<?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-1540418156831074680</id><updated>2011-09-02T03:31:17.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you wonder...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6634042636459144204</id><published>2010-12-05T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T17:22:12.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/5</title><content type='html'>hey, how've you been? i know that it's been awhile. i'm sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot going on right now for me, but i should update on how i am. for one thing, this upcoming week is the last week before finals. yes, the fall 2010 semester is almost over. i can't wait. this was the hardest semester out of the three i've gone through. even though it was the same number of units i took last fall, it was a lot more difficult because all the things that has happened these past few months. but nonetheless, i'm ready and pumped for spring semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking 14 units, the most i've ever taken since college started, but i'll be focused a lot more. no distractions whatsoever. in other words, i'm taking most of my classes alone. it's very beneficial, so that i don't have the temptation to talk to anyone. all i'll be doing in class will be to focus on the professor. the only classes i have together with people is aas33b, with michelle and a new friend of mine jayne. (funny how i met jayne actually. she's really popular on youtube now because her and her friends covered "erase me." i met her over youtube and facebook, and we ended up enrolling in the same class for spring.) pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start most of my week later in the day too. at 1045 to be exact. :) except on wednesdays, because i have a lab at 730. not looking forward to that, but it's a good thing it's only one day. and i also have a friday class from 12-1. guess it's a good thing. i can practice driving to campus, since hardly anyone is at school on fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's enough about school. let's talk about other things. even though i've gone through a lot of different problems, i'll talk about the good things that's happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after maboohay in october, i was honored to become friends with a few people i've looked up to for so long. the main person that i'm grateful for becoming friends with is none other than melissa polinar. yes, THE melissa polinar. how did i meet her? well, i first met her at the maboohay meet and greet. i didn't have much time to talk to her, but it was after maboohay where we started talking more. as with the maboohay concerts i go to, i took a lot of pictures of the event. you know, just to hone my photography skills. i posted them up on facebook, and tagged a few of the performers that i had as a friend, and one of them was melissa. i wasn't expecting anything, because what famous youtube singer/performer would notice a nobody's photography? i take their pictures out of the kindness of my heart. well, i was completely wrong about no one noticing. a day after maboohay, i get 3 notifications...all from one person: melissa polinar. she "liked" a particular picture, then used it as her profile picture for her personal facebook and singer facebook. i thanked her so many times, and to this day, i still don't think it's enough. why? because it was that picture that opened me up to so many opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks later, i get an email from christina luna (the luna co). she runs one of the most successful managements for asian-american artists, such as gabe bondoc, melissa polinar, and such. she personally thanked me for the pictures that i took of melissa. (i forgot to mention that melissa asked me to send her the raw files of those pictures for her to use. the most well-known thing that those pictures were used for was for melissa's kickstarter video.) they'll also be using them for any other thing that they need it for, and personally credit me for taking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a tidbit of the amazing-ness that happened to me, and it raised my spirits so much. i gotta give thanks for melissa and the luna co. they were the kick start to more success. i also have to thank them for reviving my love for photography once again. i wasn't able to touch my camera until that day of maboohay, but now i use it as much as i did when i first started taking pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6634042636459144204?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6634042636459144204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6634042636459144204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6634042636459144204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6634042636459144204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/12/125.html' title='12/5'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-1274813205069387609</id><published>2010-10-15T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T00:50:07.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"lord in this worship dwells my peace, for in your presence my heart can rest..."</title><content type='html'>i've come to realize that i've been a dark place for awhile. i know that i don't show it, since i'm really good at masking my real emotions. but yes, i'm pretty unstable right now with what's going on around me. school has been kicking me in the butt. only 2 more months till the end of the semester, and my grades are not where i want them to be. i've been so distracted lately too. it's hard for me to study or do homework when i have it. it's hard for me to pay attention during class. it's been hard for me to have patience. i've never had these problems before, so why do i have it now? not only do i have school to worry about, there are other problems i'm going through...life problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate seeing people cry. i hate seeing people upset and about to lose hope, especially when it comes to show that the people who are going through are the ones who are the closest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it also hard for me to say, but i hate the fact that one of my most favorite memories...is only just a memory that'll never happen again, because recalling it is just too painful to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's worship service made me think of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during worship service, i prayed and meditated, as i do every worship service before performing. i prayed so hard that the problems that i'm having with school, i would be able to endure and get through it. i've never prayed so hard for school before. during the hymn singing, i cried in almost every hymn. there were tears rolling down my face, and every time i tried to wipe it away, they just kept coming. especially during 116. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the lesson about worship service inspired me. what made it a little more special was the fact that my friend's uncle was the minister. his way of preaching made me understand the lesson a lot more. as many ministers would say if they were to teach this lesson, he said that "you think your problems are impossible? NOTHING is impossible with God...he's just waiting for you to call on him to ask for his help." even though the stuff going on in the world brings you down, you just have to remember that turning away from God won't solve your problems. blaming God for your problems isn't the answer. you have to be strong. if you're faced with a problem for a long time, examine yourself, then turn to God. that's what the lesson was basically about. it helped me realize that the problems i'm facing aren't impossible. just turn to God, and he'll help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing family suffer just breaks my heart so much. i'm not gonna go into detail about this, since it's not my business to talk about. i just don't like seeing them upset. and the fact that they're trying to make things seem normal again makes it worse. they make things overly positive and then afterwards start moping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing about this evening is that i realized that people are growing up. this evening, i had the chance to catch up a little bit with a friend of mine who i haven't talked to in awhile. i've known her since she was 7 (i was 10). she's currently a senior in high school, getting ready for college. she was telling me that she's applying to a few CSU's and she's stressing out over it. it's not a big surprise. what surprised me is that she has a maintained 4.00 (probably higher) GPA...and she didn't tell me this, i already knew about it actually, but she has a job. AND she's in the choir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl is amazing. when we were younger, she looked up to me as a person. now, I'M the one looking up to her. i don't even know anymore, i'm just amazed at her right now. i've known this girl for 10 years...where has the time gone? she's already going to college? you know what? she's growing up, and i couldn't be more proud of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although with all this positive vibes from this person, you wouldn't have thought it would hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back when i was in the 8th grade, we (me and my friend i just talked about) were in this group of 10 people. we were so close knit during that time...we did everything together. they were the one's who i looked forward to seeing every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then that group started to break apart. eventually, that group ceased to exist. hardly ever spoke to each other, all we got were "hi's." then i think of this other person in that group of 10, who i looked up to at the time. she was heading to the top. we were the same age, about to tackle the world...then she moved. few years later, she married and has a daughter. there's also other stuff, but no need to explain that. just know that i was extremely upset at her actions she chose. i'm still a little upset at the moment, even though it's been awhile since i heard of this news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing my friend tonight, the memories of that group of 10 flowed back to my memory. i recalled all those happy times we had together...then i thought of that friend i looked up to. i cried silently because i remembered she wasn't the same girl from that time. her actions ruined my perspective of her. i try to block her actions like i never heard about it, but it just doesn't work. now, one of my memories that i've held so close to me for so long...it's practically gone. all because of the actions of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry was all over the place...but it really doesn't matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main point is that i've did a lot of thinking tonight. thinking, crying, contemplating, meditating...just to get some enlightenment. the lesson we had this evening helped me out A LOT. i really needed it. i'm going through a lot right now, and people don't see it. they don't need to see it. but all those problems i'm going through right now, even though most of them aren't mine, i know for a fact that i can turn to God and ask for his guidance. and he'll be able to help me. and i also know and have been reminded that being in the worship service gives me the peace from all those problems. when i'm there, the problems disappear one by one. it's like it doesn't matter anymore when i'm there...because i know that God's there. he's saying that, "it's ok...i'm here for you," when you feel like you're alone facing those problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to an evening of enlightenment and important reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...I know that I can face my darkest moments,&lt;br /&gt;For even in my sorrow I am blessed...&lt;br /&gt;LORD how I wait upon this day,&lt;br /&gt;That I may worship before your sight.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my worries fade within your mercy,&lt;br /&gt;As I draw ever closer to your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-1274813205069387609?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/1274813205069387609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=1274813205069387609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1274813205069387609'/><link 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judgment..."</title><content type='html'>short, sweet blog for tonight. i've thought a lot lately about if i were to choose a side in a situation. what contributed to that would be what happened yesterday amongst some, if not all, fil-am musicians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not choosing a side...i'm never going to choose a side because i believe that what's happening is just bollocks. also, i don't know the full story on what happened, so i can't judge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i WERE to side with someone, i would have to back up the one who chose to be the bigger person, and not would not have even thought of bringing up the situation in front of the public's eyes. it's pretty immature to call out someone in public and make a huge spectacle of you and the person...yet alone, start cussing at them like there's no tomorrow. also with the cussing, is there no other words in the english language to use instead of those words? it doesn't emphasize anything. it only shows that you'd rather be cussing a person out, trying to make that person feel sorry, and hope they break down somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, if i were to side with someone, it would most especially be the one that had the most honest story. so far, i've heard one side...the side of negativity amongst one person...i haven't heard anything from the affirmative action. i won't be able to judge unless i hear that side, but i guess it's for the better not to hear it. this drama has gone far enough, and it's only been a day. i do hope whatever happened, it'll find its way of them forgiving and forgetting. it's hard seeing these people that i've looked up to for so long fighting like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4522210439124924784?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6437324254818592616</id><published>2010-09-22T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:43:59.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one moment.</title><content type='html'>isn't it crazy how one small thing can change an entire day? i find it crazy. you can be having the time of your life, and then something happens. such a killjoy right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not one to suffer from stress attacks or nervous breakdowns often. today, i did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every week, i have a chemistry quiz. right now, we're doing organic chemistry...with all the nomenclature and stuff. if you've done o. chem, you know that it's relatively simple. you just need to know the rules. but when it comes to the reactions and addition/substitution of whatever, then it starts to get complicated. that's where i'm at. what sucks the most? i missed half an hour of a the lecture that was talking about this part. why? because my stupid lab instructor takes forever and a day in explaining. he's only suppose to be there to answer questions and to be there to supervise the experiments going on. it seems that this lab instructor that i have has got it backwards. he goes on explaining every single detail...and it doesn't help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i got a stress attack in studying for this in the last hour...because i'm afraid that it's gonna be on the quiz and i'll have no idea what's going on. if i don't understand what's going on, even for one small thing, i choke. i'll forget everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that this stress attack that i had actually helped me out. it put me in the zone, and helped me focus on the material. i took a good look at my notes i took, and thank goodness for google, i was able to understand the general concept of what was going on in the parts of the lecture i missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if it's only me that this happens to. i'm pretty grateful for that stress attack. knocked me into focus mode. hopefully, this quiz will be easy. i heard it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6437324254818592616?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6437324254818592616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6437324254818592616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6437324254818592616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6437324254818592616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-moment.html' title='one moment.'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4373523466476553450</id><published>2010-09-11T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:26:47.