<?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-4979413598692816720</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:43:07.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>english</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-8270802467197038228</id><published>2009-03-22T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:49:10.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 1, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Esie,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a very kind classmate. At first, I really don't have the guts to talk to you because I don't know how will I do that. Actually, I already forgot how did we first meet or converse. There's no day that you had forgotten to smile, to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saliw member, COCC member, singer........... You are really talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe your parents are very lucky of having you. I know they are very proud of you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Rochell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-8270802467197038228?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8270802467197038228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=8270802467197038228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8270802467197038228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8270802467197038228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/october-1-2008-dear-esie-thank-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-8220139914434250514</id><published>2009-03-22T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:24:42.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 24, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Alpha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future David Cook??? I hope not. I hope you will still give chances to your guy admirers.&lt;br /&gt;Singer, chess grandmaster, .......................... Mrs. Pena, these are just some of the ways our classmates call you or maybe tease you. I know that we are not close but I know that the problem is with me. I admit that I really don't have any idea about socializing. Maybe, I know but I don't know how to apply it, do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seemed to be my younger sister who is very fond of punching my arms. She told me that my arms are floppy as punching bags. Maybe that is also the reason why you punch me for two times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you will always be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you,&lt;br /&gt;Rochell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-8220139914434250514?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8220139914434250514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=8220139914434250514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8220139914434250514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8220139914434250514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/september-24-2008-dear-alpha-future.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-7141968747858569434</id><published>2009-03-22T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:55:35.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/ScYLBu7CwCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NkrgVQ58Z0w/s1600-h/eeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/ScYLBu7CwCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NkrgVQ58Z0w/s400/eeeeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315948534560899106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Elai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"first newby sa section nmen..&lt;/b&gt;", this is what they named you. You are a very nice person and you really know how to socialize to your new classmates. One of the moments that i won't forget is when we are exchanging stories about some of our personal experiences and opinions, and we did that in the library when you ask me to go with you there for your research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, on the first day I met you I thought you are a snobber, but that was proven wrong when you started to join and have fun with our classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very good dancer and I admire the way you portray a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have the potential in acting, especially when you acted as a mother in a role play in Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything...........        :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Rochell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-7141968747858569434?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7141968747858569434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=7141968747858569434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/7141968747858569434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/7141968747858569434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/september-18-2008-dear-elai-first-newby.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/ScYLBu7CwCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NkrgVQ58Z0w/s72-c/eeeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-8304800535093365108</id><published>2009-03-02T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:10:16.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 12, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't stop the world from coming to an end&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remembered what my Earth Science teacher had told us that there wil come top a time that the world will come to an end. She explained us about the stars , and other celestial bodies, especially "sun", She told uis that the sun is a star and like the other stars, it also undergoes stages of age. " So it means, it will also explode and become a black hole." This is what entered my mind. She said that sun will explode but it will not be a black hole instead, it will become a dwarf start. She said that if the sun will explode, earth will come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" But how about us, what will happen to us", I asked. She told me that maybe people will be prepares already. maybe others will try to go to outer space3 but maybe others will also come to an end with the Earth. But she told uys that there will still be billions and billions and billions of time before that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'll not be in the Earth anymore if ever that will happen, but still I'm nervous for I love everything on Earth. All my sweet and unusual memories will stay here on Earth and in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-8304800535093365108?