://movingtophilippines.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/220px-Bag_of_pandesal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I'm craving for HOT PANDESAL. Oh snap. Hahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*slaps self&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality. I still have Physio lab and Ana lec to deal with tomorrow! So good night. &lt;i&gt;Have a sweet dream&lt;/i&gt; (NM, 2011). HAHAHAHAHA &lt;i&gt;*slaps self&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am sabaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. &lt;i&gt;Oh It Is Love&lt;/i&gt; just played on the background. *&lt;i&gt;coughcough&lt;/i&gt;4OT&lt;i&gt;coughcough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4765809932357965776?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/4765809932357965776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=4765809932357965776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4765809932357965776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4765809932357965776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-applicable.html' title='Not Applicable'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3836879437043604217</id><published>2011-09-22T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:56:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypeee</title><content type='html'>And since my mind is still blank, here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCv2c7GJNPw/Tnm-l4pRqqI/AAAAAAAACFA/56jv9T3TRso/s1600/FxCam_1316584655117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCv2c7GJNPw/Tnm-l4pRqqI/AAAAAAAACFA/56jv9T3TRso/s320/FxCam_1316584655117.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO FLUFFY, I'M GONNA DIEEEE! IT'S SO FLUFFYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;Breaks my heart to think we can't keep all of them. Just talking about it made mommy tear up. (Harhar) I would've as well if I wasn't so dead inside. (HAHAHAHA, okay not true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308820_263974106957034_100000333404878_935392_1600533129_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308820_263974106957034_100000333404878_935392_1600533129_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CQuad! This was during the first day of RS week two weeks ago. Most enjoyable college week for us, so far. First day was just highlighted with the PT fashion show for RS meets blah blah which we all took part in--HMUA and models, and the first&amp;nbsp;R&amp;amp;R lecture we attended. Fairly enjoyable, I guess. Then happy thursdate in the evening. Second day was Aerobics, Amazing Race, One-day fair and Agape. Lalalalalalalalala~ Dodgeball + Water balloon fight + CQuad and others (MAHEHE!!) + RAIN. So much better than last year. Last year, Kat, Jeune and I weren't able to enjoy RS week because we were obliged to practice for MMRS. My role wasn't even significant one bit, so imagine how stressful Kat and Jeune's practices were. Moving on. Third day was Variety show, Alternative class and MMRS. Ended the week by staying out with new friends until 6AM. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Ems for making it into the Top 5! Proud friend hihi.&amp;nbsp;She's still my bet. Nonetheless, congratulations to Mr and Ms RS from 2OT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307426_288549551160475_100000162980540_1388948_170273121_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307426_288549551160475_100000162980540_1388948_170273121_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293161_2378564673235_1524195595_3542995_351645700_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293161_2378564673235_1524195595_3542995_351645700_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310131_2196708088727_1577985406_2193303_1795952519_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310131_2196708088727_1577985406_2193303_1795952519_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blog entry, as promised.&lt;br /&gt;Rusty. Been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Shoutout to ******! (No cursing allowed bwahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYPERMUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3836879437043604217?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3836879437043604217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3836879437043604217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3836879437043604217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3836879437043604217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/hypeee.html' title='Hypeee'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MCv2c7GJNPw/Tnm-l4pRqqI/AAAAAAAACFA/56jv9T3TRso/s72-c/FxCam_1316584655117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8306678086100011803</id><published>2011-09-19T08:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:21:54.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>I look like a high school student again. I think the hairdresser cut off around 4 inches of hair. Not only did I lose my ombre (the blondest part!!), I also lost the remaining curls in my hair. I have to live with semi-straight hair again. Oh well. I guess it's refreshing. But at the rate I get bored (especially with my hair), I'm bound to do something drastic again. Mermaid hair, you will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0r4GqxORSE/TnaJkf-VbuI/AAAAAAAACE0/aLDrzEXtA2Q/s1600/Snapshot_20110919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0r4GqxORSE/TnaJkf-VbuI/AAAAAAAACE0/aLDrzEXtA2Q/s320/Snapshot_20110919.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QG9L3ocHg0w/TnaJk09d31I/AAAAAAAACE4/CgN9xKnkYHg/s1600/Snapshot_20110919_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QG9L3ocHg0w/TnaJk09d31I/AAAAAAAACE4/CgN9xKnkYHg/s320/Snapshot_20110919_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlKcYJ1gX80/TnaJlajoNjI/AAAAAAAACE8/9MaZqlHPeFM/s1600/Snapshot_20110919_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlKcYJ1gX80/TnaJlajoNjI/AAAAAAAACE8/9MaZqlHPeFM/s320/Snapshot_20110919_3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I'm late for class. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;And that has got to be my most cliche blog title, yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8306678086100011803?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8306678086100011803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8306678086100011803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8306678086100011803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8306678086100011803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0r4GqxORSE/TnaJkf-VbuI/AAAAAAAACE0/aLDrzEXtA2Q/s72-c/Snapshot_20110919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-238203421259418822</id><published>2011-09-08T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:00:27.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Been eight months and I've changed my mind about you.. definitely. I think it's best to just have nothing to do with each other. And I'm sorry. Harsh? Not at all. I have to think of my condition this time. There were--no, there are too many questions left unanswered. And I've grown tired of waiting. Just like the last time. And I don't want to subject myself to that anguish again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said. I can't stand seeing you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start writing about other things. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-238203421259418822?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/238203421259418822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=238203421259418822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/238203421259418822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/238203421259418822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8716096744739568860</id><published>2011-08-29T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T01:15:07.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And still an asshole.</title><content type='html'>I hate you this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer to &lt;a href="http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2010/12/bitch.html"&gt;12/31/10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8716096744739568860?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8716096744739568860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8716096744739568860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8716096744739568860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8716096744739568860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-still-asshole.html' title='And still an asshole.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8089787199681097353</id><published>2011-08-26T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T00:23:25.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G-D-A-E ♥</title><content type='html'>I missed playing the violin. Which is reason enough why I went out this late just to get my violin restrung and tuned. Tuning is such a hassle when the knobs are all tight from not playing for a long long time. I even bought myself an auto tuner... which is pretty much a fail and waste of five hundred bucks. I might include that in my Christmas wishlist, along with a new bow and violin case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qLosf1gOCKw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/PeterLeeJohnson"&gt;PLJ&lt;/a&gt;'s so far. Ahh someday, I'll be able to play as well. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vibrato practice. Finger exercises. Gaaaah~&lt;br /&gt;I missed these strings. Hello to callused fingers in the morning. Ha, like I care even one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hR3CIEu4UIc/TlfIELClirI/AAAAAAAACEY/qVN0fvSw3d0/s1600/Snapshot_20110826_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hR3CIEu4UIc/TlfIELClirI/AAAAAAAACEY/qVN0fvSw3d0/s400/Snapshot_20110826_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645200631940876978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falalalala&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8089787199681097353?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8089787199681097353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8089787199681097353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8089787199681097353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8089787199681097353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/g-d-e.html' title='G-D-A-E ♥'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qLosf1gOCKw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-9025323179845282455</id><published>2011-08-22T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T04:14:32.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sold ("Benta") NAT.</title><content type='html'>Wow. This is just what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq69viLfxL1qzcj9y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq69viLfxL1qzcj9y.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq69yvM1Kt1qzcj9y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq69yvM1Kt1qzcj9y.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third wheel sold separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.victoriaherrera.com/"&gt;Victoria Herrera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so aloooone @_@ This is new.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly person. &lt;i&gt;*sigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my Netter. Why don't you just kill me now? Of all books, why that? 4k, was it? FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-9025323179845282455?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/9025323179845282455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=9025323179845282455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/9025323179845282455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/9025323179845282455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/sold-benta-nat.html' title='Sold (&quot;Benta&quot;) NAT.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1278917475595645647</id><published>2011-08-20T03:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:29:29.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Weekend</title><content type='html'>Happy Thursdates on a FRIDAY! Wouldjabelieveee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTU9ipXLQ2o/Tk693i_oJ_I/AAAAAAAACD4/LGQiG_I0IHc/s1600/Snapshot_20110820_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTU9ipXLQ2o/Tk693i_oJ_I/AAAAAAAACD4/LGQiG_I0IHc/s400/Snapshot_20110820_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642656145125943282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYEVKIO6Uw/Tk69dHXJNUI/AAAAAAAACDw/G_WQanJJF0s/s1600/Snapshot_20110820_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jaYEVKIO6Uw/Tk69dHXJNUI/AAAAAAAACDw/G_WQanJJF0s/s400/Snapshot_20110820_10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642655691031786818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from T.Morato&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't the best place to be, but it's the company that matters. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, demure ako. &lt;i&gt;*bow.&lt;/i&gt; Will continue tomorrow. Falala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying webcam photos way too much. You must be sick of my face by now. Bear with me until I get bored. And until I get our DSLR back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CFy3828hK44/Tk8vZn3_9pI/AAAAAAAACEE/wmErTy1EIu0/s1600/Snapshot_20110817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CFy3828hK44/Tk8vZn3_9pI/AAAAAAAACEE/wmErTy1EIu0/s400/Snapshot_20110817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642780975365617298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chabbo baby # 5 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfWbEJ66-Mo/Tk8vl6rGNwI/AAAAAAAACEM/FS8Ubkp4tdo/s1600/Snapshot_20110818_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfWbEJ66-Mo/Tk8vl6rGNwI/AAAAAAAACEM/FS8Ubkp4tdo/s400/Snapshot_20110818_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642781186570204930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we made pink rubbery pancake without pancake mix.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night out with my favorite people laterrrr. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e4ci0lPs4LU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to learn this. Oh, violin. How I miss you so.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1278917475595645647?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1278917475595645647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1278917475595645647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1278917475595645647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1278917475595645647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-weekend.html' title='One Weekend'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTU9ipXLQ2o/Tk693i_oJ_I/AAAAAAAACD4/LGQiG_I0IHc/s72-c/Snapshot_20110820_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-9186420399248690157</id><published>2011-08-14T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:40:41.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World of my creation</title><content type='html'>Will reward self with new episodes of &lt;i&gt;Heartstrings&lt;/i&gt; and the 1971 version of &lt;I&gt;Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&gt; after prelims week. Favorite movie, ohyeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Come with me and you'll be in a world of pure imagination // Take a look and you'll see into your imagination~&lt;/i&gt; Lovelovelove ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Sturridge, you are freakishly hot. My much-preferred version of Rob Pattinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1z-ABRH8iv0/Tke6P4AV4PI/AAAAAAAACDI/0k0vpKCLK-c/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1z-ABRH8iv0/Tke6P4AV4PI/AAAAAAAACDI/0k0vpKCLK-c/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640681840199459058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pp_A5gfo_kE/Tke6dVuf0-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/UQ35e2hgGew/s1600/cute1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pp_A5gfo_kE/Tke6dVuf0-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/UQ35e2hgGew/s400/cute1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682071515976674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RfOTq-Nmf0w/Tke6kPzuc2I/AAAAAAAACDY/nSdVg7ekpYw/s1600/poses-with-tom-sturridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RfOTq-Nmf0w/Tke6kPzuc2I/AAAAAAAACDY/nSdVg7ekpYw/s400/poses-with-tom-sturridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682190186378082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twYl9wO77G0/Tke6rEe_SZI/AAAAAAAACDg/GLmy2DQojH4/s1600/tom-sturridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twYl9wO77G0/Tke6rEe_SZI/AAAAAAAACDg/GLmy2DQojH4/s400/tom-sturridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682307405695378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;*drools&lt;/i&gt; SOOOO WATCHING &lt;I&gt;Waiting For Forever&lt;/i&gt;. Hihi cheesy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-9186420399248690157?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/9186420399248690157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=9186420399248690157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/9186420399248690157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/9186420399248690157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/world-of-my-creation.html' title='World of my creation'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1z-ABRH8iv0/Tke6P4AV4PI/AAAAAAAACDI/0k0vpKCLK-c/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4325615945175001484</id><published>2011-08-13T23:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:33:40.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-human</title><content type='html'>Fact. Jasm is magical. She is half-unicorn. She is also half-lady, thus, incapable of escaping the regular &lt;i&gt;phases&lt;/i&gt; women undergo... ugh, you know what I mean. Fck this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and no, it is not silver. Rar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably laugh at this in a few days or so. But right now, I'm just too slkjcmjdx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY. After class, went to Rockwell with my family. Just the usual dinner together before proceeding with our individual plans (which I do not have because I am NOT a party girl! Just clarifying). OOTD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the crappy quality. Photo was taken with my phone camera under low lighting. My sister left our DSLR at her office so bear with this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pkygVKVpsaE/TkaergNc2pI/AAAAAAAACDA/xDJgPPhNF7k/s1600/SNC00140.