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Those are all people who can't really sing, don't wear very many clothes, and get married far too young. What do we call those sorts of people?"</title><content type='html'>"..AMERICANS!!" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kETvHLOcQ1s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kETvHLOcQ1s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some updating on my random bits of my life as of right now. i've been writing about random thoughts, and i thought i'd might as well write about something that i'm interested in as of now. i get into trying/watching new things a lot. it's fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, right before summer ended, i got interested in a television show called, "Skins." actually, i think i've been interested in it even long before watching the episodes. tumblr kinda contributed it to that. i've seen so many different pictures, gifs, etc. of the casts...also, i heard about this series in a book i was reading. it was one of the Pretty Little Liars books. i forget which one...but it referenced the 3rd season. so i thought i might as well watch a few episodes and see what's up with this series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you though, after the third episode, i was hooked. it was so different from what i'm used to watching. i watch a lot of Disney and Nickelodeon, so watching Skins was like i got hit with a huge dose of endorphins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know the series...actually, you DON'T know the series. you're a blog of my thoughts up till whenever i stopped writing. so i'll tell you about it. how i would describe this series...it's like the show Degrassi, but not held back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i mean by "not held back?" exactly as i stated. i'll tell you why i got hooked after the third episode, instead of the first though. the reason why is because i was so overwhelmed at the fact that nothing was held back. when there was profanity in the dialogue, the characters went all out and cussed out a storm. when there was a moment of intimacy, there's intimacy...skin, sound, and all. NOTHING was held back. they went all out. i give my props to Eisley (creator of the series.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was so overwhelmed with what the characters did on the show, it took me a long time to finish the 1st season. after the first season, i was ok. i zoomed through the 2nd-4th season...and i finished the 4th season this morning. now, i'm just waiting for the 5th season to air. although, i'm not looking forward to the American adaptation of Skins. why? you'll see...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that nothing was held back in this series is what made me come to question: why is it that UK television is so different from US television? c'mon, right now on US television, we have Gossip Girl, One Tree Hill, Pretty Little Liars, etc. when it comes to dramas. but haven't you noticed when you watch any of the episodes of these series, it seems like there's something missing? for me, it does...it REALLY does. it's like...you're left with wanting a lot more than what the show is giving you. when you see two characters kiss, you want to see more of what their doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an example: (DISCLAIMER: chillax when i make this reference.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/TIxyZzpR3fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NaLwjh8zwZ8/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-09-11+at+11.24.41+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/TIxyZzpR3fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NaLwjh8zwZ8/s400/Screen+shot+2010-09-11+at+11.24.41+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515909431307656690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Pretty Little Liars, there are two characters: Emily and Maya. Emily, as of right now, is pretty much questioning who she is, what she is...Maya is someone who is facilitating Emily to come to terms to who she is. it's kinda obvious who Emily becomes at this point. anyways, there was this scene in the episode called, "Keep Your Friends Close," where Emily and Maya go on a date. a few scenes later, they're seen making out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly and it's what you wanted to see...but that scene is lightweight stuff, when i compare it to Skins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/TIxykHr5I-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/hr2J21wwtgA/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-09-11+at+11.18.01+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/TIxykHr5I-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/hr2J21wwtgA/s400/Screen+shot+2010-09-11+at+11.18.01+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515909608486020066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like Pretty Little Liars, there are two characters involved. the storyline is much like Pretty Little Liars as well. The characters involved in this comparison are Emily and Naomi. (i think the name 'Emily' was coincidental...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, unlike Emily in Pretty Little Liars, Emily in Skins KNOWS who she is. she hid it for awhile because of her twin sister's feelings against Naomi. Naomi is the one Emily "fancies." although the back story says that it was Naomi that started things off, it was very much Emily who started it. Naomi was the one who was trying to come to terms of who she is. well, i'll reference another scene much like the one in Pretty Little Liars. in season 3, episode 6 titled, "Naomi," Emily and Naomi...what's the phrase i learned to use...oh, "had a moment" together. unlike the scene in Pretty Little Liars, it was a lot more intense. these two went all out...down to every single detail. i was in shock...but in a good way. i'm open to new ideas, so it was different...who cares. it's a tv show, yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you get the picture i'm trying to paint here. there's so many differences between UK television and US television...it's so hard to name them all. even though the US came from the UK, you would think that something as little as television would be the same. not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion, i would turn to UK television once in awhile. it won't change my views on US television. i still enjoy my iCarly, Victorious, and Phineas and Ferb. but currently, i'm pretty hooked on Skins, so i probably won't be watching US television for awhile...maybe a few days. or until GLEE or Pretty Little Liars starts up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4373523466476553450?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4373523466476553450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4373523466476553450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4373523466476553450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4373523466476553450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/09/those-are-all-people-who-cant-really.html' title='&quot;Those are all people who can&apos;t really sing, don&apos;t wear very many clothes, and get married far too young. What do we call those sorts of people?&quot;'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/TIxyZzpR3fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NaLwjh8zwZ8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-09-11+at+11.24.41+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2286276461895715968</id><published>2010-08-29T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:34:54.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it runs in the family.</title><content type='html'>it's been awhile since i've written on this. usually, i'd be typing this up on my phone before sleeping, since that's where i get my last minute inspiration. anyways, i started my second year of college last wednesday. so far, i'm liking it. for one thing, no more english and math to worry about. my classes right now are basically just a class where i take notes and read. it's not much, but i'm not gonna judge the workload i'll be getting based on the first day. i've been reading a lot so far with the "homework" i've gotten. the readings are pretty long, especially for one particular class. but i actually enjoyed reading it and have taken interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always hear the saying, "it runs in the family." this saying is applied to almost everything we do. everything we do, probably someone in our family in the past has done it as well. is that why we do things? is that why we act the way we act? because of our lineage? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that class that i've taken interest in is philosophy 10, or intro to philosophy. i'll be honest, the only reason why i took this class for this semester was to fill my units up. the class itself on the first day was a bit dull, especially the fact that the teacher mumbled her words. i thought, "great. it's one of THESE teachers." when i got home that afternoon, i started reading the textbook we had to get for the class. i was really intrigued with the way the textbook was worded. it was like the book was speaking to me. for sure, it wasn't like the 3rd person type of textbook we're all used to. seriously, it's one of the most interesting things i've ever read. the subject of philosophy itself is all about questioning people's thoughts and for you to be open to new ideas. maybe that's why i liked what i've read so far. because throughout the book, it was questioning the previous points that were mentioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i question about things a lot, especially lately. i question myself what, when, why, how...it's because of the questioning that helps me write a lot easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i bring up the subject of family and philosophy? i had a grandparent that i hardly saw. i probably saw him twice in my lifetime. actually, i don't even know if i'm actually related to him. you know, filipino families and all that. we call everyone our relatives...anyways, even though i hardly ever saw him, i heard a lot of stories about him. for one thing, i was told that he graduated as a lawyer. he also majored in, you guessed it, philosophy. i wonder, is that why i'm interested in this subject? i'll never know. but i find it interesting that out of all the classes that i could have taken for this semester, i took this one. i had other GE classes to choose from, and i settled for a subject that i pretty much chose blindly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, like i said, who knows. maybe it's trying to tell me something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to the first lecture for this class. hopefully, it'll be easy...and the teacher will break down all the ideas that each philosopher possessed. i'm not saying that i want an easy way to learn this, but it would be nice to know if the way that i'm comprehending the book is the correct way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2286276461895715968?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2286276461895715968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2286276461895715968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2286276461895715968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2286276461895715968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-runs-in-family.html' title='it runs in the family.'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6869047495686747892</id><published>2010-08-11T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:39:01.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No day, but today.</title><content type='html'>Ever since I can remember, I've been madly in love with stage production. Working backstage, performing onstage, watching it all come together...it's seriously a rush! It started when I was about 6 years old. For almost a year, I attended and watched practices for an original stage production that my church had called, "30 Years In the West." I was in so much awe. These people, these brethren, they put countless hours into practicing their numbers. They spent even more hours off practice and recorded their vocals for the musical numbers...and not to mention, they weren't professional actors or singers. They did it for the fun. I remember the first musical number that brought me to tears...it was from tha very production. The emotion on the actors' faces, the deep lyrics, their everything...it made me very emotional. A few years after that happened, my mom forced me to join yet another church production. It wasn't an original, but it was a classic. We did our interpretation of "Joseph and the Amazong Technicolor Dreamcoat." that experience was far from just watching. This production took us almost 2 years of practicing an perfecting. I spent every weekend at rehearsals, and sometimes the weekdays too. It was a lot for a little me to handle. But all that practice was so worth it. For when the days finally came for opening night, the audience was in awe. All that work paid off in the end. I'll never forget that thrill. I haven't had that thrill in awhile, because we haven't had a major production since then...but seriously, that's where my love for stage production started. It made me appreciate how much hard work can pay off in the long run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one particular stage production that I want to talk about. It's not a Disney one, but rather...it's a musical about making it in life. It's about...even though you may not be the richest person, or the most perfect person in the world...ad long as you have your friends around you, you CAN make it. (something along the lines of that.) the musical that I'm, somehow, trying to talk about...and I love dearly is none other than RENT. This musical, this stage production has so much history behind it. I myself, didn't find out about this musical until my auntie told me about it. Like I wrote on tumblr, I'm happy she did. It was something about this musical that stuck. The first time I watched it (the movie version), I was...confused. This was back in 06. I didn't understand the essence of it at all. I said to myself, "umm...so, these people are pretty much bankrupt and their singing about it?" but even though I said this, I watched it again and again...i bought the piano score sheets and learned every song. I even watched all the interviews and documentaries on it's history. That was when it hit me. This musical...try applying it to your life. There were 6 main characters, all with different personalities. The starving musician, the girl next door, the independent film maker, the actress, the actresses hubbie, etc. Each had their own story, and it diverged into this one musical. I applied myself to the "independent film maker" at the time. He saw everything through the lens, and it's through the lens of his camera where he saw how much is going on in the world. He saw the reality of life...any of these characters, you can see how they saw life as, and you can relate to them fully. Even in the lyrics of each song that was sung...they had funky titles, but accurate. "Santa Fe," "Seasons Of Love," "Halloween," "I'll Cover You," just to name a few. Tr imagery that was used...you can really see it, feel it, smell it. I'll use "Seasons of Love" as an example. "525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear...how do you measure, a year in a life? How about love?" the song is the opening of the musical, so it has to be memorable. This is sung on an empty stage, with a beam if spotlight on each of the characters. That's it. It's so simple. Put the lyrics and the staging together, and you can fully understand tue concept of the song. You still don't get it? Basically, it's saying that life is simple. We measure a moment in our life through the technical things, numbers, minutes...why not measure it in something as simple as love? That's what we remember the most, right? How much we love a person? That's the kind of message a song should have. Not this nonsense we have nowadays where the message of a song is to love the way someone lies...what kind of person loves the way people lie? That's why I hardly ever listen to mainstream music. To put it straight, musicals &gt; mainstream radio. And the fact that no overdose of autotune is used in recording. It's pure singing, with no edits. So thank you Jonathan Larson. Thank you for the inspiring music and musical overall.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I love the theater. It's something that I can watch that's somewhat classy, in comparison to watching a bootleg movie online. You get all the essence of entertainment into one big package. You got your singing, dancing, art, acting, writing...what more can you ask for? You know, I really wish that i can see a musical again, especially a stage production of RENT. That would be so nice. I also wish that I can do something with my life that had to do with stage production. The rush I get...it's the best feeling you can possibly get. It's my natural high, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The heart may freeze, or it can burn, &lt;br /&gt;The pain will ease, if I can learn.