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8304800535093365108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=8304800535093365108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8304800535093365108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8304800535093365108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-world.html' title='End of the World'/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-9026787884959967273</id><published>2009-03-02T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:55:52.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pound of Feather is Heavier than a Pound of Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;September 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She lies for she was envious to her younger sister. She thought that her younger sister receives more gifts from her other sister dwelling at the other country. That is why, she make stories that will let her younger sister down. She just think her own sake while her younger sister is suffering of what she has done.The younger sister bear all the pain and sorrow she felt. She just let God do the best for her relationship with her sisters. Now the sister abroad thought that the younger sister has bad intentions to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the older sister, gold is heavier than feathers. She choose materials than her sister. She didn't think that she does not only lies to her sister but also to herself. She didn't have any concern for her younger sister who is her co-blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe that a pound of feathersis better than a pound of gold for materials cannot be boundless as the kindness can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-9026787884959967273?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/9026787884959967273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=9026787884959967273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/9026787884959967273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/9026787884959967273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/pound-of-feather-is-heavier-than-pound.html' title='A Pound of Feather is Heavier than a Pound of Gold'/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-2654075459722116583</id><published>2009-03-02T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:44:38.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds Wings to Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;August 30, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that each one of us , have their specific goals that we desire to be granted or achieve. Me, I want that goal to be granted because I believe that, if ever I will succeed in achieving it, i will be able to make my parents be proud of me, I will feel the contentment and I may be able to help others and inspires them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that in attaining success, one is a bird flying. Birds must have powerful chest muscles to be able to move its wings up and down, pushing the air down and lifting the bird up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To attain success, one must be strong enough to surpass the challenges and trials that will come to his life. He should know how to balance decisions to be able to maintain on top. Birds do go down to have a rest for awhile. A person should know how to look back on where he came from for they asre the reasons of your success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-2654075459722116583?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/2654075459722116583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=2654075459722116583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/2654075459722116583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/2654075459722116583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/birds-wings-to-success.html' title='Birds Wings to Success'/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-3594578348670258685</id><published>2009-03-02T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:34:06.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unripe Oranges</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are some children whom suffer on the abuses of adults. But why are they doing these? Don't they know that children are the children of God. Usually, at the young age of these children, they are already forced to do work, work that may kill their lives. They are the children who never experienced happy childhood days. They are oranges that are picked too early. These oranges won't ripen for they only ripen on the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;These poor children may bear the loneliness of their childhood life as they grow up as a man. There may be part of their life that seems to lack and they may not feel the contentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope that there will come a time, that no children will be abused, will suffer bad life and no children won't feel happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-3594578348670258685?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/3594578348670258685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=3594578348670258685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/3594578348670258685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/3594578348670258685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/unripe-oranges.html' title='Unripe Oranges'/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-8140725298621673102</id><published>2009-03-02T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:23:37.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;August 13 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;                                        &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Prairie Plant: Compass of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                     He was trapped in a wrong way. He was lost and he doesn't know the way out to escape the darkness, loneliness and cruelness of that place. He always tries different ways but nothing happenned, he waws still trapped in that unknown place. Now, he is starting to lose hope for he thought that there will be no hope and no life for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;                    I believe that for every problem, there is always an opposite and equal solution. One should not lose hope for I believe that if you already learned to accept your mistakes and be regretful, God will help you to find your way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;                   Like for instance, pioneers got lost and they don't know how to go to the right place. God will do something and help them find the right path. He will let them see the "Prairie plant" which always points to the north or south.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;                 I hope people who are trap in a wrong way will also see the prairie plant which will lead them to the line of success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-8140725298621673102?