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pkygVKVpsaE/TkaergNc2pI/AAAAAAAACDA/xDJgPPhNF7k/s400/SNC00140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640370053546039954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to put captions though. Plus, it's not a very blog-worthy outfit. So I would just like to commend my sister for making my legs look long! Teehee. Merci, ma soeur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update. As of 12:17AM of August 14, my mood has drastically changed. Well, what can I say? Farthest from my expectations, oh well. Ohdammmmn. Hihihihi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4325615945175001484?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/4325615945175001484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=4325615945175001484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4325615945175001484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4325615945175001484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/half-human.html' title='Half-human'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pkygVKVpsaE/TkaergNc2pI/AAAAAAAACDA/xDJgPPhNF7k/s72-c/SNC00140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7984724629905335187</id><published>2011-08-12T20:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:27:46.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:3</title><content type='html'>Quick blog. Before I go back to "studying".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do the :3 face. Teehee. I'm just not sure HOW I do it and WHEN do I actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVmaVRX7GjM/TkUXS3h3VkI/AAAAAAAACC4/eYSv9hJcVf0/s1600/Snapshot_20110729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVmaVRX7GjM/TkUXS3h3VkI/AAAAAAAACC4/eYSv9hJcVf0/s400/Snapshot_20110729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639939721262487106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe :3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had makeup class for AnaL awhile ago. Most exhausting lab session I can remember. Prolly cause I have a cold, and I tried to cram everything I can and explore as much cadavers as I can (uhhh, that did not sound right) in three hours. I remember sitting for like 5 minutes, and that's about all the rest I had. Oh God, please just please.... &lt;i&gt;*sigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesternight was sabaw. Conversation with Yods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;J: Weeeeh? She DID not blog about nail polish :( I checked out her blog. &lt;br /&gt;J: :))&lt;br /&gt;Y: Did not?&lt;br /&gt;Y: Oo kaya?&lt;br /&gt;Y: Dalawa blog nya.&lt;br /&gt;J: Liiink :)&lt;br /&gt;Y: [Link]&lt;br /&gt;J: Oops. Why did I emphasize on DID ? :))))&lt;br /&gt;Y: Di ko alam sayo.&lt;br /&gt;Y: Triny ko nga sabihin e&lt;br /&gt;Y: =))&lt;br /&gt;J: :)))&lt;br /&gt;J: Stupid. I should NOT blog anymore =))&lt;br /&gt;Y: There we go =))&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me? I think I am mentally ill. First step to cure is acceptance, yay. Hoho. I think Arianne tried to arrange an appointment for me with Doc Diaz. Thanks? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7984724629905335187?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7984724629905335187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7984724629905335187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7984724629905335187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7984724629905335187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/3.html' title=':3'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVmaVRX7GjM/TkUXS3h3VkI/AAAAAAAACC4/eYSv9hJcVf0/s72-c/Snapshot_20110729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2352566245782305174</id><published>2011-08-11T21:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:03:52.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boots and boys</title><content type='html'>Worked on my hair for about a month just to achieve the ombre look. Again, ombre hair is dark roots which gradually lighten up to the tips. Can be considered by some as overgrown (even, ignored, uncared-for) roots, but I just think it's just goooorjuuhzzz. And, well, convenient. Lol. Mine's not as light as I want it to be but it's good enough considering it is my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hB_dh3TtZS8/TkPYngZVu-I/AAAAAAAACCo/pAAACfeRwT8/s1600/Snapshot_20110729_18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hB_dh3TtZS8/TkPYngZVu-I/AAAAAAAACCo/pAAACfeRwT8/s400/Snapshot_20110729_18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639589331620707298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was taken weeks before the bleaching and re-dying process. Follows is a photo taken just a few minutes ago. Pardon the quality.. And my fugly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*drumroll* ......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0P07428gBQ/TkPZyQf6sxI/AAAAAAAACCw/Stb7O2Rs9LU/s1600/Snapshot_20110811_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0P07428gBQ/TkPZyQf6sxI/AAAAAAAACCw/Stb7O2Rs9LU/s400/Snapshot_20110811_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639590615843517202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Or how Luigi would say it, &lt;I&gt;"Che-nen!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep talking about this. I'm such a girl. I even spent last night and this afternoon looking at shoes, clothes, hair. Too girly for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Joice is adorable. She blogs about nail polish and makeup and her OOTD. She is &lt;a href="http://www.joiceisgreat.co.cc/"&gt;Great&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2352566245782305174?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2352566245782305174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2352566245782305174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2352566245782305174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2352566245782305174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/worked-on-my-hair-for-about-month-just.html' title='Boots and &lt;s&gt;boys&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hB_dh3TtZS8/TkPYngZVu-I/AAAAAAAACCo/pAAACfeRwT8/s72-c/Snapshot_20110729_18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6793271752967229709</id><published>2011-08-07T09:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T09:18:49.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby woof</title><content type='html'>What is adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qx1hGm7eMk/Tj3l9zRlabI/AAAAAAAACCg/AVA5g88_bDs/s1600/SNC00147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qx1hGm7eMk/Tj3l9zRlabI/AAAAAAAACCg/AVA5g88_bDs/s400/SNC00147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637915158436473266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the five puppies playing around. Hope you don't ruin my shoes when you guys grow up. :-) I don't think we can give anyone away. We're supposed to puppy-share with the stud. But we're already too attached. (heart_break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is my only rest day.. Oh wait. I guess that's not true.. PHYSIO LAB REPORT and ANA LEC QUIZ for tomorrow. Must get busy so I can rest at least for later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6793271752967229709?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6793271752967229709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6793271752967229709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6793271752967229709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6793271752967229709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-woof.html' title='Baby woof'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Qx1hGm7eMk/Tj3l9zRlabI/AAAAAAAACCg/AVA5g88_bDs/s72-c/SNC00147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8328565436790922935</id><published>2011-08-05T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:38:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ash B.</title><content type='html'>Quick Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who has semi-ombre hair. It's STILL not done though (even after 2387921381023 years hihi). Have to dye it an ash color tomorrow to get rid of the brassiness. Although I can't go too light 'cause of school, now I know I can do it this sembreak as in real ombre. Falala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to study again.... Zzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8328565436790922935?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8328565436790922935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8328565436790922935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8328565436790922935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8328565436790922935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/ash-b.html' title='Ash B.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8875037474805559020</id><published>2011-08-03T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T22:09:41.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Han. Ichi. Un.</title><content type='html'>I don't have new entries because I do not have anything to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a photo of my current crush though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d58F2sXUIBw/TjlUrdTrCqI/AAAAAAAACCY/UNsYq97c_kc/s1600/Snapshot_20110803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d58F2sXUIBw/TjlUrdTrCqI/AAAAAAAACCY/UNsYq97c_kc/s400/Snapshot_20110803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636629514209135266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's me next to him in my PT lab uniform.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Neil Etheridge ♥ Why must you be so... uhh.. &lt;i&gt;yummy&lt;/i&gt;? HAHAHAHA (TLE term, I'm sorry.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8875037474805559020?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8875037474805559020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8875037474805559020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8875037474805559020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8875037474805559020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/08/han-ichi-un.html' title='Han. Ichi. Un.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d58F2sXUIBw/TjlUrdTrCqI/AAAAAAAACCY/UNsYq97c_kc/s72-c/Snapshot_20110803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7070569243359225734</id><published>2011-07-24T20:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:42:14.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoooong</title><content type='html'>Good lighting at Henri Calayag. The sister and I got bored waiting for Mumsy's semi-ombre hair to be finished after we had our nails done. Follows is few of the many photos. Oh, ennui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VA3PzcDpKzM/TiwclrxXQdI/AAAAAAAACBw/9t4TySvRY0s/s1600/Snapshot_20110724_26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VA3PzcDpKzM/TiwclrxXQdI/AAAAAAAACBw/9t4TySvRY0s/s400/Snapshot_20110724_26.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632908667664155090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9g6sVYJ7Y/TiwdeNgJdjI/AAAAAAAACB4/0HZ8AihRIvk/s1600/Snapshot_20110724_27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9g6sVYJ7Y/TiwdeNgJdjI/AAAAAAAACB4/0HZ8AihRIvk/s400/Snapshot_20110724_27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632909638791427634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGrhYx2bZ_o/Tiwd7Yt-KeI/AAAAAAAACCA/LsXQfqQi480/s1600/Snapshot_20110724_62.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGrhYx2bZ_o/Tiwd7Yt-KeI/AAAAAAAACCA/LsXQfqQi480/s400/Snapshot_20110724_62.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632910140018403810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Ombre hair postponed AGAIN. Dammit. So close. NEXT WEEK (if not busy) fo'shooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranormal Activity 3. Any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Uh... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartstrings. Lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7070569243359225734?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7070569243359225734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7070569243359225734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7070569243359225734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7070569243359225734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/07/yoooong.html' title='Yoooong'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VA3PzcDpKzM/TiwclrxXQdI/AAAAAAAACBw/9t4TySvRY0s/s72-c/Snapshot_20110724_26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3903734394357093601</id><published>2011-07-24T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T12:21:44.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Don Julio</title><content type='html'>I will do better. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, Amy Winehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As this ache in my chest, as my day is done now. The dark covers me and I cannot run now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, 91 casualties of the Norway shooting-bombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, dear grades.&lt;br /&gt;You will be revived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, new webcam. Testing.. testing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUAts4pWcTQ/TiuauFGYt2I/AAAAAAAACBQ/s9rrwbBHrHw/s1600/Snapshot_20110724_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUAts4pWcTQ/TiuauFGYt2I/AAAAAAAACBQ/s9rrwbBHrHw/s400/Snapshot_20110724_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632765875390560098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOTD&lt;br /&gt;Studded combat boots -THRIFTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ng3Wm5XMyI/TiubAp0jvaI/AAAAAAAACBY/DjVewzmvwUQ/s1600/Snapshot_20110724_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ng3Wm5XMyI/TiubAp0jvaI/AAAAAAAACBY/DjVewzmvwUQ/s400/Snapshot_20110724_5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632766194485542306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Insert puppy name here]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_xrTzE2sFG4/TiubJGZJI2I/AAAAAAAACBg/aJK-8FyA-k4/s1600/Snapshot_20110724_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_xrTzE2sFG4/TiubJGZJI2I/AAAAAAAACBg/aJK-8FyA-k4/s400/Snapshot_20110724_6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632766339594134370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so prettyyy, envyyyy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl bonding mom and &lt;a href="http://maccimac.com/"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt;. Ombre hair coming VERY soon hihihi. OTW to The Residences soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maccimac.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/MG_7928.jpg"&gt;THE BABIES.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3903734394357093601?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3903734394357093601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3903734394357093601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3903734394357093601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3903734394357093601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-don-julio.html' title='To Don Julio'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUAts4pWcTQ/TiuauFGYt2I/AAAAAAAACBQ/s9rrwbBHrHw/s72-c/Snapshot_20110724_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8217819394436268149</id><published>2011-07-15T20:32:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:01:10.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild child</title><content type='html'>Contrary to what others believe and what others say about me behind my back, &lt;b&gt;I am not wild&lt;/b&gt;. Although the &lt;i&gt;behind my back&lt;/i&gt; part's pretty annoying, it's funny I come off as something so unlike me--as in, total opposite of me. I'm about as wild as I am tall. I am &lt;i&gt;monotone&lt;/i&gt;, some may say. HAHAHA. I honestly want to ignore this whole thing. It's not that I'm thinking too much. I just don't appreciate being talked about that way by people who barely know me. And this isn't even the first time this happened. Makes me feel like something's really wrong with me. Am I wild and just don't know it? HAHHAHAHHA naaaah, It's gotta be the hair. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on. It's my mom's birthday! I love you, mumsy! Thank you for the love, life and your awesome genes. I have half of your nose, and I'm proud of it! Bwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7rEqECzVL4/TiCPH7QSrzI/AAAAAAAAB_M/PaKwIecnFBg/s1600/05062011014-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7rEqECzVL4/TiCPH7QSrzI/AAAAAAAAB_M/PaKwIecnFBg/s400/05062011014-pola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629656900541001522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.poladroid.net/"&gt;Poladroid&lt;/a&gt; is addictive, I swear. Me wants a Polaroid cameraaaa! One that's working. We have a vintage one at home, but it's merely for display since it hasn't worked since Idontevenknowwhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OJUIP47W58/TiCSsv3O6II/AAAAAAAAB_k/5OZQg_c1RTg/s1600/Kat19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OJUIP47W58/TiCSsv3O6II/AAAAAAAAB_k/5OZQg_c1RTg/s400/Kat19.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629660831673149570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UulTfVBCSbM/TiCTlVbMDzI/AAAAAAAAB_s/GPmmvFhXI48/s1600/CQUAD.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UulTfVBCSbM/TiCTlVbMDzI/AAAAAAAAB_s/GPmmvFhXI48/s400/CQUAD.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629661803828743986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addictive, zzzzzz. Buy me a Polaroid and we'll talk. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8217819394436268149?