&lt;br /&gt;There is no future, there is no past.&lt;br /&gt;I live this moment as my last.&lt;br /&gt;There's only us, there's only this,&lt;br /&gt;Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.&lt;br /&gt;No other road, no other way, &lt;br /&gt;No day but today." -Mimi, "Another Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6869047495686747892?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6869047495686747892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6869047495686747892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6869047495686747892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6869047495686747892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-day-but-today.html' title='No day, but today.'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3591129417498786239</id><published>2010-08-06T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:08:40.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Back The Moments, and I'm starting to believe.</title><content type='html'>picture this: &lt;br /&gt;-you're in high school, a junior.&lt;br /&gt;-an average student, grade-wise.&lt;br /&gt;-not exactly "popular," but you know most of your class, and they know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much described myself. i really don't know where i wanted to go with this...oh wait, now i do...silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i'm not that sociable when it comes to meeting new people. it may seem like it's not true, but it is. i'm fine when i meet new people over the internet, because i'm behind a screen. (no creeper intended) i find it a lot easier to talk over facebook comments, tumblr reblogs, text messages, etc. because i'm typing what i need to say. when i meet someone face to face, i feel like i'm limited to what i'm saying. i never thought i would meet and become friends with so many people when i was in high school. and i'm actually surprised that i befriended some people that i would never have expected to be friends with, especially when it came to...what's the word..."popular" kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my high school, it was hard to see who were the popular ones or not, because we (my class, 09) all hung out in the same general area, that broke up into small groups. it's not like in the movies, where the popular clique would be at one table, while the other cliques basked in their "awesome-ness" all around them. (where is THAT a reference from?) my school didn't have a specific group of popular kids. they were all spread out amongst the small groups. since high school is over for me, i can finally talk about this freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my freshman year, i've known this one person. she was one of those "popular" kids that i speak of. we never really spoke to each other till our senior year, but we knew of each other before then...thanks to things like homecoming, FANTASTICS...my group of friends knew that i knew her, but what they DIDN'T know is that throughout this year, we became, somewhat closer than we were in high school. no, no! i don't mean in a relationship type thing like that. (i already cleared that up in my last post) i mean, as the year went by, i knew more about this person and this person knew more about me. like that...get it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, we go to the same college, and we have the same major...the dreaded Nursing major every filipino has. no, we didn't plan it. i actually had no idea she even applied to State. she was smart enough to get into a UC, and she seemed like the type to get out of san jose for college. well yeah, things happen i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my first semester, we barely saw each other on campus. i think i saw her once or twice in the beginning, but i never saw her after that. towards the end of that first semester, she somehow got my number and started texting me about classes and junk for spring semester. long story short, we ended up in one of the longer classes together. (and when i say longer, i mean it was...long.) yeah, you can most definitely say that we spent a lot of time together. throughout that spring semester, she started becoming a lot more open about herself to me. she told me EVERYTHING that was going on with her life. at some points, i became overwhelmed with what she told me because they were so...deep. one time, she told me something that only her family knows about her. when she first told me this, I was surprised. I said to myself, "woah, she must really trust me for telling me this." then she went on and on about it, and she felt so comfortable about it. it was like she wasn't holding back anything. I'm really grateful that she can trust me that way though. We've only started talking this casually for a few months. Oh wait, I didn't tell you what I told her. I think the deepest thing that I told her about me was that I'm addicted to the Internet. People may think that I'm just being silly, but it's actually a harmful addiction. Anyways, she accepted it....Actually, she already knew without me telling her. :P that shows she pays attention to what I'm doing a lot during class. Oh yeah! She also technically, was the one who urged me so much to get my driver's liscense. Yeah, I got my liscense because of her. She better be proud. Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my moral to this session is that there's more to people than meets the eye. When it comes to me and my friend, we hardly knew each other before we started talking casually. All I knew of her before was that she was the girl that every guy seemed to have a crush on, the dancer... I was just this average person who happened to be in the same classes she was in during senior year. You wouldn't have expected us to be friends during that time.You know, back in senior year the only thing we talked about was homework or tests or what time FANTASTICS practice was going to be on a Friday. Look at us now. We talk &lt;br /&gt;about everything besides school. Playing back all those moments we had a few months ago during spring semester, it really shows that we're closer than you can ever imagine. We're so close, that we can pass off as relatives of some sort with everything we've shared. I guess it's true that two people that look like they have nothing in common can actually be really close friends. Hope the trust and bonding with stay like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3591129417498786239?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3591129417498786239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3591129417498786239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3591129417498786239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3591129417498786239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/08/playing-back-moments-and-im-starting-to.html' title='Playing Back The Moments, and I&apos;m starting to believe.'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4320991630022580893</id><published>2010-08-01T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:55:35.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"i can't believe i ever had feelings for you."</title><content type='html'>yes, yes. i don't know about you, but there's always gonna be that person or persons that you had feelings for at one point in your life. and when you look back on it, you're gonna say, "man, i can't believe i actually had feelings for that person!" like many, i'm one of those people. there aren't that many people that i had feelings for, but when i did...shoot, i was crazy over them. not that crazy, but you get what i'm trying to say. here's one story that i'd like to share about my experience with this...debacle. i won't mention names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person number 1: this was the one person that i fell the hardest for, just so you know. i never realized i had feelings for this person at first. i just saw them as, "my friend's cousin." but then, i noticed something different one day i saw him. he looked...better looking than the rest of the ones at our age. i just said to myself, "whatever" and just let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few months later, this person show up at my middle school. surprise! he just transferred! lovely, right? i remember seeing this person at break, looking extremely lost. no one knew who he was, so being the friendly person that i am, i went up to this person to say hi. he smiled and said hi back, and that was that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a semester went by, this person has a girlfriend. again, how lovely is that? at that point, i don't know what came over me. i was...jealous. probably a week or two later, they break up...VICTORY right? not so much. i failed to mention that the girl was one of my friends. i never really got the full story about what happened, but it didn't matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the time of the year where we all received different elective classes. after pulling a few strings, i was able to get the plushiest elective of them all: TA for my algebra teacher. having that elective was like killing two birds with one stone. #1, it was an instant A for just passing out handouts, filing, and grading assignments, #2, i had the class (algebra) as my last class, so i was able to do the notes and get a head start on homework beforehand. how plush can it get? well, here's another surprise: the class that i was TA for...yeah, HE was in that class. i said to myself, "oh...SHOOT!!!" i was happy and kinda iffy at the same time. again, i failed to mention he got a new girlfriend. didn't know much about her...only that i sat next to her in english. anyways, the first few weeks were alright. we said hi to each other during my TA period, when we passed each other in the quad...good times. what made us closer were the small moments during my TA period. i remember i was cleaning transparencies during their lecture, and then he randomly came up to the sink to "wash his hands," and started splashing me with the water! another moment was when i was trying to get papers off the wall that my teacher stapled. i couldn't reach it, so he did it for me. last but not least, the one moment that i had with him (maybe a few actually) was...the poking. my, oh my. that guy loved to surprise me with that. i would be sitting at my desk, grading papers before the lecture started, and he would sneak attack on me to make me jump out of my seat. i think i only jumped off my seat once because of his surprise poke attacks...i don't know, i wouldn't really call this "flirting," since he had a girlfriend at the time. i'll just call it "being friendly." well, overall that was when my feelings for this person took off on a high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high school, was a different story. i hardly saw him around campus, but when i did, we were able to say hi to each other. but it didn't feel the same as it was just a few months ago. although there was this one instance where he had a big smile on his face when he said hi to me, so that made me happy that day. anyways, he broke up with his girlfriend, (again, i don't know how or why. i just found out through myspace.) so there was a little gleam of hope. i still had a lot of feelings for him too. one day, something changed about him. it wasn't the group of friends he hung out with, it wasn't the way he dressed or looked. there was just something...off. i saw him walking to his 3rd period class, while i was walking the opposite direction. i ditched my group of friends that i usually walked with just to see him, say hi, and do a little something else (no, not flirt). so, i did what i wanted to do. i did what he used to do to me. when i was in his blind spot, i went up to him and poked him softly. i looked at him waiting for a response. all i got from was a surprised look, and a "oh, hi" reply. i was...disappointed. but i couldn't really complain. i can't remember all the details of this year, but all i do remember was that i stopped having feelings for him. and frankly, i'm glad i stopped having feelings for him during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why exactly? i'll tell you, he changed. he wasn't the same person he was back in middle school. now that high school is over, i can say that during those 4 years, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he. was. a. jerk. &lt;/span&gt; to me, no. to other people, yes. i can't believe he changed like that. he was this nice guy who was so laid back. during high school, wow...especially junior year. oh my goodness. i had him in 3 out of 6 classes. he was rude to the teachers, mean to the kids around us...he made me so angry. there was only one time where he wasn't such a jerk, and that was when we had a photo project to do together. that was the only time where i saw that nice guy i met back in middle school. but after that, it was back to his jerk-y self. what else can he do to make me happy that i stopped having feelings for him? last but not least, he drinks...every. single. weekend. at least, he did during that time. but still, he disappointed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presently, he was suppose to go to the college that i'm attending right now. but i guess he screwed up so much during high school, he ended up in a community college somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering if i still talk to this guy, i don't. well, that's because i don't see him as often as i used to. the only connection i have with him is with his sister, who it the complete opposite of him, and i talk to every other day. she's like a younger sister to me, so i keep an eye out on her once in awhile. if you're wondering if i want to talk to this guy, maybe. the last i saw him, he looked like he changed for the good. but then again, it just LOOKS like he changed. it's takes more than looks to change a person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you wondering if there's anyone i have feelings for at the moment? well, i can tell you that i'm just living my life. i don't want anything to do with relationships right now. i can say that i had my feelings torn in two a little too many times before, and one of those times was not too long ago. i have time to be in a relationship, don't worry. but right now, i'm loving being drama free and not worrying about who is with who or who's talking to who. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's my moral, you may ask? well, it's just as the title implies. there's always gonna be that one person that you had feelings for in the past. when you look back on it, you say "what the heck was i thinking?!" even though it may seem bad, it's good to look back on that person you had feelings for, and have a good laugh about it once in awhile. but that moment shouldn't be just to laugh at. take that moment as a blessing in disguise. it shows you the people that you SHOULDN'T go after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4320991630022580893?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4320991630022580893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4320991630022580893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4320991630022580893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4320991630022580893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-believe-i-ever-had-feelings-for.html' title='&quot;i can&apos;t believe i ever had feelings for you.&quot;'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7637098265181761832</id><published>2010-07-31T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:13:16.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>writer's block.