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8140725298621673102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=8140725298621673102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8140725298621673102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8140725298621673102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2009/03/august-13-2008-prairie-plant-compass-of.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-6971791802087727024</id><published>2008-10-12T01:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:09:46.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SPHLi6wKGCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8_X85Ww98mU/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SPHLi6wKGCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8_X85Ww98mU/s400/aaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256206040865314850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 9, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2008" day="9" month="8" st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                               Subic Bay, Olongapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wee!!! We’ll be in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: arial;" st="on"&gt;Subic&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. We came to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time style="font-family: arial;" minute="30" hour="4" st="on"&gt;4: 30 a.m.&lt;/st1:time&gt; and we had traveled for almost five hours. It was not a boring trip because of the beautiful sceneries found there and because of the funny jokes of my classmates. We always take pictures of amazing places that we saw while traveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It was very cold there and it could be proven by the thick fog surrounding the mountains. It seems that the mountains had reached heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The clouds are kissing the greenish mountains. Hmmm…. I love this life, I love this scene.The scene is earthy. The road is clean. Everything is green.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;While traveling, our teacher asked us if we want to urinate, of course, almost all of us say yes, because of the very long trip and of the climate. We stop first at the nearest gasoline station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;There was army trucks there and soldiers in their uniform. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Until we finally came to our destination. We first went to OCEAN ADVENTURE. We saw many animals there. They taught us how they teach the animals. The animals like dolphins and sea lions are doing different exhibitions &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;After that, we went to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Subic&lt;/st1:place&gt; Safari. And there we saw different animals walking freely but others are not. We saw crocodiles, tigers, camels , etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really had fun going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-family: arial;" st="on"&gt;Subic&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and I won’t forget this field trip all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-6971791802087727024?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6971791802087727024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=6971791802087727024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/6971791802087727024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/6971791802087727024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/10/august-9-2008-subic-bay-olongapo-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SPHLi6wKGCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8_X85Ww98mU/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-5327694217408175447</id><published>2008-10-12T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:34:11.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;July 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOW OUT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BIRTHDAYS!!! THIS EVENT IS ALWAYS CELEBRATED BY EVERY FILIPINOES IN ELEGANT OR EVEN IN JUST SIMPLE WAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;IT WAS MY MOTHERS BIRTHDAY TODAY AND ASIDE FROM THAT, WE DON’T HAVE CLASSES TODAY, BECAUSE OF THE SONA ( STATE OF THE NATIONS ADDRESS) OF PRESIDENT GLORIA MACAPAGAL ARROYO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;WE REALLY FELT THAT EVERYONE IS CELEBRATING MY MOTHER’S BIRTHDAY THOUGH IT’S NOT, BUT I THINK GOD GAVE THIS DAY FOR MY WONDERFUL MOM, TO CELEBRATE HER BIRTHDAY WITH US, HER FAMILY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-5327694217408175447?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5327694217408175447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=5327694217408175447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/5327694217408175447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/5327694217408175447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/10/july-28-2008-blow-out-birthdays-this.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-7086267862878646232</id><published>2008-08-16T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:55:41.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SKaV8weQ2YI/AAAAAAAAADw/gj4p-c341d0/s1600-h/A-Mothers-Love--C10316354.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SKaV8weQ2YI/AAAAAAAAADw/gj4p-c341d0/s400/A-Mothers-Love--C10316354.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235036487901305218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;          " The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find                                                                                         forgiveness."&lt;br /&gt;                                                           ~Honoré de Balzac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Our  mother is our truest friend  whose  love  is  instinctual,  unconditional,  and  forever. She always support us in everything we do. She didn't failed to give advises to us. She didn't forget her responsibilities. She always thinks first her child before herself. Sometimes, she is getting mad of us if we did something wrong, but I believe that she is doing that for our sake. Even though we did wrong, she still forgive us and love us again endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;       I was doing my assignment last July 23, I feel that something is wrong with my mother. She's not looking at me and usually she just sleeps. She didn't even talk to me, but if she talks, she is angry. Then later on I heard my mother and my father talking about me, about my attitude. My mother told him that I was ashamed of her ( not proud of my mother). As I heard that, tears on my eyes almost formed. I want to ask forgiveness of what she feel about my attitude and I also want to tell her that I never, never, never be ashamed that I have her. I love my mother and I don't want to lose her because she is one of the persons that complete my life, without her, part of me will be lacking. I will not be happy. I haven't tell all this things to my mother but I want her to feel that I love her. I know that God knows how big is my love for my mother. Mama, I just want to tell you that I'm proud that I have you and no one could replace you here in my heart. I love you and you are really the best.