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8217819394436268149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8217819394436268149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8217819394436268149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8217819394436268149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/07/wild-child.html' title='Wild child'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7rEqECzVL4/TiCPH7QSrzI/AAAAAAAAB_M/PaKwIecnFBg/s72-c/05062011014-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1671536616331627187</id><published>2011-07-13T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:24:01.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasmine, The Fattie.</title><content type='html'>I GOT SO FAT. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I browsed through old high school photos. I saw how fit I used to be. I MISS SWIMMING. I want (pseudo)abs again. Even my skin has changed. I used to be blemish-free. Now I'm all imperfections. I wasn't even as tanned then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAPVpBiszxc/Th2LiOWDS1I/AAAAAAAAB-0/D5x1yET6FCI/s1600/yayme-018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAPVpBiszxc/Th2LiOWDS1I/AAAAAAAAB-0/D5x1yET6FCI/s400/yayme-018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628808529365388114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird face, but that's not the point! Skiiin :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrC0RtbDp04/Th2MKbWUP5I/AAAAAAAAB-8/nZR2R3KXZtI/s1600/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrC0RtbDp04/Th2MKbWUP5I/AAAAAAAAB-8/nZR2R3KXZtI/s400/DSC03002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628809220050927506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pseudo)abs from cheerdance and swimteam. And even morning workouts with Pate and Alex that summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YozJLhsNdKU/Th2MwW2N5OI/AAAAAAAAB_E/YPq0BKrtzmg/s1600/DSCN1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YozJLhsNdKU/Th2MwW2N5OI/AAAAAAAAB_E/YPq0BKrtzmg/s400/DSCN1417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628809871677580514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIIIIIIIIIIN&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to start taking care of myself again.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED THE POOOOL:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1671536616331627187?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1671536616331627187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1671536616331627187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1671536616331627187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1671536616331627187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/07/jasmine-fattie.html' title='Jasmine, The Fattie.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAPVpBiszxc/Th2LiOWDS1I/AAAAAAAAB-0/D5x1yET6FCI/s72-c/yayme-018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3509762923666212369</id><published>2011-07-10T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T01:09:31.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nv</title><content type='html'>It's gonna be hell next week. First shifting exams. Please pray for us, CRS students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/268847_10150314900293083_553708082_9619676_2156714_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo from Koj Lozada.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungupzfudge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3509762923666212369?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3509762923666212369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3509762923666212369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3509762923666212369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3509762923666212369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/07/nv.html' title='Nv'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8343545881757613856</id><published>2011-06-30T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:22:02.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zip</title><content type='html'>I promise I'll blog more. Hopefully, every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You left me hanging.&lt;/i&gt; -I heard a lot of that this semester. Funny, I'm too slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8343545881757613856?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8343545881757613856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8343545881757613856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8343545881757613856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8343545881757613856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/zip.html' title='Zip'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4386442445027917502</id><published>2011-06-29T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:48:12.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck.</title><content type='html'>You still owe me an explanation. It still pisses me off when I think about it. And it pisses me off even more that I still think about it. Why couldn't you just talk to me then? I just realized now how angry I am. I was too hurt to recognize the resentment I felt. And it just dawned on me now that you weren't worth all of it. Stupid stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like an overdue wake up call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except this doesn't even change anything. Because it's still happening. And I can't change that. Or even avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sobrang mali lang ng ginawa mo..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mzcklc,okcsdjfncimuincjhjxlsiemox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, this entry is emo. /wrist --&gt; See.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4386442445027917502?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/4386442445027917502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=4386442445027917502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4386442445027917502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4386442445027917502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/stuck.html' title='Stuck.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1716569281976918136</id><published>2011-06-25T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T14:38:57.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Athazagoraphobia</title><content type='html'>Today, I burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Weird. I was too happy yesterday, so this is happening to me now. Haha kidd. So many perfect people in the world. &lt;i&gt;Nakaka-insecure.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that within five minutes of waking up, you forget 50% of your dreams? And in ten minutes, 90% of your dreams. Screw this. I wish I just forgot the whole of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I just have to move like jagger.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz, I feel bad right now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1716569281976918136?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1716569281976918136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1716569281976918136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1716569281976918136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1716569281976918136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/athazagoraphobia.html' title='Athazagoraphobia'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2721003434709459729</id><published>2011-06-24T22:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T10:07:30.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang~</title><content type='html'>I can't get over today. Watched Showtime live with high school friends. Lunch at Gerry's Grill, Rockband at Bea's place, then Serenitea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pD-C77jw7ak/TgSjTgYvijI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/s35tDzUQJBY/s1600/tweetone.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pD-C77jw7ak/TgSjTgYvijI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/s35tDzUQJBY/s400/tweetone.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621797790371777074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DM. (Direct message hihihihihi) &lt;i&gt;Twitterpated lalala&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQh71vsp_1Y/TgSkGGaWm_I/AAAAAAAAB-g/tWKMrYwPz3s/s1600/ryanlovelove.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQh71vsp_1Y/TgSkGGaWm_I/AAAAAAAAB-g/tWKMrYwPz3s/s400/ryanlovelove.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621798659572538354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the rain and flood and shizz, wonderful wonderful wonderful day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Surreal&lt;/i&gt; -EDV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Trending topics of the day.&lt;br /&gt;#sanawalangpasokbukas #ryanbang #ukulele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2721003434709459729?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2721003434709459729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2721003434709459729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2721003434709459729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2721003434709459729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/bang.html' title='Bang~'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pD-C77jw7ak/TgSjTgYvijI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/s35tDzUQJBY/s72-c/tweetone.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-111520229563338841</id><published>2011-06-22T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:02:41.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atleast, I finished this sentence.</title><content type='html'>Ombre hair operation numero un, semi-fail. Tips aren't light enough. But that just means that it's semi-successful as well. HAHAHAHA. They're light enough for ombre hair operation numero deux. I shall bleach themz dark tips. Next month! (Yes, I need to wait a whole friggin' month) Sooo determined to perfect this. My cousin achieved the look that I wanted. Envyyyy. Fo'sho, I will do thizzz. Not giving up. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights are always sabaw nowadays with the constant need to review and review each night. I don't know if what I just wrote is correct, but whatever. A display of &lt;i&gt;sabaw-ness&lt;/i&gt; was exhibited just the other night. As usual, it involves Elcidzzzzzzzzzzzz. Chatting in Yahoo, Skype, and both Facebook chat and comments. Trying to confu--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzz. I got exhausted in the middle of a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, letterman jackets for CQuad. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-111520229563338841?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/111520229563338841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=111520229563338841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/111520229563338841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/111520229563338841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/atleast-i-finished-this-sentence.html' title='Atleast, I finished this sentence.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2743071671704958280</id><published>2011-06-20T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:20:33.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;J: An effect of heat or cold is analgesia. Pag in-ice pack ko ba ang heart ko, mababawasan ang pain?&lt;br /&gt;V: Mas gugustuhin mo bang maging cold? &lt;br /&gt;Kung pareho lang naman ang effect neto pag ginamitan mo ng warmth ng pagmamahal?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*hinga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2743071671704958280?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2743071671704958280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2743071671704958280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2743071671704958280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2743071671704958280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/nerd.html' title='Nerd'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7309409857249927430</id><published>2011-06-19T12:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:52:10.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy-O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKPbNBXFwlw/Tf120YmO_WI/AAAAAAAAB9g/gD1lbJ9Mz5E/s1600/Snapshot_20110619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKPbNBXFwlw/Tf120YmO_WI/AAAAAAAAB9g/gD1lbJ9Mz5E/s400/Snapshot_20110619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619778552356339042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpNkoH1pONs/Tf13RTpfMNI/AAAAAAAAB9o/REt2XvBiXrw/s1600/Snapshot_20110619_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpNkoH1pONs/Tf13RTpfMNI/AAAAAAAAB9o/REt2XvBiXrw/s400/Snapshot_20110619_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619779049244012754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh. Maybe it is a tad too obvious that I'm enjoying THE sweater too much. Well, it is a big improvement compared to Fontana 013010. Who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYLmzwGTewE/Tf2fIfPR31I/AAAAAAAAB9w/HhseFtVcT2o/s1600/19360_288838777679_598702679_4084924_1758443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYLmzwGTewE/Tf2fIfPR31I/AAAAAAAAB9w/HhseFtVcT2o/s400/19360_288838777679_598702679_4084924_1758443_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619822878201601874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahaha. This moment is defined as &lt;i&gt;progress times 875394892384209834084&lt;/i&gt;. Trololo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrhihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#happyfathersday to my awesome dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CT2A7DhQ0YU/Tf22FFSP5LI/AAAAAAAAB-A/Y8XLlsK2Kg4/s1600/Snapshot_20100918_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CT2A7DhQ0YU/Tf22FFSP5LI/AAAAAAAAB-A/Y8XLlsK2Kg4/s400/Snapshot_20100918_50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619848108462564530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0FhAszi2ofk/Tf22lj2mX7I/AAAAAAAAB-I/Ss0DEJ2DZGs/s1600/Snapshot_20110204_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0FhAszi2ofk/Tf22lj2mX7I/AAAAAAAAB-I/Ss0DEJ2DZGs/s400/Snapshot_20110204_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619848666423910322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQX_0kQDYBA/Tf23yJ9l75I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/AJQhhZJznwY/s1600/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQX_0kQDYBA/Tf23yJ9l75I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/AJQhhZJznwY/s400/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619849982323847058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'adore mon père. Un modèle pour moi.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did I say that correctly? Oh wellllll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7309409857249927430?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7309409857249927430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7309409857249927430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7309409857249927430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7309409857249927430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-o.html' title='Daddy-O.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKPbNBXFwlw/Tf120YmO_WI/AAAAAAAAB9g/gD1lbJ9Mz5E/s72-c/Snapshot_20110619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5527667399252555846</id><published>2011-06-12T23:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:54:43.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainwaveszz~~~~</title><content type='html'>Someone purchased the Miracle Blade 3 knife set. HAHA Now, I can play Veggie Samurai in real life. How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Jasm's going to be an aunt. Due first week of July! Falalalala. Guess who's pregnant. HAHAHAHA. How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7n-gqzf0iL8/TfTfOFxhASI/AAAAAAAAB9I/bagjaSvrvcY/s1600/05062011018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7n-gqzf0iL8/TfTfOFxhASI/AAAAAAAAB9I/bagjaSvrvcY/s400/05062011018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617360068398874914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDLE. My croquembouche didn't make it. Had just one creampuff. Daaaamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1A8m-aKLOfY/TfTf09d0UNI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/_uAX8Je2vEw/s1600/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1A8m-aKLOfY/TfTf09d0UNI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/_uAX8Je2vEw/s400/DSC01781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617360736183668946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurry, I know. But I love it all the same. With Daddy-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2t4Y8y1UDtY/TfTggLUPafI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/UogAeXlCWTU/s1600/246858_10150267082872323_529007322_8950670_6588286_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2t4Y8y1UDtY/TfTggLUPafI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/UogAeXlCWTU/s400/246858_10150267082872323_529007322_8950670_6588286_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617361478635973106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell :) Thank you, for the surprise everything.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5527667399252555846?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5527667399252555846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5527667399252555846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5527667399252555846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5527667399252555846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/brainwaveszz.html' title='Brainwaveszz~~~~'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7n-gqzf0iL8/TfTfOFxhASI/AAAAAAAAB9I/bagjaSvrvcY/s72-c/05062011018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-962489518704765775</id><published>2011-06-11T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:29:34.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo plankton.