</title><content type='html'>it's one thing to get writer's block when you're trying to write a formal essay for a class. it's another thing to get it when you're trying to write a song. but have you ever got it when you are trying to find something to say to that one special person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, no...i'm not talking about finding the right words to say to the person in order for them to notice you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about this scenario: you've talked to that person numerous times before, you connected, and all of a sudden that connection just stopped. when you see that person, you can't even start up a conversation anymore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you grown tired of that person? have you connected enough? maybe you just ran out of words to say to them. so what do you do at that point? do you try to keep going, hoping that you'll find something in common again on the way...or just simply throw in the towel and not try anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's your call if you want to take the easy way and just forget about that person, but don't you remember how you felt when you first met that person? that feeling of ecstacy when they were around you, the way their voice sounded when they talked, their...everything really. THAT should be the motivation to find something to connect with them again. don't give up because of one minor fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actions do speak louder than words. if you forget them and stop hanging around that person, then that person will get the impression that you don't want anything to do with them anymore. sticking with that person even though you have nothing to say is better than leaving them, vulnerable for other people to make a move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever find that you run out of words to say, stay cool, calm, collected. the words will come to you when they will. the awkward silences you may have with that person is better than having no moments with them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7637098265181761832?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7637098265181761832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7637098265181761832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7637098265181761832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7637098265181761832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/07/writers-block.html' title='writer&apos;s block.'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3842597866317954630</id><published>2010-07-29T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:27:43.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>acception</title><content type='html'>ok, it's obvious that tumblr didn't burst into flames. but i'm definitely having writer's block over in that section of my life, so i'm using this to write what's on my mind. bear with me on this.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it's true that we all have our own opinions on certain things, and sometimes we try to convince others that our views are what's right. although, most of the time the people who we try to convince reject what we have to say and keep their views. why do people reject others' views on things? is it that they're overwhelmed with what they have heard from you? maybe it's because they were taught that your views are completely wrong? whatever the reason might be, we're left with the question: "who's right? me or the one we are trying to convince?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me take this into a religious perspective, since that's what this is mainly about for me. for the past few years, i've (as well as many others) have been asked to invite people to listen to a bible study lesson in the church i go to. unfortunately, i wasn't able to successfully invite and bring someone to listen to the lessons as of yet. although, i did have friends from school that were invited to listen to the lesson, which was very surprising. after they heard the lesson, i asked one of my friends that attended, "so what did you think of the lesson." his reply was, "umm, i thought it was ok. i mean, i think it was a little bit over exaggerated..." i wasn't shocked at his answer, since i knew it was his first time in attending, and the fact that his religious views is agnostic. a few weeks later, there was another bible study that we were asked to invite. the first person i thought of was my friend who attended the first time. i asked, and he said no. i asked him why, and he said his mom doesn't like the church that i go to. this time, i was shocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another example that happened recently. on the 27th (tuesday), we celebrated INC Day, where we had this huge bible study with a dozen different locales. again, we were asked to bring people. this time, i technically did have a guest, but he was working inside the arena. he was listening to the lesson anyway as he worked. anyways, this wasn't about my guest. this incident (if you can call it that) happened hours after the event was over. being me, i posted a picture of the banner on the stage, which said "INC Day," and under it, i captioned it as, "the ending to a very enlightening day." a few minutes later, a person, who i had no idea who they were, reblogged it saying, "i'm laughing at the irony of the caption." (something along those lines.) at first, i was saying to myself, "ok...rude much?" and i just left it there. the next day, i got a text from my friend from hayward. she basically texted me apologizing because it was her friend that reblogged and said that rude comment. she also told me that he really doesn't believe in religion, and they got in a fight over it. i told her it was alright, and i didn't mind. quite frankly, that's when it hit me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, who is right? you or the person you're trying to convince?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can talk to people about our views on things, but most of the time they won't agree just because...well, whatever their mindset is. it's not our fault that the person we are trying to convince won't accept. if they don't accept, just let it go. if it wasn't meant to be, it's not meant to be, whether it be about religion or clothing brands. the best thing we can do is accept their opinions and their choices and be open. don't get mad at them. who knows, maybe there will come a time where that person will come around and accept your views too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul4soulcv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3842597866317954630?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3842597866317954630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3842597866317954630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3842597866317954630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3842597866317954630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2010/07/acception.html' title='acception'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4605056111667841482</id><published>2010-07-21T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:49:52.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi, remember me?</title><content type='html'>well, i decided to blog here as a change. if you haven't been following me since my last post, i've been on tumblr for the past year or so. but maybe some of you may have heard what might go down tomorrow, so i feel like venting about the situation. (i highly doubt anyone's gonna read this, but whatever. it's just for a log) well, some immature 11 year old posted some videos on youtube...being hella stupid. one of the videos she posted was to "all her haters." ok girl, first of all, EVERYONE HAS HATERS. IF YOU DON'T HAVE HATERS, THEN YOU'RE DOING SOMETHING WRONG. who gives a flying care if you have haters?! move on with your life kid! second of all, YOU'RE 11 YEARS OLD!! why the heck are you on the computer, recording videos of yourself cursing and posting pictures of yourself? whatever. well, this girl will be on good morning america tomorrow...if she mentions something about tumblr...all the tumblr users will be affected. the media will investigate about the matter, and the least they can do to the site is to ban all those risque posts. the WORST they can do is shut down tumblr. i really don't want that to happen. i've met a good handful of people that i've grown to love on there. well, if something really does happen tomorrow, then i still have this. something that i can just vent on, and only a few people can read it. the one thing i liked about blogspot is that i can write about almost anything...my feelings, what i've been through, etc...and people won't understand what i'm talking about, except me. as for tumblr, i can write about something...and everyone can see it. well, that's all i gotta say right now...wow, it's only been a few minutes and i have this much to talk about. i must be really aggravated. x] laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4605056111667841482?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4605056111667841482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4605056111667841482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4605056111667841482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;http://soul4soulcv.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://soul4soulcv.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow it up and what not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5525143054009532225?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5525143054009532225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5525143054009532225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5525143054009532225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5525143054009532225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-havent-really-updated-here-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4822364654654076499</id><published>2009-05-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:30:23.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"THIS is why FSU is so awesome." -jc</title><content type='html'>because you can get this out of it :P&lt;br /&gt;ok, story time...so yesterday after the quad performance, tad did something totally, well, i guess you can say spontaneous to an extent. he went to the center of the quad with bianca, while the rest of us (FSU) crowded around them, you know, because we're all family and we need to be informed about things lol... and long story short, he said to her, "bianca, after we've been talking for the past 2 months, i've realized...that i've fallen in love with you." * insert lots of awws from FSU here* he takes his BOTT shirt off and shows her his shirt that he was working on for her, and says, "bianca, will you be my girlfriend?" *bianca starts tearing up* and i think you can get the picture here. awww, i just love these 2 &lt;3 so innocent, young, and not to mention down right adorable. ^_^ all i gotta say to them is...FINALLY!!! i've been waiting for that moment for awhile now hahaha now, i'm gonna hold it over them till the last day of school ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally brought my camera to school...on thursday x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi7CLlac3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z9MaHp6ML34/s1600-h/IMG_4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi7CLlac3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z9MaHp6ML34/s400/IMG_4101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339223004391568242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physio...after a quiz. kinda trippy x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi7L8GXgBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YNCwna5hBCo/s1600-h/IMG_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi7L8GXgBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YNCwna5hBCo/s400/IMG_4127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339223172033511442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite song at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi8BY_E_JI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VuQDm2TZJFU/s1600-h/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi8BY_E_JI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VuQDm2TZJFU/s400/IMG_4219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339224090320632978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorks :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi8_KfQrqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LbrTMbaNWxw/s1600-h/IMG_4234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi8_KfQrqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LbrTMbaNWxw/s400/IMG_4234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339225151580974754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chipmunk!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi9cx0BTsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ww7-XstfeDI/s1600-h/IMG_4258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi9cx0BTsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ww7-XstfeDI/s400/IMG_4258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339225660353236674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carly was hilarious when she was doing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi-BqX-R7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/9Yz_72DRRDQ/s1600-h/IMG_4260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi-BqX-R7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/9Yz_72DRRDQ/s400/IMG_4260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339226294011709362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tad's shirt he wore for bianca...still in the process =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi-ZM7xa6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hLmNVzfuTuk/s1600-h/IMG_4261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi-ZM7xa6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hLmNVzfuTuk/s400/IMG_4261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339226698425658274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL shot on my part. my eyes are failing me at that point haha more of tad and jozielyn working on the shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi_B4wET1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/t4nu4jSSGbA/s1600-h/IMG_4267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi_B4wET1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/t4nu4jSSGbA/s400/IMG_4267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339227397382491986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chynna, take a picture of the donkey kong drums!!" lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4822364654654076499?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4822364654654076499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4822364654654076499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4822364654654076499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4822364654654076499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-why-fsu-is-so-awesome-jc.html' title='&quot;THIS is why FSU is so awesome.&quot; -jc'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Shi7CLlac3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Z9MaHp6ML34/s72-c/IMG_4101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3895208146733907563</id><published>2009-05-20T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:37:01.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>filipino week x]</title><content type='html'>well, since basically this whole week is set in stone about us winning BOTT, i took the opportunity, since i was bored in my classes, to doodle (if you will) these...i've been planning and planning to do this, but i'm still not sure if i should do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTne2nTkgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-sA-hHkxEg4/s1600-h/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTne2nTkgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-sA-hHkxEg4/s400/IMG_4068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338145975583347202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTnoeYIAsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vdPfNG2SZ2w/s1600-h/IMG_4069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTnoeYIAsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vdPfNG2SZ2w/s400/IMG_4069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338146140875915970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTn1NzXodI/AAAAAAAAAGg/oPmuI9pUiyc/s1600-h/IMG_4070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTn1NzXodI/AAAAAAAAAGg/oPmuI9pUiyc/s400/IMG_4070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338146359765082578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShToAhPa8vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rl8zGG2bmVQ/s1600-h/IMG_4071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShToAhPa8vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rl8zGG2bmVQ/s400/IMG_4071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338146553961575154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you can probably get the idea what i was gonna and/or will do for FSU...for the seniors that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and you can tell that i MF on these...see how my vision sucks? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3895208146733907563?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3895208146733907563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3895208146733907563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3895208146733907563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3895208146733907563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/05/filipino-week-x.html' title='filipino week x]'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/ShTne2nTkgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-sA-hHkxEg4/s72-c/IMG_4068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2779164247304072648</id><published>2009-05-18T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:51:14.