&lt;br /&gt;                           MAMA, MAMA I'M PROUD THAT I HAVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-7086267862878646232?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7086267862878646232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=7086267862878646232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/7086267862878646232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/7086267862878646232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-of-mother-is-deep-abyss-at-bottom.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SKaV8weQ2YI/AAAAAAAAADw/gj4p-c341d0/s72-c/A-Mothers-Love--C10316354.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-6851777551625317109</id><published>2008-08-03T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:00:33.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SJV3RWOzSnI/AAAAAAAAADo/xmt3TN48zH4/s1600-h/aaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230217682169842290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SJV3RWOzSnI/AAAAAAAAADo/xmt3TN48zH4/s400/aaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span pt style="font-size:10;"&gt;You're...&lt;br /&gt;My Friend,&lt;br /&gt;my companion,&lt;br /&gt;through good times and bad&lt;br /&gt;my friend, my buddy,&lt;br /&gt;through happy and sad,&lt;br /&gt;beside me you stand,&lt;br /&gt;beside me you walk,&lt;br /&gt;you're there to listen,&lt;br /&gt;you're there to talk,&lt;br /&gt;with happiness, with smiles,&lt;br /&gt;with pain and tears,&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll be there,&lt;br /&gt;throughout the years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, friends, friends; you can find them anywhere but the true ones, you can't tell, you can't even see but if you really find them your lucky because very few persons have them.&lt;br /&gt;Last July 15, I was walking going to our house. My father will not fetch me. While walking I remembered everything that happen in school on that day also. Everything was wrong. I feel that today is one of my unluckiest day but that was change when I saw my best friend, Gladys. I just met her when I was in first year high school but even in just short time I could say that she is my real friend because she is my only friend who never forget me even she's not with me. I always feel her presence. When we saw each other, I know that we both missed each other. We can't talk, and we just want to stare each other. I want to tell many things to her but my mouth wants to remain close and my eyes don't want to blink anymore. I know that her birthday is already near but I didn't tell it to her. I just said some informations about the happenings in the school, but it is more on staring at each other. Our conversation just end up when her uncle came and fetch her and with a sweet smile for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-6851777551625317109?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6851777551625317109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=6851777551625317109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/6851777551625317109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/6851777551625317109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/08/youre.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SJV3RWOzSnI/AAAAAAAAADo/xmt3TN48zH4/s72-c/aaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-4119064923345973756</id><published>2008-07-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:20:13.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>July 6, 2008&lt;br /&gt;     Tomorrow is our periodic test. It is our first periodic test for the first grading period. I should study hard because if I get low grades there, there will be a great effect in my grades. My grades might get low and i don't want that to happen. I have a problem in some of my subjects especially in Araling Panlipunan. We have too many lessons to review. Another thing I don't know what part should I review. It is really hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-4119064923345973756?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/4119064923345973756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=4119064923345973756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/4119064923345973756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/4119064923345973756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-6-2008-tomorrow-is-our-periodic.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-5290533556546678902</id><published>2008-07-27T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:13:43.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>June 30, 2008&lt;br /&gt;     It is already the last day in month of June. I think I'm still not doing my best in the class. I'm afraid that maybe if I will not do my best, I will not achieve what I want after I graduate. If that will happen not only me will be affected, but also the persons around me especially, my parents. I don't want to disappoint them because their happiness is what I want. I don't know how will I start but  in any way, I should do something and did my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-5290533556546678902?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5290533556546678902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=5290533556546678902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/5290533556546678902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/5290533556546678902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-30-2008-it-is-already-last-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-6886033072275121927</id><published>2008-06-27T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:12:22.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 22, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       It was raining too hard today that why our plan to go to Tagaytay is cancelled. My grandfather told us that it will be more dangerous if we will go there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 23,Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      We don't have classes today because of the typhoon Frank.It is good we don't have classes today because I'm not yet done in doing my assignments. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June24, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      Classes again. Time to open our books and our minds. It is also time to hold the cleaning materials to  clean our respected parts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June25, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      Our assignments today were very hard especially if you don't have sources that you may use for it. That's why I usally guess in my assignments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 26,Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     I haven't watch "Lovers" today because I was very sleepy. I forgot to watch the most important part of it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 27, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     Today YSC club members have meeting. They just talk about the color and design for the t-shirt that will represent our club.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 28,Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Today I did many things. It is very hard to make poem in Filipino with "tugma" and "suk&lt;/strong&gt;at".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-6886033072275121927?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6886033072275121927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=6886033072275121927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/6886033072275121927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/6886033072275121927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-22-sunday-it-was-raining-too-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-8672346693826185504</id><published>2008-06-23T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:50:47.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;JUNE 15-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Sunday,June 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;     I'm already done in doing my assignments in all subjects. I just study in some of the subjects such as Araling Panlipunan and Physics. I also watch "Ang Pinaka" in QTV channel 11 and Kap's amazing stories in GMA channel 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Monday, June 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;    Classes again. We had our flag ceremony. And then we cleaned at the front of the guidance center. In Filipino time, we passed our LSB. And then our teacher showed our LSB that all of us did. Each project has different designs and all were really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Tuesday, June 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;    Ma'am Bisa is not present but she gave us seatworks to do. We just lecture about the branches of Chemistry, chemist, and about the beginning of Chemistry. I haven't finished doing the seatworks that's why I just continued it at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Wednesday, June 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;     Our teacher in Chemistry is not around again. We also don't have seatworks. My other classmates did their assignments while others just chat. Our assignment in analytic geometry is very hard. It took me a lot of time just to finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Thursday, June 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;     In Araling Panlipunan time, we had our quiz. When our teacher came, my other classmates were not yet there. That's why she gave us test even though we're not complete. The test was somewhat easy for me especially those parts about the continents and oceans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Friday, June 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;    In our vacant time, we put our bags out of our room and then the cleaners cleaned. And then, we helped in fixing the things of our adviser. And then, we had our flag retreat. After that Ma'am Pareja went in front and she read the rules in the earthwatch teens and then Clinton called the names of the contestants. Our earthwatch teens are Ria and Aaron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;  Saturday, June 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;    My relatives from Manila came. We went to St. Jude resort. We had fun swimming and eating spaghetti and kare-kare there. We also played basketball. My godson saw a dead frog. He threw it to us and all of us ran away. The frog was really yucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979413598692816720-8672346693826185504?l=rochellangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8672346693826185504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4979413598692816720&amp;postID=8672346693826185504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8672346693826185504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979413598692816720/posts/default/8672346693826185504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rochellangeles.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-blog_23.html' title='my blog'/><author><name>rochelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03591649105900318988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_In6v-EyZdgc/SpztBz1l6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KpEakIgXz9o/S220/Picture_009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979413598692816720.post-3969485325883384639</id><published>2008-06-22T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T04:31:06.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 10-14 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;   Last Tuesday(June 10), we had our first day of classes. We met our new teachers, new seats &amp;amp; new lockers. I came to school before 6:30 am. We had our first flag ceremony as a Junior. We didn't do many things today. Actually most of our teachers just gave us books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 11(wednesday), &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   we had our diagnostic test in the morning. All the test were hard. In the afternoon, we had our class and club organization. And then we cleaned in our assigned parts. Our part is inside the Guidance center and clinic. It is very easy to clean there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;June 12(thursday), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;  we still have Diagnostic test. I just guess in some of the questions there because I really don't know the answers. In the afternoon, each club had their meeting. we had our meeting in the fourth year building. And then we elected the officers for the school level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;June 13(Friday), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;  Today we just checked our Diagnostic test. All of us failed but most of us got above 50%. Today is also my first time to wear my GSP uniform but only 3 of us have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;June 14(saturday),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;  I did all of my assignments. I'm already done in my assignment in Filipino. I did it in our school last Friday. 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