</title><content type='html'>I just realized where I got the &lt;i&gt;*pats heart twice&lt;/i&gt; gesture from. Happy memory. Sad thing is that it's just a memory. I think I need closure. As in, seriously. I just want to know what really happened. The feeling for me is just agonizing. I'm always &lt;i&gt;on the hook&lt;/i&gt;. It sucks. December. January. February. Same shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a whole entry written on my mind. Now in front of the screen, I'm blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archive-ing. This just shows how everything is in the past. And I should just &lt;i&gt;Delete All.&lt;/i&gt; Need this. Goodbye. Lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Elcid Villasanta: kaya nga&lt;br /&gt;Elcid Villasanta: you stop being sad and be awesome&lt;br /&gt;Elcid Villasanta: B-)&lt;br /&gt;Elcid Villasanta: ganyan tayo&lt;br /&gt;Elcid Villasanta: line nya din un eh&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, badminton player-slash-natural dancer-slash-incest brothaah (not OUR mom!) Bwahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-962489518704765775?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/962489518704765775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=962489518704765775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/962489518704765775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/962489518704765775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/emo-plankton.html' title='Emo plankton.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2795354420135680058</id><published>2011-06-09T17:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:55:25.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Sparrow turns blah blah</title><content type='html'>Can not wait for HP7 part 2. I cried so much while reading it. Partly because it's the end of a truly awesome series. Daaang. Must watch part 1 before July 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_EC2tmFVNNE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not watch the trailer. Might be a spoiler. Although I already know what's going to happen. *&lt;i&gt;cry cry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Rupert Grint. Lala. Excited much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmhm4ihv7s1qi036mo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tumblr photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Happy birthday, Johnny Depp.&lt;br /&gt;And sister dearest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2795354420135680058?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2795354420135680058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2795354420135680058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2795354420135680058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2795354420135680058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/jack-sparrow-turns-blah-blah.html' title='Jack Sparrow turns blah blah'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_EC2tmFVNNE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6227036106582164251</id><published>2011-06-07T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:33:55.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Your Imagination</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite songs from my favorite movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7SoB8d5Dnto" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shivers&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Johnny Depp. But &lt;i&gt;Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&gt; was so much better than your (newer) version of the movie. You gots tuh watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen to Maroon 5's cover of Pure Imagination. Been around for a longer time. Lovely lovely. But Glee's version just makes my skin tingle and my hair stand on end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6227036106582164251?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6227036106582164251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6227036106582164251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6227036106582164251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6227036106582164251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/into-your-imagination.html' title='Into Your Imagination'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7SoB8d5Dnto/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8826972913427803396</id><published>2011-06-06T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:06:07.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana hat.</title><content type='html'>3PTB Revised schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdxc15k4yc8/TexOxC_IdWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/pnAQIlmqaVI/s1600/3PTB.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdxc15k4yc8/TexOxC_IdWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/pnAQIlmqaVI/s400/3PTB.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614949439946388834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu, saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last days of my vacation, and all I'm doing is watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/EpicMealTime"&gt;EpicMealTime&lt;/a&gt;. And it. Is. Epic. MEAAAAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something strange happened. I kinda like it. Hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practing the "Don't talk to me, I am an angry bird" look that I used back in first year. Not that I need practice bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02ESTtkAHlQ/TezBauUh3YI/AAAAAAAAB84/43u_BJixiE4/s1600/Snapshot_20110606_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02ESTtkAHlQ/TezBauUh3YI/AAAAAAAAB84/43u_BJixiE4/s400/Snapshot_20110606_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615075500279061890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Elziiiddd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8826972913427803396?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8826972913427803396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8826972913427803396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8826972913427803396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8826972913427803396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/banana-hat.html' title='Banana hat.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdxc15k4yc8/TexOxC_IdWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/pnAQIlmqaVI/s72-c/3PTB.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5054053224972344620</id><published>2011-06-05T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:51:02.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super party. ♥</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the surprise everything! Awesome night with my super friends. Loooove my family like jhfkzshfjsfl. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5054053224972344620?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5054053224972344620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5054053224972344620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5054053224972344620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5054053224972344620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/super-party.html' title='Super party. ♥'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1271906174583085118</id><published>2011-06-04T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T10:42:25.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankyouvermuchgoodbye.</title><content type='html'>2:00AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANA JOKE LANG TALAGA LAHAT NG 'TO.&lt;br /&gt;Small part of me's still hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red and puffy eyes, daaang.&lt;br /&gt;Wala ako sa mood mag-party, but whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1271906174583085118?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1271906174583085118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1271906174583085118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1271906174583085118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1271906174583085118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankyouvermychgoodbye.html' title='Thankyouvermuchgoodbye.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3596660988807064728</id><published>2011-06-03T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:48:01.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depth.</title><content type='html'>Beautiful. This. Is music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yMx2SKIRkw4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the sorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3596660988807064728?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3596660988807064728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3596660988807064728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3596660988807064728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3596660988807064728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/depth.html' title='Depth.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yMx2SKIRkw4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3055293216034008113</id><published>2011-06-02T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:51:39.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February.</title><content type='html'>Yuck. Two words. NOT INTERESTED.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, please. Nooo. Kay? I have the worst luck ever. Fml. &lt;i&gt;Ayoko naaa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't have the right to be as upset or as disappointed as I am right now. Although I can't help but feel that way. I just thought.. I guess I thought wrong again. But it's natural for me to get my hopes up, with all there was before. But yeah, that was before. It just started to sink in right at that moment. I seem to have a knack for fooling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA fuck. //////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think happy thoughts. Kimchikimchikimchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;i&gt;Perfume: The Story of a Murderer.&lt;/I&gt; Awesoooome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://watchallmovie.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Perfume-The-Story-of-a-Murderer-2006-Hollywood-Movie-Watch-Online.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3055293216034008113?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3055293216034008113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3055293216034008113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3055293216034008113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3055293216034008113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/06/february.html' title='February.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3783290455660008325</id><published>2011-05-31T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:04:44.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Legal.</title><content type='html'>Eighteenth wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN. Jeffrey Campbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-lita-black-distressed-leather/index.html"&gt;Lita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-lita-exotic-black-snake/index.html"&gt;Lita Exotic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-lita-fab-black-tapestry/index.html"&gt;Lita Fab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-99-blue-suede/index.html#"&gt;99&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-99-tie-black-suede/index.html"&gt;99 Tie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-99-tie-glitter-gold/index.html"&gt;Foxy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-foxy-fab-black-tapestry/index.html"&gt;Foxy Fab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-zag-multi-fabric/index.html"&gt;Zag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-skate-beige/index.html"&gt;Skate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-tick-black-grainy-leather/index.html"&gt;Tick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-tick-paint-black/index.html#"&gt;Tick Paint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-el-carmen-blue-fuchsia-combo/index.html"&gt;El Carmen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Any color or pattern will do. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Simple girl with simple tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEUX. Brogues. Oxfords.&lt;br /&gt;Beige. Brown and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROIS. Girly flats. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;i.e. Lacy Topshop flats, T-bar flats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUATRE. Max Fleischer Color Classics DVD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINQ. Urbanears Plattan&lt;br /&gt;Color: Wine or Tomato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX. Backpacks? HAHAHA I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPT. iWatchz.&lt;br /&gt;Diff colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUIT. Truffettes de France. Original flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEUF. Trip to Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIX. Body shop Moonflower Mist (phased out////)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONZE. Ringzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUZE. New violin HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TREIZE. Books. Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Not in the mood to make a wishlist, actually. HAHA! Shall update when I feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3783290455660008325?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3783290455660008325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3783290455660008325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3783290455660008325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3783290455660008325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/almost-legal.html' title='Almost Legal.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5686619012311602694</id><published>2011-05-31T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:36:53.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat kid ♥</title><content type='html'>Say hello to my friend, Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv7NNPXiQpQ/TeSrqgscsFI/AAAAAAAAB8M/w_Q5p8YwpzM/s1600/Snapshot_20110530_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv7NNPXiQpQ/TeSrqgscsFI/AAAAAAAAB8M/w_Q5p8YwpzM/s400/Snapshot_20110530_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612799782429700178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*evil laugh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED. CAN'T SLEEP HUHU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got fat. See here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqzF76jQq-Y/TeSsXapZIPI/AAAAAAAAB8U/Z8ZzcLrUtDw/s1600/Snapshot_20110530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqzF76jQq-Y/TeSsXapZIPI/AAAAAAAAB8U/Z8ZzcLrUtDw/s400/Snapshot_20110530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612800553900384498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3WPgQ-hKps/TeSsdw-cd3I/AAAAAAAAB8c/5abeviG1wmo/s1600/Snapshot_20110530_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3WPgQ-hKps/TeSsdw-cd3I/AAAAAAAAB8c/5abeviG1wmo/s400/Snapshot_20110530_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612800662973478770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRen3Pi7Ldk/TeTuym2DGlI/AAAAAAAAB8k/nuCq7FU1UTs/s1600/Snapshot_20110522_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRen3Pi7Ldk/TeTuym2DGlI/AAAAAAAAB8k/nuCq7FU1UTs/s400/Snapshot_20110522_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612873588798593618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh noezz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;webcamphotosshizz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5686619012311602694?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5686619012311602694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5686619012311602694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5686619012311602694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5686619012311602694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/fat-kid.html' title='Fat kid ♥'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv7NNPXiQpQ/TeSrqgscsFI/AAAAAAAAB8M/w_Q5p8YwpzM/s72-c/Snapshot_20110530_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2252569371262482201</id><published>2011-05-27T16:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:44:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole trip home putting together a blog entry in my mind, trying to remember the bits of last night that I've forgotten and contemplating how the fuck everything happened. Headache. The drunkenness of the whole night. Daaaang. Forever and ever. What happens in Fontana stays in Fontana. What a night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue Music. &lt;i&gt;Last Friday Night. Yeah, we danced on table tops. And we took too many shots. Think we kissed, but I forgot. Last Friday night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. Pansol was a lot different. It was much more... Familiar. Comfortable. Less alcohol consumption, more food. HAHA. Photos here once they're uploaded on Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JasmMac"&gt;TWEEEET.&lt;/a&gt; Follow moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THIS SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mW0TjKgXMoM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey baby, I don't wanna be your Superman. I just wanna be your man, and I'll be super, baby. You'll be standing in the sunshine. I'll be standing right here in the rain. You save me and I will save the day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2252569371262482201?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2252569371262482201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2252569371262482201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2252569371262482201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2252569371262482201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mW0TjKgXMoM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7342005293489701891</id><published>2011-05-25T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:00:35.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on, Third Year.</title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm in 3PTB. Check out my sched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QiGQTwM2ZQ/Tdz5E0OohjI/AAAAAAAAB8E/qbCPScK4X7g/s1600/3PTB.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QiGQTwM2ZQ/Tdz5E0OohjI/AAAAAAAAB8E/qbCPScK4X7g/s400/3PTB.