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>events for the next 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;-quad performance friday for the extended version of BOTT skit&lt;br /&gt;-frisco on memorial day?&lt;br /&gt;-iguana's and smoke eaters with, (from what i heard), ellen, myself, merrylle, maryann ate kristen, tony, adrianna, eijneb, phoebe, donny, tito jeff and whoever else, for "project: san jose" next thursday ;P&lt;br /&gt;-senior picnic next friday&lt;br /&gt;-chipmunk's birthday next friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs learned as of now:&lt;br /&gt;i just want you-aj rafael&lt;br /&gt;she was mine-aj rafael and jesse barerra&lt;br /&gt;sunset-marques houston &lt;br /&gt;the break up song-chris ramos wong&lt;br /&gt;i'm yours (the easy version)-jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;rockin that thang-the dream&lt;br /&gt;mad-neyo&lt;br /&gt;oooo-misscarolinexoxo&lt;br /&gt;drop baby drop-the manao group (i need the picking pattern still) &lt;br /&gt;gentlemen don't-gabe bondoc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2779164247304072648?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-476337259716576598</id><published>2009-05-16T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:16:31.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah creek</title><content type='html'>1st place in BOTT :D that's right, silver creek is back on top ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;official results:&lt;br /&gt;*taken via schoolloop from kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL&lt;br /&gt;1. SILVER CREEK&lt;br /&gt;2. Piedmont Hills&lt;br /&gt;3. Wilcox/Santa Clara&lt;br /&gt;4. Mount Pleasant/Milpitas&lt;br /&gt;5. Evergreen Valley&lt;br /&gt;6. Independence&lt;br /&gt;7. Fremont&lt;br /&gt;8. Overfelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Quote: Fremont&lt;br /&gt;Most Spirited: Piedmont Hills&lt;br /&gt;Best Shirt: Mount Pleasant/Milpitas&lt;br /&gt;Best Skit: Silver Creek&lt;br /&gt;Best Decorations: Silver Creek&lt;br /&gt;Most Dedicated: Silver Creek&lt;br /&gt;Penny War: Silver Creek&lt;br /&gt;Minibattle: Silver Creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hella hot though in the gym, well when i was inside. i went in once to give kevin his shoes, and another time with jay to bring in tables for the judges. DANG...30 seconds inside made me sweat xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud of all you guys that participated in battle. all your hard work, dedication, and practice paid off. i wish i stayed to watch our skit, but according to sources, you guys rocked it. i really have nothing else to say, but CONGRATS!! :D i &lt;3 kapa to the extreme. i'm gonna miss you guys next year :( no worries though, i'll be working BOTT next year hopefully with akbayan in SJSU. plus, it'll be at silver creek, so i have no worries about getting there. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeee =) i love kapa...did i mention that already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-476337259716576598?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/476337259716576598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-364568979590991673</id><published>2009-05-13T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:16:37.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"oooo"</title><content type='html'>i did it!!! :D i finally learned "oooo" by misscarolinexoxo. i changed the first 2 chords though for my finger's sake. i also learned one of the many versions of "i'm yours".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed. me and aj are doing awesome with all the songs we got down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-364568979590991673?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/364568979590991673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=364568979590991673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/364568979590991673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/364568979590991673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/05/oooo.html' title='&quot;oooo&quot;'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3101211237767044225</id><published>2009-05-11T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:41:25.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>runner's high</title><content type='html'>you know that experience where you run for a really long time? and you get to that point where you've been running so much, your legs are fatigued, muscles start to cramp up, your breathing gets harder, and once you think you're about to collapse, you get a totally ironic feeling. you don't collapse from total exhaustion, but you get this feeling that makes you feel good. it's one of those feelings you cannot really describe in its entirety. it just feels...like your on top of the world. is it E? heck no. this is a feeling you get naturally. it's like seeing a person you haven't seen over a long period of time appear right before your eyes in the most unlikely place. it's like hanging out with that certain someone you have feelings for, and having the best time of your life. it's like that favorite childhood memory that you love to replay over and over again in your mind. &lt;br /&gt;this is what some people like to called "runner's high". it's that last shot of adrenaline you have that gives you the energy to keep going. it also makes you feel like you are on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runner's high is probably the best feeling in the world you can feel without any sort of side effect. it's the one thing many people today are trying to make into some sort of drug for people to be happy all the time. seriously, if you haven't experienced this AT ALL, i suggest you run or do some sort of aggravating activity, and you'll know this feeling. it feels awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of &lt; fill in name here &gt; is my current runner's high. like today, seeing &lt; fill in name here &gt; just made my day. the weird things we do to say hi to each other. xD so awesome. mondays usually are my worst days, but wow...total turnaround today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my runner's high that keeps me going everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runner's high. the experience that you will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events for the next 2 months:&lt;br /&gt;battle of the tribes @ overfelt friday &lt;br /&gt;senior picnic&lt;br /&gt;quad performance for FSU&lt;br /&gt;chris ramos wong going to silver creek&lt;br /&gt;senior luau&lt;br /&gt;graduation&lt;br /&gt;sjsu orientation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found my new yts crush ;) wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0Cs8KYWRRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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chris ramos wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up:&lt;br /&gt;"OOOO"-misscarolinexoxo&lt;br /&gt;"drop baby drop"&lt;br /&gt;"my boo" -ghost town djs&lt;br /&gt;"showstopper" -aj rafael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTT tickets are on sale now. $8 each.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3551601209080336816?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3551601209080336816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3551601209080336816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3551601209080336816'/><link rel='self' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SgJvUKCxlOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wN7XWzsBgaE/s1600-h/IMG_3802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SgJvUKCxlOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wN7XWzsBgaE/s400/IMG_3802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332947300844147938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont say ish about the undftd thing. i use it for something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SgJvcwKacCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Rhn2OhDAA9s/s1600-h/IMG_3804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SgJvcwKacCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Rhn2OhDAA9s/s400/IMG_3804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332947448515686434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is kinda hard to see, since it was green ink. so i made the picture b&amp;w for your benefit. it says "michelle loves you!" if you still can't see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what happens when people find a sharpie x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5432805265512415424?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5432805265512415424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5432805265512415424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5432805265512415424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5432805265512415424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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change. like mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/05/nike-big-nike-low-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 620px; height: 440px;" src="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/05/nike-big-nike-low-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these i've seen awhile back, finally saw them again today...i like them =) just because they seem different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/05/nike-sb-stefan-janoski-signature-model-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 620px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/05/nike-sb-stefan-janoski-signature-model-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, different. the "boat shoes" is getting to me. i love them ;D finally nike sb, you did something right with these. but one thing i can totally predict with these, is that the arch support will be terrible. i'll still buy when they drop around the area. or i'll trade up with one pair x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/05/manny-pacquiao-nike-air-trainer-1-flywire-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 620px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/05/manny-pacquiao-nike-air-trainer-1-flywire-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;though the fight may be over, the admiration will still be there. i like these a lot. looks like they're good runners. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/04/supreme-nike-bruin-world-famous-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 620px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2009/04/supreme-nike-bruin-world-famous-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean colorway, overall shape is good. i just wish they weren't hella hyped up because of the supreme logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mashkulture.net/2008/05/28/jd-sports-laser-blue-air-max-light-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 408px;" src="http://www.mashkulture.net/2008/05/28/jd-sports-laser-blue-air-max-light-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY EUROPE WHY?! why do you get all the clean color ways of air maxes, while we get the ishhy ones?? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's all x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3957151946116278241?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3957151946116278241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3957151946116278241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3957151946116278241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3957151946116278241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-hypebeast-update.html' title='my &quot;hypebeast&quot; update'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5630092622395978546</id><published>2009-05-05T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:25:16.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco de mayo</title><content type='html'>yeah, chill day. i liked it, most of the time. everyone drew on my arms xD during break and after school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the purple won't show. it'll only show on the light part of my skin!"-me&lt;br /&gt;"what light part?!"-eijneb&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing i'm pretty dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's scissors!!"-ellen (referring to the...yeah, you should know what i mean...if you've been on the internet for the past few years haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i still want my sun and stars tattoo...."-me&lt;br /&gt;*ate starts drawing* &lt;br /&gt;if you didnt know, one of my things on my to-do list is to get the philippine sun and stars somewhere on my arms. support my heritage and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm surprised you didnt write &lt;fill in name here&gt; yet."-me&lt;br /&gt;"OH YEAH!"-eijneb&lt;br /&gt;*takes my arm and writes &lt;fill in name here&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;"TEHE." -eijneb&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem and precal just killed my enjoyment i was having throughout the day. organic chem, with that nomenclave or whatever it's called has so much ish to figure out -.- i mean, it's easy, just hella tedious. and precal...i just don't like it. my killjoy class out of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school was pretty fun though. chilled at the tree for awhile. john played with AJ (my uke), adrianna and michelle drew on my arms. i'm loved by michelle and i'm a moose according to adrianna HAHAHA. stayed there till 2:!5, then went to the leadership room. hung out with bong, mariel, jozielyn, tad, and bianca. omg, these kids are hella funny x] i love it ;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i can't sing and play at the same time! i practice, but i still can't do it..." -tad&lt;br /&gt;dont worry tad, i feel your pain. i cant sing while playing the uke too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what does that look like?" -eijneb&lt;br /&gt;*takes my arm and points to the "scissor" drawing*&lt;br /&gt;"scissors??"-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"a bunny."-jozielyn&lt;br /&gt;XD jozielyn's reply made me hella laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my watch has ink all over it..." -me&lt;br /&gt;"sorry..."-eijneb&lt;br /&gt;"why do you have ink on your watch?"-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"because she wrote on my wrist, and my watch rubbed the ink off."-me&lt;br /&gt;"yeah...your eyecandy."-eijneb&lt;br /&gt;"WHO?!"-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"someone..."-me&lt;br /&gt;"c'mon you can tell me."-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"it's...a person ;]"-me&lt;br /&gt;*mariel gives me this pouty face*&lt;br /&gt;"AJ RAFAEL!"-eijneb&lt;br /&gt;"that's everyone's eyecandy..."-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"gabe bondoc then..."-me&lt;br /&gt;"NO! camilla belle is her eyecandy!"-eijneb&lt;br /&gt;"OMG SHE'S SO HOT!"-mariel&lt;br /&gt;yess =) tehehe on so many levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so, if the school gets closed down when someone gets swine flu, does that mean we can't be in battle anymore??"-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"yup..."-bong&lt;br /&gt;"what?!"-mariel&lt;br /&gt;"if we do close down, can we ask if it can closed on the 16th, not the 15th??"-jozielyn&lt;br /&gt;"well, we don't wanna spread germs to everyone in the district..."-bong&lt;br /&gt;"c'mon, it's just overfelt..."-me&lt;br /&gt;"no, i think we should spread it to evergreen..."-bianca&lt;br /&gt;we're so evil =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i think i'm gonna get swine flu now...i keep talking about it..."-either mariel or jozielyn x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, if i chill with these kids again, i should bring a video camera. these convos are hella funny to be in. i have pictures of my arm on my camera, maybe later i'll upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, it's a verbose update. pictures should be coming sooner or later. got lots of events coming up this month:&lt;br /&gt;-battle of the tribes&lt;br /&gt;-senior picnic&lt;br /&gt;-the chipmunk's bday xD&lt;br /&gt;-my own grad night with ate kristen ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet anything i'll end up with a photoshoot in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5630092622395978546?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5630092622395978546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5630092622395978546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5630092622395978546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5630092622395978546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinco-de-mayo.html' title='cinco de mayo'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-8269363530562939762</id><published>2009-05-01T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:04:20.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good day =) and a small rant.</title><content type='html'>hella aced my physio test i took. 109% ^______^ gotta love curves. oh, and there was this one article in the raider review today that really got my attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so the article that i read was about hypebeasts. yes, hypebeasts. it caught my attention because there's a heck of a lot of them and i hope that they read it, and understood how ridiculous they are. and this is my rant for the day as well =) most of the things here are true for myself, but i don't take it to this extreme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with the clothes shall we? two words: underground clothing. (ie. stussy, the hundreds, supreme, and the list goes on) most of these brands have already gone mainstream because of the hype. ok, these things cost over 30-50 with a label on it. supreme for example: white shirt, futura font with the word SUPREME, and a red box. WOW. you pay over 30-50 for that? you can make that at home for less -.- c'mon now. if they're not wearing these shirts, usually you can find them wearing a plain &lt; fill in your color here &gt; shirt or a v-neck to keep their cover from being blown for being a hypebeast. for myself, i only have 1 shirt from the hundreds and 1 shirt from stussy, and i hardly wear them. and yes, i wear v-necks as well, but that's the only hypebeast thing about me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, how about jeans? words cannot describe how many fake pairs of jeans kids wear nowadays. they pay over 100-200 to  make themselves, more specifically their butt, to look good. at school, oh my god, i've seen the fakest pairs of evisus and true religions ever. the 2 specific people that have them wear them at least once a week. every time i do, i laugh at the fact that they don't know their ish. you wanna know how fake they are? let me talk about the evisus. the one who wears them only has one seagull on the pocket, and there's a LEVI'S tag on the side of the pocket. EPIC FAIL is it not??? i wear evisusxpuma jeans all the time, no lie there. but i know their story and what they came to be, unlike other kids who wear them because they see the cool kids have them. oh, and if you;re looking for evisus, PLEASE DO NOT search on google, "jeans with the mcdonald's sign on the pockets" that's just stupid and shows your a hypebeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accessories, i guess you can say, shows as well. those things you call "gauges", referring to the tools to stretch your ears, THAT'S NOT WHAT THEY'RE CALLED. use the right name PLEASE, whether it be tapers, pinchers, retainers, etc. stretched out ears aren't that appealing, honestly. i mean, i do it, but i have the smallest size, and that's just to keep the hole open in my ears. going past a size 0 or 00, that's just wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes these people REALLY distinguished from others is their shoes. these kids fell into the hype of buying sbs and jordans barely 3 years ago most likely? thinking they know their ish, but they don't. if you hypebeasts think you know your stuff, then tell me: &lt;br /&gt;name all the orange box sbs that came out.&lt;br /&gt;what sb dunk was sold at an auction for charity, then cut up into pieces by the owner?&lt;br /&gt;what sb dunk is the rarest out of all that were made, only distributed to certain people, and not sold in stores?&lt;br /&gt;name all the colors of the supreme dunk highs that were sold?&lt;br /&gt;what accessory were made in commemoration with the supreme dunks?&lt;br /&gt;why did nike's collab for their sb dunk heinekens were claimed unofficial?&lt;br /&gt;why did the price for tiffany's rise from 99 to 400? &lt;br /&gt;what was the significance behind the tiffany's? and what other name did they go by before the nickname "tiffany's" came to be? &lt;br /&gt;what was the original design for the tiffany's before nick diamond changed them? &lt;br /&gt;who was the maker of the vans "half cab" model? &lt;br /&gt;what jordan shoe caused a riot when they were retroed? &lt;br /&gt;what jordan was recalled because of their color?&lt;br /&gt;what sb caused people to get jumped in new york?  &lt;br /&gt;i bet NONE of you hypebeasts can answer all of these questions. so please, leave the collecting to the ones that have been collecting for years, and go back to your other shoes you wore before you found out about sbs and jordans. nowadays, these "collectors" think that black box sbs are rare. please kids...if you're going to collect, go for the earlier releases. for myself, i've been collecting since i was 7 years old, collecting jordans, so don't hate on me. i had the OG flint 13's, and that's how i came to be. i found out about sbs when they came out in 02 as well, but i didn't really care for them until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasn't in the article, but i just wanted to add. DSLRs. your typical hypebeast has a dslr camera, whether it be canon, nikon, or some other brand. they spend over 500 bucks to take pictures with the auto-focus option. HELLO!!! a DSLR is meant for manual-focus. what's the point of having a DSLR if you're just using the auto-focus?? might as well buy a point and shoot camera if you do that. i only shoot auto-focus because my eyes aren't that great at manual. i shoot manual as much as i shoot auto though. i do professional photography, and people have asked me to do photo shoots. you kids with your d40s, d60s, d300s, d90s (i'm only randomly naming the one's that came into my head, not pin pointing any in general.) freakin' shoot with manual focus like a real photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral? hypebeasts, just stop. you're just making fools out of yourselves. stop following what other people do. you need a reality check...rant over =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semi-matching today too...if you looked close enough xD haha nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photoshoot later for the kids' prom around 4...have a safe night kids. don't come back too messed up, or else i'll have to teach you a lesson when i see you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pacquiao ftw =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-8269363530562939762?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/8269363530562939762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=8269363530562939762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/8269363530562939762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/8269363530562939762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-day.html' title='good day =) and a small rant.'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-245778489297186132</id><published>2009-04-28T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:09:07.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chill week</title><content type='html'>i can tell you that. these are the times that i LOVE being a senior =) today, went to school around 11:20, left at 2. tomorrow i show up around 11 again, then go home at 1. thursday i dont go to school at all. friday is the only productive day, i have a physio test, but it's all good...i'm not stressing about prom either, since i'm not going. i'd rather devote my whole day preparing for the pacquiao v. hatton fight with my family than going to coconut grove. really, i'm not kidding...i'll be taking pictures though for people in the afternoon for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, i'm enjoying 2nd period more and more. the corner of filipinos makes the class hella fun. over the past 2 days, we all did some random ish to make each other laugh. wow, why couldn't this happen in the beginning of the year? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i hate the pandemic of swine flu going on right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-245778489297186132?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/245778489297186132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4258984637531622760</id><published>2009-04-24T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:11:55.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay, i'm having fun with aldrine =) tehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aldrine=my nephew who's an ukulele xD hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned 2 songs already ^-^ yay me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4258984637531622760?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4258984637531622760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2766909979973554942</id><published>2009-04-22T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:25:41.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up, it's your face i see&lt;br /&gt;but when i see you, it's so hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'm constantly daydreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;thinking of us and the things we could do&lt;br /&gt;there's so much that i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;but all the right words never come my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;you are my shining star&lt;br /&gt;you give my hope when all seems to be dark&lt;br /&gt;you are the one the lights up all my days&lt;br /&gt;using the precious smile planted on your face&lt;br /&gt;(and you are) the one i've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;(and you are) the one i'll always adore&lt;br /&gt;(from the rest) girl you are set apart&lt;br /&gt;because you are the one that stole my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;every night i, i pray that you&lt;br /&gt;would just love me back and make my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;because girl i'd fulfill all of your needs&lt;br /&gt;can't you see you mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing that i'd rather do&lt;br /&gt;than just stay by your side and take care of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;the one i've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;the one i'll always adore&lt;br /&gt;girl you are set apart&lt;br /&gt;because you are the one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore this. i just need a place to put it xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2766909979973554942?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5734619138060283323</id><published>2009-04-21T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:26:23.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(enter title here)</title><content type='html'>just a quick update...this is just an excuse for me not to start on homework yet x] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: i let cire copy physio hw, since it was kinda hard. &lt;br /&gt;2nd period: everyone was comparing answers from the homework. some answers were kinda...off?? idk if that's the word haha like, me and maryann looked at our papers, they looked really off xD well, it turned out that ms. mauro wasn't collecting it -.- FAIL haha then we took notes...so many interesting stories about miracles x] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mrs. mauro: wow, first your (cameron) dog survived 3 boxes of rat poisoning and you (daniel) survived a bursted appendix, you guys are the miracle class...anyone else have any other miracles that happened to you??&lt;br /&gt;me: *whispering* someone make something up...&lt;br /&gt;maryann: i was once blind...&lt;/span&gt; xD dang, i hella love my physio corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: ugg...presentations, then pop quiz...fun&lt;br /&gt;break: wow, drama started here...screw it -.- &lt;br /&gt;4th period: pretty much, talked the whole time&lt;br /&gt;5th period: work on practice problems&lt;br /&gt;lunch: ditched fsu -.- for a "popcorn and a movie" with maryann hahaha it was fun...i guess&lt;br /&gt;6th period: omg -.- conics suck so much &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5734619138060283323?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7039350968668872974</id><published>2009-04-20T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:59:07.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>420</title><content type='html'>happy birthday jeremy!!! ^______^ hope you have a great one...despite the hot bay area weather =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;420...stay sober kiddos. it'll be good for you in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention it was hot? i felt like i was gonna pass out cuz of the heat -.- rawr. it's all good...i just need to bring more water to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, omg, albert posis and mark mejia are my new obsession xD they sing HELLA good. i'm jealous of their vocals...and albert's guitar and piano skills..wish i can play like him. and he's cute too ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just noticed...everyone i've subscribed to on youtube all know each other in some way. hella serious. i should make a diagram, and you'll see the connection. indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7039350968668872974?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7039350968668872974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7039350968668872974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7039350968668872974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7039350968668872974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/420.html' title='420'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6281138042193039069</id><published>2009-04-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:57:16.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you serious??</title><content type='html'>i was looking through my pictures on flickr, and i came upon this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Seqfyh6T-bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SdOgdlNkBEk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Seqfyh6T-bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SdOgdlNkBEk/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326245199764257202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the views...that's actually a lot for me. seems to me like everyone in kapa looked at this picture at least 3 times xD haha idk, just a little something something to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i already made my list of stuff to buy before i go to sjsu...if anyone has these things, let me know...instead of me going to a store, i'll buy off you...maybe xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bike messenger bag&lt;br /&gt;-few v-necks&lt;br /&gt;-AA hoodies&lt;br /&gt;-nudies xD or new evisus&lt;br /&gt;-new g-shock (g-lide preferably)&lt;br /&gt;-new lens&lt;br /&gt;-any huf fitteds (7 1/4)&lt;br /&gt;-AN UKE!!! =) cuz i need something to keep me occupied if the binhi kids aren't there to chill with haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup...i think i'm about to spend over 400 bucks on this list alone. it's a good thing i'm not going to prom ;P saving me a few bills x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6281138042193039069?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6281138042193039069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6281138042193039069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6281138042193039069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6281138042193039069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-serious.html' title='you serious??'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Seqfyh6T-bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SdOgdlNkBEk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4940305482765706192</id><published>2009-04-16T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:51:07.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look, i'm kid cudi ^_^</title><content type='html'>i remember seeing this picture of kid cudi wearing bapes. someone posted the picture on the 'wdywt' thread on iss, so i couldnt really help myself. since i don't have any bapes, so i did this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3569/3448423937_21f0dff666.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3569/3448423937_21f0dff666.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in comparison to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SegKS94gpRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/g8PqoJCO_Qk/s1600-h/l_7f9d7fe97ab20e32ec2362bfb2fea50b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SegKS94gpRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/g8PqoJCO_Qk/s400/l_7f9d7fe97ab20e32ec2362bfb2fea50b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325517880331117842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just a quick thing x] don't take it personal and what not. haha i was just joking around, because i got bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4940305482765706192?