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610633096931608114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdaaaays huhuhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Exhausted. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literary bucketlist SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7342005293489701891?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7342005293489701891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7342005293489701891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7342005293489701891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7342005293489701891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-im-in-3ptb.html' title='Bring it on, Third Year.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QiGQTwM2ZQ/Tdz5E0OohjI/AAAAAAAAB8E/qbCPScK4X7g/s72-c/3PTB.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1575847397968192542</id><published>2011-05-23T20:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:51:09.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixie.</title><content type='html'>I wonder how gruesome The Games would be in the movies. Or how good-looking Gale would be. Straight black hair, olive skin, gray eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Refresh refresh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady GaGa is oonly 5'1" without her towering heels. I recently came to know about the Tinkerbell Syndrome through Chictopia. &lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/photo/show/450888-SHORT+GIRLS+HOW+TO+DRESS+FOR+Y-black-calvin-klein-dress"&gt;Click.&lt;/a&gt; Natalie Portman, Olsen Twins, Mila Kunis, Eva Longoria, Nicole Richie. ♡ Yay, I'm a pixie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been months and my blog title reads "Curiouser and &lt;u&gt;curioser&lt;/u&gt;." Typo right in front of my eyes and I didn't even notice. Wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1575847397968192542?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1575847397968192542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1575847397968192542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1575847397968192542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1575847397968192542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/pixie.html' title='Pixie.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5732229746982213715</id><published>2011-05-23T18:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:59:34.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday I'm shufflin'</title><content type='html'>What do the keys of your keyboard sound like when you type? &lt;i&gt;Click? Tik? Tak?&lt;/i&gt; Random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Refresh.&lt;/i&gt; Still waiting for my schedule on mySchedule. &lt;i&gt;Refresh. Refresh.&lt;/i&gt; If I get PTA, I get Fridays and Sundays off. PTB, just Sundays off. And PTC, Thursdays and Sundays off. &lt;i&gt;Refresh/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop sucks. It's ugly. It runs hot. Its battery does not work. So it's more like a desktop, except it only has 150GB space for its hard drive. It shuts down when it wants to. And it seems to like doing so especially in the middle of a movie. The earphone socket is broken, and any attempt to use it will disable the use of the speakers unless you restart it. When you turn it on, it shuts off after 3 seconds for 2 seconds, then turns on again. Once it's off, you have to wait like around an hour before it can turn on again. There's huge black stain on the track pad. It scratches easily and attracts fingerprints easily. SLOW. UGLY. And pretty cheap for a notebook. I would've preferred a netbook with better specs. It's the way it is now prolly because I'm lousy when taking care of gadgets. At first, I'm all cautious and caring, then it's old news. It's this obsessive thing to always have something new. Blame media. Haha. I &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt;want a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sino ang gusto niyong makatuluyan ni Katniss Everdeen?&lt;br /&gt;A. Gale Hawthorne&lt;br /&gt;B. Peeta Mellark&lt;br /&gt;C. Piolo Pascual&lt;br /&gt;D. AJ Perez&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question posed for us by P.Corpuz on corpuzxx. And my ultimate bias is Gale Hawthorne. I am only on part three of the second book and it already seems like all hope is lost. But still, a lot can happen in 286 pages and I keep my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am six &lt;i&gt;PAGE UPS&lt;/i&gt; away from finishing your entries, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before the summer ends, here is the ultimate ultimate party song for Summer `11. Oh, how I miss my friends. Went through a semi-antisocial stage for awhile with just me and my books and my downloads. Hoho I'm back. (And planning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KQ6zr6kCPj8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza, pasta, drinks, and few of my favorite friends. June 4, loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5732229746982213715?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5732229746982213715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5732229746982213715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5732229746982213715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5732229746982213715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-does-keys-of-your-keyboard-sound.html' title='Everyday I&apos;m shufflin&apos;'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KQ6zr6kCPj8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5747293637542169184</id><published>2011-05-20T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:53:43.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Me Alone phase</title><content type='html'>Summer Book List Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (1)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (3)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (4)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (5)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (6)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollow (7)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Allan Poe short stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Looking For Alaska&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;The Hunger Games (1)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching Fire (2)&lt;br /&gt;Mockingjay (3)&lt;br /&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;Servant of the Bones&lt;br /&gt;The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must to finish at least 3 more books. Once school starts, I don't think I'll enjoy reading as much. Oh, third year. Be good to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5747293637542169184?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5747293637542169184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5747293637542169184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5747293637542169184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5747293637542169184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/leave-me-alone-stage.html' title='Leave Me Alone phase'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1723927208499195562</id><published>2011-05-16T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:21:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Responsibility.</title><content type='html'>R.I.P Baby Chichi. I learned a lot in the short time we had together.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, Chichi's mom. We tried, I promise. &lt;br /&gt;Farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1723927208499195562?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1723927208499195562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1723927208499195562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1723927208499195562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1723927208499195562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-and-responsibility.html' title='Love and Responsibility.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3800760147404197046</id><published>2011-05-15T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T00:14:49.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief update.</title><content type='html'>Mindoro (again) yesterday. Second time this summer. Tanner and tanner and tanner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amused self by watching classic cartoons. Fleischer animation, FTW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All's fair at the fair. With mother and father and sister and brother and everyone there... Lala...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3800760147404197046?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3800760147404197046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3800760147404197046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3800760147404197046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3800760147404197046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/brief-update.html' title='Brief update.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1512866528331051379</id><published>2011-05-11T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:43:01.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys will never understand split ends. Or heels. Or haircuts that seem like nothing's changed. Or growing your fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Helga Weber and her half-shaved head. The courage it must have taken her. And to actually pull it off, amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1512866528331051379?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1512866528331051379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1512866528331051379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1512866528331051379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1512866528331051379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/guys-will-never-understand-split-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3149816170610062432</id><published>2011-05-08T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:15:48.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beastly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV-0C6MnARM/TcZCqRNE0xI/AAAAAAAAB7s/HJpEr_8Rc4g/s1600/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV-0C6MnARM/TcZCqRNE0xI/AAAAAAAAB7s/HJpEr_8Rc4g/s400/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604240080249344786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNcj__L1ioo/TcZCx9wWfUI/AAAAAAAAB70/js4AhUHe6Qk/s1600/Alex-Pettyfer-alex-pettyfer-20060191-393-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNcj__L1ioo/TcZCx9wWfUI/AAAAAAAAB70/js4AhUHe6Qk/s400/Alex-Pettyfer-alex-pettyfer-20060191-393-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604240212467547458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Pettyfer. =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3149816170610062432?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3149816170610062432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3149816170610062432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3149816170610062432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3149816170610062432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/beastly.html' title='Beastly.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV-0C6MnARM/TcZCqRNE0xI/AAAAAAAAB7s/HJpEr_8Rc4g/s72-c/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2600607708234935063</id><published>2011-05-05T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:47:37.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porky ♥</title><content type='html'>Watched The Little Rascals. Waaa, THEY ARE SO FREAKIN' ADORABLEEE!! Hihihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ2xVjAgIVY/TcJbbsAeGZI/AAAAAAAAB7c/aLubMb_MPEs/s1600/LittleRascals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ2xVjAgIVY/TcJbbsAeGZI/AAAAAAAAB7c/aLubMb_MPEs/s400/LittleRascals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603141417630046610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porky is my absolute favoriiiite. So's Buckwheat. They're like the bestest friends. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC8YS-REuzo/TcJcUxh6J4I/AAAAAAAAB7k/mFFihg03OWY/s1600/PorkyBuckwheat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC8YS-REuzo/TcJcUxh6J4I/AAAAAAAAB7k/mFFihg03OWY/s400/PorkyBuckwheat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603142398365017986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljnueo2YCH1qzvc21o1_250.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cutie pieee ♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Movie marathoooon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2600607708234935063?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2600607708234935063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2600607708234935063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2600607708234935063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2600607708234935063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/porky.html' title='Porky ♥'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ2xVjAgIVY/TcJbbsAeGZI/AAAAAAAAB7c/aLubMb_MPEs/s72-c/LittleRascals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6902736562000211081</id><published>2011-05-02T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:08:14.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Castles and Rainbows and Unicorns</title><content type='html'>I want to be a princess. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytale weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6902736562000211081?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6902736562000211081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6902736562000211081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6902736562000211081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6902736562000211081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/05/castles-and-rainbows-and-unicorns.html' title='Castles and Rainbows and Unicorns'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8765332303846813911</id><published>2011-04-30T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:05:57.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Jeffrey!</title><content type='html'>I'm still so exhausted from all that's happened this week. I badly need sleep. It is still a shame however that I had to miss tonight's event. Reason I'd rather keep hush hush about. Something came up. Dazzit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was quite a surprise. And not just for me. We were obviously expecting a different scene. We had enough sense to leave anyways. Dolce was much more fun although it came to an abrupt stop. I'd rather not get into details here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah. Sleep. Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey Campbell shoes are orgasmic. Been enamored for the longest time. ♡ Yes, it's time to invest. &lt;br /&gt;--Good thing or bad thing? I don't know anymore. But I really don't care as of the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8765332303846813911?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8765332303846813911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8765332303846813911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8765332303846813911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8765332303846813911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/viva-la-jeffrey.html' title='Viva La Jeffrey!'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3345662951734750865</id><published>2011-04-28T22:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:53:01.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and yellow</title><content type='html'>My friend told me Friendster is closing down. Oh, memories. Wahahaha. &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/10569765"&gt;Link.&lt;/a&gt; Nene photos, btw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and Manor with my loves yesternight. Then of course, &lt;i&gt;afterparty&lt;/i&gt; at my place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPSJULYj270/TbmXM3KatWI/AAAAAAAAB68/iUjyD0da5wM/s1600/230878_2054284796396_1222845940_32518845_6400230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPSJULYj270/TbmXM3KatWI/AAAAAAAAB68/iUjyD0da5wM/s400/230878_2054284796396_1222845940_32518845_6400230_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600673858833790306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swc6wyTIJm0/TbmXV8xqROI/AAAAAAAAB7E/w2OTbkKJE_U/s1600/215780_2054288916499_1222845940_32518865_836045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swc6wyTIJm0/TbmXV8xqROI/AAAAAAAAB7E/w2OTbkKJE_U/s400/215780_2054288916499_1222845940_32518865_836045_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600674014959387874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--AroaHPlDdc/TbmXcaWJJvI/AAAAAAAAB7M/GTe_A4czZQY/s1600/227893_2054300756795_1222845940_32518916_1521665_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--AroaHPlDdc/TbmXcaWJJvI/AAAAAAAAB7M/GTe_A4czZQY/s400/227893_2054300756795_1222845940_32518916_1521665_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600674125976250098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REZsRra8r-Q/TbmXhmPmD4I/AAAAAAAAB7U/6tkeHyhTpnE/s1600/215388_2054305516914_1222845940_32518945_3718276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REZsRra8r-Q/TbmXhmPmD4I/AAAAAAAAB7U/6tkeHyhTpnE/s400/215388_2054305516914_1222845940_32518945_3718276_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600674215069355906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May Friday pa. Tapos Saturday.&lt;/i&gt; OMG, can I survive this week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3345662951734750865?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3345662951734750865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3345662951734750865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3345662951734750865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3345662951734750865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/yj.html' title='Black and yellow'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPSJULYj270/TbmXM3KatWI/AAAAAAAAB68/iUjyD0da5wM/s72-c/230878_2054284796396_1222845940_32518845_6400230_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8460108986665259289</id><published>2011-04-24T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:52:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeen forever.