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4940305482765706192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4940305482765706192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4940305482765706192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4940305482765706192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-im-kid-cudi.html' title='look, i&apos;m kid cudi ^_^'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SegKS94gpRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/g8PqoJCO_Qk/s72-c/l_7f9d7fe97ab20e32ec2362bfb2fea50b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5690700624819004877</id><published>2009-04-14T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:09:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictoors, pictoors</title><content type='html'>xD i'm not finished editing A LOT of them..fail, but these are the ones i am actually allowed to post that are done being edited &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3443160873_2a8f0132c8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3443160873_2a8f0132c8.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3562/3443975492_83a9a7db6c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 308px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3562/3443975492_83a9a7db6c.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3606/3443974080_e4c56d1d2d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3606/3443974080_e4c56d1d2d.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3351/3443157223_b4f32bbf3e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3351/3443157223_b4f32bbf3e.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3443155489_8e9bfb5eb6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3443155489_8e9bfb5eb6.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3314/3443153761_1707bcdc8f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3314/3443153761_1707bcdc8f.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's my signature on these pictures? what sets these apart from everyone else's pictures (besides my tag lol) gives you something tot think about haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5690700624819004877?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5690700624819004877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5690700624819004877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5690700624819004877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5690700624819004877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictoors-pictoors.html' title='pictoors, pictoors'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-1662148319987905939</id><published>2009-04-12T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:36:52.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday's activities</title><content type='html'>so yeah,  yesterday was the most productive saturday i've had in awhile. so yeah, in the morning, i went to a wedding (i didn't really know the two being married, all i knew was the bride is friends with my uncle in the philippines and the groom, i knew him from bible studies) yeah, the asked me to take pictures, i couldn't refuse, so did =) pretty nice wedding overall. i was running around taking pictures most of the time, curse my 18-55 lens though. couldn't really get close ups on their facial expressions and all that. most of my shots were pretty decent. i would put some pics here, but: 1. i'm still editing, and i took over 400 pictures, and i'm only on the 100th-ish picture? and 2. not really sure if i'm allowed to, since confidentiality. i can put the pictures i took of the food though x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home for 30 minutes after the wedding, then i went back to the chapel.  i was so tired when i got there -.- pretty packed on account...there was a lot of people haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i went home around 8. spent most of my day out. i dont wanna do that ever again, well...until maybe later :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures...MAYBE, later. if i ever get done editing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-1662148319987905939?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/1662148319987905939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=1662148319987905939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1662148319987905939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1662148319987905939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterdays-activities.html' title='yesterday&apos;s activities'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-972600265631725118</id><published>2009-04-10T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:54:22.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break!!!</title><content type='html'>wow, finally :D i can sleep in once again yee. today at school was pretty much a chillax-ing day, since people were either at noche de fama, giving blood, or on some field trip. had 2 tests today, but it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: give god's speed to people giving blood hahaha&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: we watched this really creepy episode of x-files. it was the episode when a guy that's really some sort of shark,  eats people's brains. the first opening shot was pretty epic. comes out and hits you right off the bat. when the guy popped out, EVERYONE screamed, except me, i knew my ish =) so yeah, when maryann screamed she shok me and made me jump. i wasn't scared of the guy, i was surprised because she shook me xD&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: test. yay. i think i did alright on it.&lt;br /&gt;break: aww, emptiness =( people were off saving lives&lt;br /&gt;4th period: review questions. nothing special&lt;br /&gt;5th period: watched kung fu panda :D i love that part when po gets acupuncture and he makes that hella funny facial expression &lt;br /&gt;lunch: at first i was just talking to people, then marissa comes and makes me walk around to different people trying to figure out how to do the precal problems i got. oh man, we went to grandpa, rj and andrew, chinh, tammy, and jay for answers xD &lt;br /&gt;6th period: test. yeah, i guess it wasn't so hard...idk, i hope for the best, since i need to raise my grade to a solid C at least. i'm still aiming for a B- though...idk how that's gonna happen in 8 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new song :) bringing it back to the 90s where the music was so much better ^_^ hella throwback. GLP brought it back for me =) i'm happy they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and this song i just heard of yesterday...aj rafael and his friend sings it. he's such a humble guy, watch the video to find out why. the song makes you feel good inside. here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--WYPvos1VU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--WYPvos1VU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy spring break everyone =) my first day of vacation, i need to work. taking pics for a wedding, hooray. i'm getting paid by food, as usual. hey, if anyone needs a photographer, just ask me. i'm pretty much the cheapest photographer you can get. i may only have a 18-55 mm, but my editing skills are getting way better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-972600265631725118?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/972600265631725118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=972600265631725118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/972600265631725118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/972600265631725118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break.html' title='spring break!!!'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2814998627671782536</id><published>2009-04-09T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:44:35.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good day, bad day, good day</title><content type='html'>pattern going on for me this week. hope it doesnt continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: talk about that intervention..that be the - i can't say...&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: notes. and really random conversations x] i loved it, wish it didnt end.&lt;br /&gt;mc:"chynna, did you read?"&lt;br /&gt;cv: "no, it was too long. i read some of it, but i skipped to ch 10."&lt;br /&gt;mc: "wait, so what happened in ch. 9? it was about the book right?"&lt;br /&gt;(at this time, i hella mistook what was being said)&lt;br /&gt;cv: "huh? what bull??"&lt;br /&gt;mc: "i dunno..."&lt;br /&gt;cv: "OH! you mean the book? yeah, they read it, and that's it."&lt;br /&gt;me and my selective hearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about sjsu presentation during 4th...&lt;br /&gt;mv: "aww, i thought we were going during 3rd. i was hella anxious not to go to that class."&lt;br /&gt;cv: "well, i get to skip madrigal. i'm hella happy."&lt;br /&gt;mc: "you butt..."&lt;br /&gt;cv: "AHH so i didnt even have to read either way sucker!"&lt;br /&gt;^_^ tehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were taking notes...&lt;br /&gt;mv: "you're a hernia!"&lt;br /&gt;cv: "you fundic!"&lt;br /&gt;mv: "oh yeah, you're a flat worm!"&lt;br /&gt;imagine, we took something educational and turned it into comebacks x]&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: oh, game...fun...i guess&lt;br /&gt;break: nothing really. just talk...freakin' eijneb pulled me aside to talk about...yeah =) it was hella funny&lt;br /&gt;4th period: sjsu presentation. fun..i guess &lt;br /&gt;5th period: test =/ holy snap, that was hard.&lt;br /&gt;lunch: photo. &lt;br /&gt;cv:"wait, what am i suppose to do? stay here and watch the stuff??"&lt;br /&gt;aa:"you dont have to watch our stuff..."&lt;br /&gt;eb:"sure you wanna watch our stuff..." *gets really shifty (a certain someone was there lol)&lt;br /&gt;6th period: aww, no anthony again =( it's getting lonely with just me, kristine, and matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to pizza my heart again after school...2nd time in a row, stuff never gets old. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, epic win. we going to the same school next year ^-^ i'm hella giddy right now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2814998627671782536?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2814998627671782536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2814998627671782536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2814998627671782536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2814998627671782536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-day-bad-day-good-day.html' title='good day, bad day, good day'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6183213463911051904</id><published>2009-04-08T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:07:41.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alma mater</title><content type='html'>i went the chaboya today, for open house for the incoming 7th graders. nothing changed. campus wise, they added green tables all around, which i think was not cool. when i was still there, we sat on the cold concrete, no matter what. man, these chaboya kids now are getting pampered by parents left and right. they're lucky. teacher wise, some new teachers, but all in all, everyone's still there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, saw a few of my old teachers. mrs. carino was one of them. she still remembers me and my film making skills =) made me feel special tehehe i'm still on her wall, my grad pic i mean. haha ms. marshall, wow she HELLA remembered me. she saw my shirt i was wearing and she said, "oh my god, fantastics. gotta love the shirt." 8) she still loves sean connery, still has the same classroom, still reads edgar allen poe. yup, it was like i never left. mr. franza was there, he still creeps me out. mr. ventura is the one of the associate vps?? wow, he got upgraded. mr. trent was there too! omg he still got the same style: bartender like x] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics...i keep forgetting to tag them -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3425115933_6f41db7ee9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 314px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3425115933_6f41db7ee9.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/3425926000_4f965d7cd8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/3425926000_4f965d7cd8.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throwback for me...old hangout where EVERYONE met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3425119693_4f7fe9aa99.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3425119693_4f7fe9aa99.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you knew gigi, then you should know what this is. mr. ben-pole hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/3425121463_ae6a4d2e4d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/3425121463_ae6a4d2e4d.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. trent's iguana? i forgets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3649/3425122187_8f77fc1eb3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3649/3425122187_8f77fc1eb3.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3633/3425932052_1b23311088.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 325px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3633/3425932052_1b23311088.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics from today and from before are in my flickr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6183213463911051904?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6183213463911051904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6183213463911051904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6183213463911051904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6183213463911051904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/alma-mater.html' title='alma mater'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6334223472208851578</id><published>2009-04-08T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:44:09.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know why, but today just dragged on...it was annoying -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: ehh, just stand around...didnt feel like talking&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: worksheet...boring as heck&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: wow, another pop quiz -.- i didnt do so bad on it..&lt;br /&gt;4th  period: probably this was the most fun i had all day. all we did was talk about mrs. madrigal's radio mysteriously turning on at 5:30 in the morning on a spanish radio station. then we talked in acronyms. went a little something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex: maybe your radio frequency was off...oh it was on AM?? yeah, it changes sometimes to XM...uhh, i mean FM&lt;br /&gt;me: you mean AMMM or FMMM?? (literally saying am and fm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam: OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;mrs. madrigal: IK!!&lt;br /&gt;*everyone laughs&lt;br /&gt;sam: wait, i dont get it...&lt;br /&gt;jason: IK! 'i know!!'&lt;br /&gt;mrs. madrigal: R!! &lt;br /&gt;*everyone laughs again&lt;br /&gt;(if you didnt get it, "ik" = i know and "r" = right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs. madrigal: ok, NT...&lt;br /&gt;everyone: what???&lt;br /&gt;me: niketalk??&lt;br /&gt;alex: *laughs&lt;br /&gt;mrs. madrigal: number 2...&lt;br /&gt;everyone: ohhhh....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;break: mr. k's room for prom bids...hella crowded. saw the pinsan, and she pushed me...after i pushed her =) then something happened. idk what, but it hella changed my mood. i'm serious, i went from an alright mood, to feeling really...really mad =/ i still feel this way&lt;br /&gt;5th period: out of it. i didnt really give a care what i was doing. i turned on my ipod, and zoned out for the whole period.&lt;br /&gt;6th period: nothing different from 5th period. i just sat there, and did my work. no talking, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i'm going to chaboya later...my alma mater or whatever it's called. if it doenst rain, i'll take pics of the campus...we'll see if it changed at all. the quad, the gym, old classrooms, ben-pole =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in a complicated world, you bring simplicity,&lt;br /&gt;because when everybody's talking, you're just listening.&lt;br /&gt;i've dreamed a thousand dream, and still nothing compares,&lt;br /&gt;to the feeling that you give me while you're standing here,&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if it's fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait till forever is through,&lt;br /&gt;whether or not you'll love me, i'll be loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that there's someone there for you already. it's pretty clear to me, i can see it, everyone around can see it. i already knew nothing was going to happen. but all i can say and do is say that i'll be there for you, for a friend, shoulder to cry on, anything. hopefully next year, we'll be at the same school. won't be so hard to keep in touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6334223472208851578?