</title><content type='html'>I'm having a bad reaction to henna tattoo. Not that I didn't anticipate it. I always do ever since I got my batman henna. It stayed on my skin for years, unlike the usual 2 or 3 weeks. Couldn't help not getting one reminiscent to Chanel temporary tattoos, though. Spring-Summer 2010, was it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uas0jQs4VQ/TbQcHRfJxrI/AAAAAAAAB6s/VXaY9xwRJXA/s1600/_MG_7548%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uas0jQs4VQ/TbQcHRfJxrI/AAAAAAAAB6s/VXaY9xwRJXA/s400/_MG_7548%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599131148007098034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus the beady details, daaaamn.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceana this Holy Week as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TapSd9GhpL0/TbQfXS1NBpI/AAAAAAAAB60/8aUisUmGFRM/s1600/_MG_7344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TapSd9GhpL0/TbQfXS1NBpI/AAAAAAAAB60/8aUisUmGFRM/s400/_MG_7344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599134721780811410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to turn eighteen anymoreeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8460108986665259289?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8460108986665259289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8460108986665259289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8460108986665259289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8460108986665259289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/seventeen-forever.html' title='Seventeen forever.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uas0jQs4VQ/TbQcHRfJxrI/AAAAAAAAB6s/VXaY9xwRJXA/s72-c/_MG_7548%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4780506089806274636</id><published>2011-04-20T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T02:23:04.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;And still everytime. I can't help but ask myself. Why can't I ever be good enough for anyone?&lt;/i&gt; #128√e980&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZZhWV-bvJo/Ta3R5OxS-yI/AAAAAAAAB6k/c4prjGN2Q8U/s1600/Snapshot_20110420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZZhWV-bvJo/Ta3R5OxS-yI/AAAAAAAAB6k/c4prjGN2Q8U/s400/Snapshot_20110420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597360693039004450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished off a pint of vanilla ice cream at 2 in the morning. Waaah, what's wrong with me? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4780506089806274636?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/4780506089806274636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=4780506089806274636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4780506089806274636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4780506089806274636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/almonds.html' title='Almonds'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZZhWV-bvJo/Ta3R5OxS-yI/AAAAAAAAB6k/c4prjGN2Q8U/s72-c/Snapshot_20110420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3183231139573678517</id><published>2011-04-19T16:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:09:37.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AI1-yPuZ3Nk/Ta1KROuDOVI/AAAAAAAAB5s/8s7V2Jbx71M/s1600/250px-FirstLovePoster04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AI1-yPuZ3Nk/Ta1KROuDOVI/AAAAAAAAB5s/8s7V2Jbx71M/s400/250px-FirstLovePoster04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597211571760871762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;i&gt;"A Crazy Litte Thing Called Love"&lt;/i&gt;. My friends and my sister's friends have been recommending it since last month. Adorable movie. (Although I didn't like the ending.) Pimchanok Lerwisetpibol's cute. But Mario Maurer, just gorjuuuuhzzzzzz. I just wish his voice wasn't so annoying. Hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5C2K6Bu7nuU/Ta1OVSYGSoI/AAAAAAAAB58/YT8lEndWQus/s1600/182000_200475549964164_189663097712076_802695_8050463_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5C2K6Bu7nuU/Ta1OVSYGSoI/AAAAAAAAB58/YT8lEndWQus/s400/182000_200475549964164_189663097712076_802695_8050463_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597216039508527746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TDF smile asdfghjkl;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3183231139573678517?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3183231139573678517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3183231139573678517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3183231139573678517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3183231139573678517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/shone.html' title='Shone.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AI1-yPuZ3Nk/Ta1KROuDOVI/AAAAAAAAB5s/8s7V2Jbx71M/s72-c/250px-FirstLovePoster04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6035579307587069622</id><published>2011-04-18T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:01:44.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream truck.</title><content type='html'>I want to be an ice cream. Better yet, an ice cream truck. This is a slightly dangerous phase for me. Hahaha. Every freakin' summer. Hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HTC1EgooLQ/Tau20qzPT5I/AAAAAAAAB5k/F7CCZW6XCNY/s1600/612f83d5b78486e641be78f60f727463.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HTC1EgooLQ/Tau20qzPT5I/AAAAAAAAB5k/F7CCZW6XCNY/s400/612f83d5b78486e641be78f60f727463.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596767977896628114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am in my FG mode. It's gonna take awhile to recover. And I'm not even sure if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*slap slap&lt;/i&gt; Time's-a-wasting. Laterrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6035579307587069622?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6035579307587069622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6035579307587069622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6035579307587069622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6035579307587069622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/ice-cream-truck.html' title='Ice cream truck.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HTC1EgooLQ/Tau20qzPT5I/AAAAAAAAB5k/F7CCZW6XCNY/s72-c/612f83d5b78486e641be78f60f727463.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-2878523000030335780</id><published>2011-04-17T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:42:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Shutdown II</title><content type='html'>Parang dati lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PlAfcp96Ek/Tarfn8IYJqI/AAAAAAAAB5c/9tDmJrQ735Y/s1600/n1025102914_30258841_6607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PlAfcp96Ek/Tarfn8IYJqI/AAAAAAAAB5c/9tDmJrQ735Y/s400/n1025102914_30258841_6607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596531364210419362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth year high school, was it?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, AJ Perez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I used to have a crush on you. Nothing major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am perfectly aware that my face is... nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-2878523000030335780?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/2878523000030335780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=2878523000030335780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2878523000030335780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/2878523000030335780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-in-shutdown-ii.html' title='Back in Shutdown II'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PlAfcp96Ek/Tarfn8IYJqI/AAAAAAAAB5c/9tDmJrQ735Y/s72-c/n1025102914_30258841_6607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6316276079116505835</id><published>2011-04-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:51:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colds damn</title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm sick. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must watch Gossip Girl promo. See &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2011-04-12-new-gossip-girl-promo-dair-chair-season-four"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The Prince, The Pauper or The Dark Knight? Excited much. Final 5 episodes of the season. Gaaah. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update. 041311 22:50&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm still sick. Good night again. ///////&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6316276079116505835?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6316276079116505835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6316276079116505835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6316276079116505835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6316276079116505835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/colds-damn.html' title='Colds damn'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-498220066333234221</id><published>2011-04-11T20:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T23:12:35.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, you come here open?</title><content type='html'>NAME: Jasmine Charmaine D. Macaranas&lt;br /&gt;AGE : 17&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDATE: June 8, 1993&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT ADDRESS: Araneta Subdivision, QC&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tagged by the lovely ladies Bianca C and Pamela C. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, copy and paste this note, erase my answers and enter your own, tag people [in the right hand corner of the app then click publish.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;1. last beverage = H2O&lt;br /&gt;2. last phone call = Too tamad to get my phoneee&lt;br /&gt;3. last text message = See above.&lt;br /&gt;4. last song you listened to = Katy Perry's Self-Inflicted&lt;br /&gt;5. last time you cried = Uhh. I watched Remember Me. Hihi&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. dated someone twice = .....&lt;br /&gt;7. been cheated on = ......&lt;br /&gt;8. kissed someone &amp; regretted it = .....&lt;br /&gt;9. lost someone special = .....&lt;br /&gt;10. been depressed = .....&lt;br /&gt;11. been drunk and threw up = .....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Teal&lt;br /&gt;13. White&lt;br /&gt;14. Red&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LAST YEAR (2010), HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend = Yesss.&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love = Did I even fall in love? Loljk. No.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried = Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you = Hmm. I think so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were = Always knew. Lalala. But whatever, yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you = Uh yes&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your FB friend's list = Hahahaha secret.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;GENERAL:&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life = Uh like more than three-fourths? Dunno&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets = Yessssss&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name = Not really. But Georgia would be a nice name. Or Georgina. Whichever hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday = Bum mode. Didn't even celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today = Quite early. Around 9, I think.&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night = Reading. I live a pretty boring life, see.&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for = Zambales? Boracay too, I guess. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother = Ten minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life = Bad habits. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now = Chabbo barking&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? = Yesss.&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now = Freakin' sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpage = Blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;37. Nickname = Jas&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status = Self-supporting. Hoho&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign = Gemini&lt;br /&gt;40. He or She = It?&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary = IHMC (QC)&lt;br /&gt;42. High School = SPUQC&lt;br /&gt;43. College = UST&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair color = Dyed it something auburn months ago&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short = Long&lt;br /&gt;46. Height = Secret&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone? = No. Proud to say. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? = Physically, my cheekbones. Bow. &lt;i&gt;[insert straight face here]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings = Six&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos = Maybe. Hahaha what an answer&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty= Rightyy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery = None yet&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing = When I was still a kidddd.&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend = Coleen Coronacion. :)&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined = Swimming&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation = As if I remember&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers = No idea&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating = x&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking = x&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to = clean my room? Ughhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to = Weezer's Say It Aint So&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting for = yo momma. Whuuut? Sabaw much. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids? = Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married? = Why not?&lt;br /&gt;66. Career? = &lt;s&gt;Model.&lt;/s&gt; HAHAHAJK PT?:&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes = Lips&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses= Hugs!!&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller = Taller&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger = Older&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous = Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms = Nice arms, oohlala&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud = Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship = Relationship, duh.&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant = Hesitant&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger = HAHAHAHAHA//&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor = Yuh&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts = ////////&lt;br /&gt;80. Broke someone's heart = :| Hope not.&lt;br /&gt;81. Had your own heart broken = Uhh.&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested = Almost. HAHAHAHA (Hellos to Chua, Yna, Papao, Cisco)&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down = Um um.&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died = Yeeeeap&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend = LOL&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself = Eh?&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles = Sure.&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight = Wtf, no.&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven = Yiz.&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus = Nope.&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date = No, please.&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels = Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tamad. I tag whoever reads :D hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry 'bout the title. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skin is a mess right now. huhuhuhuhu why, please? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-498220066333234221?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/498220066333234221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=498220066333234221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/498220066333234221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/498220066333234221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-you-come-here-open.html' title='Hey, you come here open?'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-166846166822310777</id><published>2011-04-11T12:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:20:15.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White and Navy Blue</title><content type='html'>My mom told me this morning, "&lt;i&gt;Tumataba face mo. Bagay sa'yo.&lt;/i&gt;" Lalala. I've been eating so well the past four days. Buffet after buffet. Gaaaah, the heavens are rewarding me for being such a homebody first week of summer vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be so fat come June you went recognize me. Hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thursday-Friday (April 7 and 8) last week, I was in Bataan with my blockmates. Spent the night at Jose's place. Saying that the food was &lt;i&gt;[insert choir of angels here]&lt;/i&gt; is an understatement. Sugpo, inihaw na bangus, dinuguan, alimango, taro ice cream, everything was delectable. Although the company, much better. I looooove 2PTB-1st sem foreverrrrr. Would've liked it even more if the others were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DSayjXra14/TaKIzeeZQmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/xQVrcDY-pzM/s1600/206655_1658162258317_1364961584_31349238_5329930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DSayjXra14/TaKIzeeZQmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/xQVrcDY-pzM/s400/206655_1658162258317_1364961584_31349238_5329930_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594184105082831458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside Arriba's place bwahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cx720xLf44/TaKKz9w8MYI/AAAAAAAAB4k/woTsnS6Os1w/s1600/217466_1702158229148_1093724166_1523974_7115224_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cx720xLf44/TaKKz9w8MYI/AAAAAAAAB4k/woTsnS6Os1w/s400/217466_1702158229148_1093724166_1523974_7115224_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594186312505373058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBd_yHYaD0c/TaKLFPQl1gI/AAAAAAAAB4s/EjAvLXjt34M/s1600/215159_1702154549056_1093724166_1523966_3595886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBd_yHYaD0c/TaKLFPQl1gI/AAAAAAAAB4s/EjAvLXjt34M/s400/215159_1702154549056_1093724166_1523966_3595886_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594186609259304450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taro-flavored ice cream. Best ice cream ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M-Vmk5X1w2A/TaKLS-RaMsI/AAAAAAAAB40/gP8Tl-PS73s/s1600/208508_1702189829938_1093724166_1524065_6284838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M-Vmk5X1w2A/TaKLS-RaMsI/AAAAAAAAB40/gP8Tl-PS73s/s400/208508_1702189829938_1093724166_1524065_6284838_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594186845217501890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Samat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi1B2DJ32v8/TaKLbdBaA1I/AAAAAAAAB48/aGTirRqh3jM/s1600/216777_1702231310975_1093724166_1524180_1214866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi1B2DJ32v8/TaKLbdBaA1I/AAAAAAAAB48/aGTirRqh3jM/s400/216777_1702231310975_1093724166_1524180_1214866_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594186990910833490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NKIWB3yfwg/TaKLlRM24jI/AAAAAAAAB5E/P7cKeUQZQCw/s1600/205681_1702232471004_1093724166_1524184_3477771_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NKIWB3yfwg/TaKLlRM24jI/AAAAAAAAB5E/P7cKeUQZQCw/s400/205681_1702232471004_1093724166_1524184_3477771_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594187159536329266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUL2uIPZDus/TaKLsHcw-LI/AAAAAAAAB5M/SM95w9aUc8k/s1600/206920_1702230510955_1093724166_1524179_2067356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUL2uIPZDus/TaKLsHcw-LI/AAAAAAAAB5M/SM95w9aUc8k/s400/206920_1702230510955_1093724166_1524179_2067356_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594187277177780402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i35mEwn74M/TaKLyRbH86I/AAAAAAAAB5U/kkeaw93sFTM/s1600/218102_1702224630808_1093724166_1524154_4155498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i35mEwn74M/TaKLyRbH86I/AAAAAAAAB5U/kkeaw93sFTM/s400/218102_1702224630808_1093724166_1524154_4155498_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594187382934467490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At ang tunay na illuminati&lt;/i&gt;: Warning! This &lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216559_1702203710285_1093724166_1524100_6556619_n.jpg"&gt;IMAGE&lt;/a&gt; contains graphic content that some viewers may find disturbing. View at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tagaytay Saturday-Sunday (April 9-10). With parents, this time. No photos though. Ate like a &lt;span title="hi pam:)"&gt;king&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Say hello to my new white and navy blue brogues. &lt;i&gt;*With song playing in bg: "I just can't get enough! I just can't get enough!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-166846166822310777?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/166846166822310777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=166846166822310777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/166846166822310777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/166846166822310777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/white-and-navy-blue.html' title='White and Navy Blue'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DSayjXra14/TaKIzeeZQmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/xQVrcDY-pzM/s72-c/206655_1658162258317_1364961584_31349238_5329930_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7225841780645073748</id><published>2011-04-11T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T01:24:47.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DT</title><content type='html'>Bataan was fun. Tagaytay was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7225841780645073748?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7225841780645073748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7225841780645073748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7225841780645073748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7225841780645073748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/dt.html' title='DT'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-6366422597659997397</id><published>2011-04-05T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T19:40:24.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labyrinth</title><content type='html'>I slept with John Green last night, and I am very satisfied. Hoho. &lt;i&gt;Looking For Alaska&lt;/i&gt; is definitely a good read. I am a very slow reader, yet I finished it this morning. Highly recommend it. Will start with &lt;i&gt;Alice's Adventure In Wonderland&lt;/i&gt; until I find something else better to read. I somehow find it pointless to read. Witty, yes. But nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is aching as if it's the start of cheerdance season. With less bruises, of course. But the same pain, ouch. Seems my dad has it stuck in his mind that I'm in the same condition I used to be. Can't even freakin' walk straight. But oh well, it's a start. Beach body back, pleaze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later. Hercules on Disney. Tralala. I am such a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-6366422597659997397?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/6366422597659997397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=6366422597659997397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6366422597659997397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/6366422597659997397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/earth-and-heaven.html' title='Labyrinth'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7529473468526811571</id><published>2011-04-04T21:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:50:48.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat, glossy, iridescent.</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how this happened. &lt;i&gt;*Gawks*&lt;/i&gt; Must be some kind of error. No other explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8TJuS78dtI/TZnEqShO2wI/AAAAAAAAB3E/p5oN5_KW4bY/s1600/Eh.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8TJuS78dtI/TZnEqShO2wI/AAAAAAAAB3E/p5oN5_KW4bY/s400/Eh.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591716643161955074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95 views in an hour. Impossible. No doubt.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. I watched Flipped again. It's such an adorable movie. Callan McAuliffe is such a cutie. And Madeline Carroll is just gorgeous. I think I might have a girl crush on her. Well, who wouldn't? (And I loooove her hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi3sx8dKcDw/TZnJq4F_lgI/AAAAAAAAB3M/lJLssTRjTAM/s1600/CSH-057888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi3sx8dKcDw/TZnJq4F_lgI/AAAAAAAAB3M/lJLssTRjTAM/s400/CSH-057888.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591722150806394370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLAsZdyPbDQ/TZnJ0GRmfgI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ihdz1I68iXE/s1600/madeline_carroll_2658862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLAsZdyPbDQ/TZnJ0GRmfgI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ihdz1I68iXE/s400/madeline_carroll_2658862.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591722309232000514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcs88mqtlW4/TZnJ81yJd_I/AAAAAAAAB3c/SEsBM-FANqE/s1600/madeline-carroll-flipped-premiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcs88mqtlW4/TZnJ81yJd_I/AAAAAAAAB3c/SEsBM-FANqE/s400/madeline-carroll-flipped-premiere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591722459423930354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOqrUGU4m6c/TZnKELs1_MI/AAAAAAAAB3k/QcMYE2kXGl4/s1600/madeline-carroll-callan-mcauliffe-bonded-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOqrUGU4m6c/TZnKELs1_MI/AAAAAAAAB3k/QcMYE2kXGl4/s400/madeline-carroll-callan-mcauliffe-bonded-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591722585566346434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyyJpfDUuTU/TZnKYrbIX9I/AAAAAAAAB3s/ZSvjrjI3sE4/s1600/Callan%252BMcAuliffe%252B8th%252BAnnual%252BBAFTA%252BLA%252BTV%252BTea%252Bxyn_LrPxvSIl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyyJpfDUuTU/TZnKYrbIX9I/AAAAAAAAB3s/ZSvjrjI3sE4/s400/Callan%252BMcAuliffe%252B8th%252BAnnual%252BBAFTA%252BLA%252BTV%252BTea%252Bxyn_LrPxvSIl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591722937679372242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-59bafRvfMNU/TZnKrx18myI/AAAAAAAAB30/VqiBjfsBtg8/s1600/callan-mcauliffe-aussie-ian4-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-59bafRvfMNU/TZnKrx18myI/AAAAAAAAB30/VqiBjfsBtg8/s400/callan-mcauliffe-aussie-ian4-04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591723265819974434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxp9Fb9hC4w/TZnK0zZotfI/AAAAAAAAB38/IqHTnZvejAE/s1600/Callan-McAuliffe-callan-mcauliffe-20471378-817-1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxp9Fb9hC4w/TZnK0zZotfI/AAAAAAAAB38/IqHTnZvejAE/s400/Callan-McAuliffe-callan-mcauliffe-20471378-817-1222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591723420856923634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, that is one fiiine sixteen-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KXoDEx6tVM/TZnK6-oVD8I/AAAAAAAAB4E/uD8Erq2KL4I/s1600/Madeline-Carroll-Callan-McAuliffe-in-Flipped_4008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KXoDEx6tVM/TZnK6-oVD8I/AAAAAAAAB4E/uD8Erq2KL4I/s400/Madeline-Carroll-Callan-McAuliffe-in-Flipped_4008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591723526950555586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7p9-GuMwyE/TZnLF6M64LI/AAAAAAAAB4M/A8VLs1aIdhI/s1600/callan-mcauliffe-madeline-carroll-flipped-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7p9-GuMwyE/TZnLF6M64LI/AAAAAAAAB4M/A8VLs1aIdhI/s400/callan-mcauliffe-madeline-carroll-flipped-pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591723714740412594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho so cuuuutteee.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Pam. Watch Flipped. :-bd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I found myself annoyed at someone I haven't even met yet. Does the initials JP ring a bell? I discovered she's in the same college as my sister. And I found myself checking out her tumblr. Stalker much? No, not really. Just plain curious about, as I may quote a certain Mentos, her &lt;i&gt;so-called "beauty"&lt;/i&gt;. Considering it's the first time I saw her, I immediately labeled her as pretentious and overrated. So yeah, point is why do people get easily swayed by trash-talk and the like? I'm not an exception, obviously. But I'm learning to be a nicer person, less judgmental and all that crap. I've been a victim and I know how it feels. Just awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better-written blog entry next time. Hey, at least I'm trying again. Falala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Let me barf. I hate overly cheesy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7529473468526811571?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7529473468526811571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7529473468526811571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7529473468526811571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7529473468526811571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/flat-glossy-iridescent.html' title='Flat, glossy, iridescent.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8TJuS78dtI/TZnEqShO2wI/AAAAAAAAB3E/p5oN5_KW4bY/s72-c/Eh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7779885623203090165</id><published>2011-04-04T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:08:01.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Perhaps</title><content type='html'>Indulging self in John Green's &lt;I&gt;Looking For Alaska&lt;/i&gt;. Ah, the feeling is so familiar. Why didn't think of this to begin with?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.kcls.org/librarytalk/LookingForAlaskaJacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer plans are so messed-up. And I actually don't have a care in the world. Hohoho. Coron or Bataan? Seems like an obvious choice, but nooooo. Might go to Boracay, might not. Zambales? I don't know either. Pansol, no definite day. Woooow. The only trip I'm sure of is Mindoro. Which is like an annual thing already. Biannual, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so craving for vanilla ice cream right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping with John Green tonight. Bwahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7779885623203090165?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7779885623203090165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7779885623203090165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7779885623203090165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7779885623203090165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-perhaps.html' title='Great Perhaps'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4626320493305331745</id><published>2011-04-03T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:09:32.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFI</title><content type='html'>RF. I love &lt;a href="http://ipaxme.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-for-ichigo.html"&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt;. Click link&lt;br /&gt;Wants prairie boots, wedge shoes, brogues, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this. Yummeehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcSTQcA7gJs/TZIWeKA4NMI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/ERk73JcqtlA/s400/SAM_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 89%"&gt;Ichigo shoes, so very affordable. Photo from &lt;a href="http://ipaxme.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-for-ichigo.html"&gt;DE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_4lW3_eg24w/TZIoCPOCpVI/AAAAAAAAJ68/fvGFHlZJggo/s400/..jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why must I be away on these days?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4626320493305331745?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/4626320493305331745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=4626320493305331745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4626320493305331745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4626320493305331745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/sfi.html' title='SFI'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcSTQcA7gJs/TZIWeKA4NMI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/ERk73JcqtlA/s72-c/SAM_0566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8506682616621326732</id><published>2011-04-03T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:43:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummmn.</title><content type='html'>There's nothing to blog about because nothing's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so cute. Stop motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H5je_eK0V1w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is gooood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8506682616621326732?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8506682616621326732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8506682616621326732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8506682616621326732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8506682616621326732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/hummmn.html' title='Hummmn.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H5je_eK0V1w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8630085864429022844</id><published>2011-04-02T04:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T04:42:27.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4AM screenshot.</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's that time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrC6ki5laIA/TZY4enofGAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/rCeHM9_Xeyc/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrC6ki5laIA/TZY4enofGAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/rCeHM9_Xeyc/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590718086113073154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout. Still working on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8630085864429022844?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8630085864429022844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8630085864429022844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8630085864429022844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8630085864429022844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/4am-screenshot.html' title='4AM screenshot.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jrC6ki5laIA/TZY4enofGAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/rCeHM9_Xeyc/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-5823646684258254986</id><published>2011-04-01T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:32:08.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cap pas cap?</title><content type='html'>Late post. Blame our bitchy router.&lt;br /&gt;Day Thirty. Three life lessons you’ve learned so far.&lt;br /&gt;1. Happiness is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;2. Regret makes you old and bitterness poisons those around you. OTH days. Lala.&lt;br /&gt;3. Uhh, just pray alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Thirty One. Three ways you bid farewell.&lt;br /&gt;1. "&lt;i&gt;Booiiyyye booiiyyeee&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;2. *smiles* Cause really, I dont like goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;3. I just don't. &lt;s&gt;I can be mean like that.&lt;/s&gt; No, just a coward. Daaym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMISSYOU. Hoho. Fools day today.&lt;br /&gt;February, Lucky. March, If It Kills Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-5823646684258254986?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/5823646684258254986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=5823646684258254986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5823646684258254986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/5823646684258254986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/04/cap-pas-cap.html' title='Cap pas cap?'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-8886409034954844241</id><published>2011-03-31T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:08:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V</title><content type='html'>Internet fail at its best. Pff, hiatus? Undetermined.&lt;br /&gt;And no globe phone. I left it at Rockwell last day of school and I'm too tamad to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Tamad. Bored. And broke. Summer 2011, ftw. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead kid. Drowning self in chocolates, coffee beans and honey tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice practice practice. Cause this is the only time I'll get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-8886409034954844241?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/8886409034954844241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=8886409034954844241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8886409034954844241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/8886409034954844241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/blah-blah-blah-blah.html' title='V'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1654515477816523936</id><published>2011-03-29T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:42:22.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far from blog-worthy.</title><content type='html'>Day Twenty Nine. Three things that you look for in a partner.&lt;br /&gt;1-3. &lt;i&gt;Isa lang naman gusto ko e. Yung mamahalin ako.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHUUUT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA sorry that was like.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Too sabaw. This is one depressing night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wants an ice cream truck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1654515477816523936?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1654515477816523936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1654515477816523936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1654515477816523936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1654515477816523936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/far-from-blog-worthy.html' title='Far from blog-worthy.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7495231332301018213</id><published>2011-03-28T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:10:42.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Eighth.</title><content type='html'>Day Twenty Eight. Three things you like about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheekbones&lt;br /&gt;2. Kickass family. Tralala.&lt;br /&gt;3. Love-hate that I can eat as much as I like and not get TOO fat. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mezza Strip with Jeanne. So glad it's near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideal summer plans. MWF, swim. TTh, advanced PT classes. Every night, violin practice. Weekends, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blog song. Thank you, Papao. Hope it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my batchmates. Praying for those with remeds. &lt;I&gt;Kaya yan, guys!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. A small part of me feels betrayed. Oh wait, no. A whole lot of me feels betrayed. Sad face here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7495231332301018213?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7495231332301018213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7495231332301018213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7495231332301018213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7495231332301018213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/twenty-eighth.html' title='Twenty Eighth.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-7946470347117178047</id><published>2011-03-27T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T03:03:48.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day Twenty Seven. Three crazy things you wouldn't mind doing.&lt;br /&gt;1. Fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Join PAG&lt;br /&gt;3. EpicMealNight&lt;br /&gt;--update 070211&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-7946470347117178047?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/7946470347117178047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=7946470347117178047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7946470347117178047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/7946470347117178047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-twenty-seven.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-719695075869001643</id><published>2011-03-27T01:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T03:17:30.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Sana pag gising ko, normal na ulet skin ko. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can change just one thing in your life overnight, what would that be? How different would your life be then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Just thinking about the sun, the waves, the sand, the water (chlorine, even)--anything about summer--makes me feel all giddy inside. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W534PB-Zle4/TY4m85cZr8I/AAAAAAAAB18/TxMl-b8SNhQ/s1600/190502_1511547803733_1685528030_915884_3665344_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W534PB-Zle4/TY4m85cZr8I/AAAAAAAAB18/TxMl-b8SNhQ/s400/190502_1511547803733_1685528030_915884_3665344_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588447015267315650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Oy-AF-27o/TY4nGBk5_EI/AAAAAAAAB2E/n5HIQhsUobU/s1600/196724_10150128314122999_710177998_6385248_386429_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Oy-AF-27o/TY4nGBk5_EI/AAAAAAAAB2E/n5HIQhsUobU/s400/196724_10150128314122999_710177998_6385248_386429_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588447172069293122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh summer, please be this kickass.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer goal: Keep healthy. Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my alone forever buddies. Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-719695075869001643?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/719695075869001643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=719695075869001643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/719695075869001643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/719695075869001643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-in.html' title='Love in.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W534PB-Zle4/TY4m85cZr8I/AAAAAAAAB18/TxMl-b8SNhQ/s72-c/190502_1511547803733_1685528030_915884_3665344_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3540630364581228715</id><published>2011-03-26T10:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T10:48:46.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>312-312-30123012-130-1</title><content type='html'>Day Twenty Six. Three types of deserts you enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;1. Anything with vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;2. Crepe (of course, with vanilla ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;3. Panna cotta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practiced playing last night. The virus hit me. Hihihi, oh so manly. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;This is a sabaw post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3540630364581228715?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3540630364581228715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3540630364581228715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3540630364581228715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3540630364581228715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-123-123.html' title='312-312-30123012-130-1'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-3137420591692842680</id><published>2011-03-25T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T10:43:04.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise into this</title><content type='html'>Day Twenty Five. Three favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;1. Erich Segal's &lt;i&gt;Love Story&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HP books. I just appreciated them recently when I started to read again.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;Still deciding. Teehee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up today, I felt my heart do little flips. Best I've felt in awhile. Summer does that to me. Bring on the unbearable heat. Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was :) One for the whole vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5DafsVuUWI/TY1PBOvKKBI/AAAAAAAAB1s/qoXs7dl6Mqc/s1600/199159_10150126135532426_603352425_6767289_2250212_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5DafsVuUWI/TY1PBOvKKBI/AAAAAAAAB1s/qoXs7dl6Mqc/s400/199159_10150126135532426_603352425_6767289_2250212_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588209595191011346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss this. Reshuffled again. Also would've wanted a class photo with 2PTB 1st sem. Oh well, there's still Bataan. Hihi.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-3137420591692842680?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/3137420591692842680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=3137420591692842680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3137420591692842680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/3137420591692842680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/cruise-into-this.html' title='Cruise into this'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5DafsVuUWI/TY1PBOvKKBI/AAAAAAAAB1s/qoXs7dl6Mqc/s72-c/199159_10150126135532426_603352425_6767289_2250212_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-956598913673010634</id><published>2011-03-24T06:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:13:46.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hetarhahaha</title><content type='html'>Day Twenty Four. Three things you do before you go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;1. Moisturize&lt;br /&gt;2. Pray&lt;br /&gt;3. Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of exams later. Last day as a second year student. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Then next year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8crDSSzCeY/TYpz05ASwKI/AAAAAAAAB1k/LQclwTPKACM/s1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8crDSSzCeY/TYpz05ASwKI/AAAAAAAAB1k/LQclwTPKACM/s400/31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587405640198963362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winging it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-956598913673010634?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/956598913673010634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=956598913673010634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/956598913673010634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/956598913673010634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/hetarhahaha.html' title='Hetarhahaha'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s8crDSSzCeY/TYpz05ASwKI/AAAAAAAAB1k/LQclwTPKACM/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1922218663175065830</id><published>2011-03-23T07:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:55:37.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23.</title><content type='html'>Internet at home for a change. Yaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Twenty Three. Three places you want to visit.&lt;br /&gt;1. Australia&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris&lt;br /&gt;3. Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding self. HAHA what an excuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1922218663175065830?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1922218663175065830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1922218663175065830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1922218663175065830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1922218663175065830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/23.html' title='23.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1234748846897961874</id><published>2011-03-22T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:07:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Involuntary hiatus.</title><content type='html'>I will never leave the comforts of Thousand Teas, Mezza again. I love it here. Yummy milk tea + free wifi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Twenty One. Three of your guilty pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolates with nuts, please. Used to not like 'em. Now I'm always craving. Daaaaym. &lt;br /&gt;2. Clothes. Shoes. I. Am. So. Broke.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although I already am so tan, I love the feel of the sun on my skin. Particularly, my back. HAHA. ///// So daaaark daaamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Twenty Two. Three things you are afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting extremely fat. Sorry, but it's goodbye to all my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Major pimple breakout. &lt;br /&gt;-Superficial much. Sorry. So to make up for the first two..&lt;br /&gt;3. Losing my family. My forever forever love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more school days left. &lt;i&gt;Na-summer mode ako.&lt;/i&gt; Private joke. Shout outs to Chua, Cisco and Kat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, done. Chem, over. PT lecture tomorrow. Hetar Thursday. PT lab pracs on Thursday, as well. Last exam of the school year. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1234748846897961874?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1234748846897961874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1234748846897961874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1234748846897961874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1234748846897961874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-for-now.html' title='Involuntary hiatus.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-4440538798368617745</id><published>2011-03-20T10:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:56:08.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I've got none left.</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why the internet is suddenly such a pain. My entries are always late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Nineteen. Three home-cooked meals you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;1. Dad's Christmas steak&lt;br /&gt;2. Lola's LP fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;3. Mom's salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Twenty. Three things the world would be better without.&lt;br /&gt;1. Split ends&lt;br /&gt;2. Corruption&lt;br /&gt;3. Rebecca Black's song &lt;I&gt;Friday&lt;/i&gt;. Oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhgdjwgXw11qalcu6o1_r1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@-)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML. Haha, fck the timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-4440538798368617745?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/4440538798368617745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=4440538798368617745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4440538798368617745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/4440538798368617745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-ive-got-none-left.html' title='And I&apos;ve got none left.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186775021661199046.post-1304673700862713326</id><published>2011-03-18T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:14:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss the piemaker.</title><content type='html'>Day Eighteen. Three favorite TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't watch television anymore.&lt;br /&gt;1. Glee&lt;br /&gt;2. Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;3. Pushing Daisies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam weekend. Must get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't study at home. Rar&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. Just saying. Heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T89ftDA_bpc/TYQej_aruvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/WxoNA59PuRg/s1600/198375_1499697787490_1685528030_899930_37025_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T89ftDA_bpc/TYQej_aruvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/WxoNA59PuRg/s400/198375_1499697787490_1685528030_899930_37025_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585623041513863922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caysubic, Cavite. Love love love.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186775021661199046-1304673700862713326?l=jasminainmanila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/feeds/1304673700862713326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186775021661199046&amp;postID=1304673700862713326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1304673700862713326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186775021661199046/posts/default/1304673700862713326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasminainmanila.blogspot.com/2011/03/miss-piemaker.html' title='Miss the piemaker.'/><author><name>Jasm Mac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402477736750866492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euQ7f49w3lM/TuGRr120rII/AAAAAAAACIA/yHGfBJku6P4/s220/DSC03878-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T89ftDA_bpc/TYQej_aruvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/WxoNA59PuRg/s72-c/198375_1499697787490_1685528030_899930_37025_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