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6334223472208851578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6334223472208851578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6334223472208851578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6334223472208851578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-why-but-today-just-dragged.html' title=''/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5760925003721068432</id><published>2009-04-07T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:10:00.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>above all other things, today was a complete turnaround from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: study for physio&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: test...it was ok...not hard, not that easy. "oh shoot, crossing the border!" xD this is one of the many hilarious things i  heard when i stayed silent after the test hahaha it was probably funny to me because of the person who said it =) haha&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: pop quiz right off the bat. wonderful&lt;br /&gt;break: omg, it rained...hard. i got pushed out of my own umbrella, so my hood and my shoulder were wet -.-&lt;br /&gt;4th period: wordmasters thing...what a depressing story&lt;br /&gt;5th period: worksheet. boring&lt;br /&gt;lunch: surprise baby shower for ms. barrett =) 2nd place in the penny war!! what, what?? lol&lt;br /&gt;           "kevin, i can't make it to practice today..."&lt;br /&gt;           "why?!"&lt;br /&gt;           "i thought i told you..." (some incoherent noise after that)&lt;br /&gt;           "dude, just give kevin capri sun, and he'll be fine."&lt;br /&gt;           "yeah, it'll be 'hi kevin, here's some capri sun, i cant make it to practice today...kthanxbai!!!' &lt;br /&gt;           =) oh the randomness of FSU and kevin and his capri sun hahaha&lt;br /&gt;6th period: anthony got his braces off ^_____^ awww finally kenn screamed when he saw him. then the whole class turned around to see him xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to red robin...ate fries xD then sped back to school...yup yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdywt&lt;br /&gt;sjsu (zomg, the most comfortable and warmest hoodie i've ever had) x radisrad x h&amp;m x half cabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdwxHt5uEtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Kh_Hh-irjD0/s1600-h/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdwxHt5uEtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Kh_Hh-irjD0/s72-c/IMG_2921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7862473244580222734</id><published>2009-04-06T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:55:45.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was one of those "FML" moments. if you saw me at school today, i was laughing and looking like i was having a jolly good time, but really...i wasn't -.- yeah, i don't even know where to begin, but then end just ends bad -.- rawr. i dont know if it's PMS-ing or whatever, today was just not my day for me. i wanna feel better, but every time i try, i just end up feeling more worse than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm gonna get back into doing this. i cant believe i am, but it's one of those things that you just have to do. breakdancing, here i come again. yeah, for those of you who dont know, i used to break..a lot. but then i hurt my shoulder doing a flare, and that's what basically held me back, and it got me into popping. right now, popping is boring me a little bit, so i'm gonna be learning a few breakdancing moves. &lt;br /&gt;[] air chair&lt;br /&gt;[] chair freeze&lt;br /&gt;kinda hard to start off with again, but hey...gotta do what i gotta do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7862473244580222734?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7862473244580222734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7862473244580222734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7862473244580222734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7862473244580222734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-one-of-those-fml-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2927695723671252324</id><published>2009-04-04T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:55:57.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i never knew majoring in nursing is so overwhelming. -.- i have to maintain a A/B+ (B+ at least) to get into the actual nursing program at sjsu. holy snap.&lt;br /&gt;i got my fall back plans ready though lol just in case&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2927695723671252324?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2927695723671252324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2927695723671252324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2927695723671252324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2927695723671252324'/><link rel='alternate' 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o_0&lt;br /&gt;5th: worksheet &lt;br /&gt;lunch: FSU meeting. took more shots of peoples. put all my pennies into the penny jar. the ziplock bag broke 2 times...fml...haha omg we better win the penny war. shady judging got us 4th place in the scavenger hunt. hella groups broke the rules (jaywalked, interfered with other group's chances, got in trouble with the store workers, i can list a bunch of things, but i'll stop there) yeah, not trying to diss, just speaking the truth&lt;br /&gt;6th: notes. matt was kinda loud today -.- louder than usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get at it, appreciate it if you took the time to just look x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4509031144634702655?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-9200714296801377026</id><published>2009-04-01T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:05:20.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well i'll be darned...</title><content type='html'>i hate utah jazz, but the AJ 1 phats for their CW is so nice -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://solecollector.com/shoes/images/company/jordan/samples/350571_151_550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 350px;" src="http://solecollector.com/shoes/images/company/jordan/samples/350571_151_550.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone get me these -.- i'm in denial...i havent bought any jordans for 2 years =/ maybe i should start up again lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, AGM isn't ending &gt;.&lt; april fools joke...i hella fell for it...DANG! i wanna cop their april fools day shirt x] hahaha you guys, lemme get at that ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, laters...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-9200714296801377026?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/9200714296801377026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=9200714296801377026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/9200714296801377026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/9200714296801377026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-ill-be-darned.html' title='well i&apos;ll be darned...'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5840278599341757769</id><published>2009-03-31T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:10:38.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you got my love and affection on lock,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm under the impression that it won't ever stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the record, I just wanna say that, &lt;br /&gt;"I can't get enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz you're beautiful, I just want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;there ain't nobody else that my heart beats for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i hold you tight, i will never let go,&lt;br /&gt;cuz, you are, the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5840278599341757769?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5840278599341757769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5840278599341757769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5840278599341757769'/><link rel='self' 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-.- i didnt even claim it...freakin' flickr, never forgiving them for that...oh yeah, my pro account for flickr expired =/ FML...someone buy me a pro account :D&lt;br /&gt;on the subject of my banner...my canon hitlist includes a battery grip and any lens that's higher than 18-55 mm xD forreals though. i'm getting tired of my small lens. no fun for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...umm, i happened to stumble across this one song by corbin bleu...it's pretty good actually. it's called "moments that matter" if you wanna check it out. it's a break from the love songs i've been hearing x] that's probably why i like it hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh school =/ i really dont get why we need to go to school tomorrow, then have a day off on tuesday...why cant we have both monday and tuesday off? makes more sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i posted the rad is rad shirt on ISS yesterday night, when i woke up this morning to see if i ended up in the FT (haha), i get like a bajillion messages asking me where you can get one o___0 that's really weird, i never got that before by anyone xD oh well, free advertising for rad is rad and jj clothing. i should be therer spokesperson or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-8570882087348015394?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/8570882087348015394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=8570882087348015394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/8570882087348015394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i spent my whole afternoon at great mall. walked around for a few hours, since i had to wait for ellen. man, i didn't know it changed so much o_0 well, since i went there, which was like 2 years ago?? yeah, omg those dog looking balloons amuse me so much. so many little kids had one. hahaha so yeah, around 4 i went to jj clothing. i waited in front of the store. to everyone passing by, i was telling them, "hello, welcome to jj clothing. please come in and buy their merchandise." =) the funny thing was, they all went in and bought something xD am i good or what? so yeah, ellen got there, and i got my rad is rad shirt ^__^ i'm satisfied. then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc7mnVhuqVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2XSe9GmNOe4/s1600-h/IMG_2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc7mnVhuqVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2XSe9GmNOe4/s400/IMG_2840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318441773439035730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) yay...i wish they had the elephant astronaut one in my size though =/ but RAD is cool too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-551968538271042333?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/551968538271042333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=551968538271042333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/551968538271042333'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>shirts are available at JJ Clothing at great mall =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta love these characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5zodLUs8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/36Zx7rd4tx0/s1600-h/1-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5zodLUs8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/36Zx7rd4tx0/s400/1-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318315348835218370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5zs6qqSEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/z4k23A7JdKs/s1600-h/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5zs6qqSEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/z4k23A7JdKs/s400/1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318315425470761026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*limited quantity. get yours before they run out. just some friendly advertising for them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-8303334097215447569?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/8303334097215447569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=8303334097215447569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/8303334097215447569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/8303334097215447569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/rad-is-rad.html' title='rad is rad'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5zodLUs8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/36Zx7rd4tx0/s72-c/1-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-85945421703586140</id><published>2009-03-27T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:37:35.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pcn after party/scavenger hunt</title><content type='html'>was HELLA crazy. ran around the evergreen area for 1 1/2 hours straight, in 76 degree weather. DANG!!! it was totally worth it though. made some new bonds with bonifacio kids. made our fearless leader proud :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs are so sore now though...FML hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5wpqXk04I/AAAAAAAAAD8/HbD7DaK9bkA/s1600-h/IMG_2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc5wpqXk04I/AAAAAAAAAD8/HbD7DaK9bkA/s320/IMG_2798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318312071021253506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc8I9oZFiOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3aLq45LU42E/s1600-h/IMG_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sc8I9oZFiOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3aLq45LU42E/s400/IMG_2821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318479539855526114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for team work. (too bad kristine wasn't there though...but she's proud of us anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the running around paid off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-85945421703586140?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/85945421703586140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=85945421703586140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/85945421703586140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/85945421703586140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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heart...</title><content type='html'>Girl &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I've been in love many times before,&lt;br /&gt;So many times it left me so broken hearted,&lt;br /&gt;So I turned my back on love&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned it all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it's you that made me realize&lt;br /&gt;That love was all I ever really wanted&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm thinking that I never really felt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baby it's you, couldn't ask for nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Girl it's you that I adore&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing that could change the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm in it for the long run,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be here with you forever&lt;br /&gt;And only you can make me feel like I do&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't trade this for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe you're my girl&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll stay happily ever after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I guess I never really knew how love could feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make my heart skip a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know, like I know, that this is for real&lt;br /&gt;No we can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand so we can plant this seed&lt;br /&gt;Cause all we need is love to grow this family tree&lt;br /&gt;My baby, be forever my lady...&lt;br /&gt;Girl it's you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't know why I feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I feel it everyday but,&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever seem to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what you wanna do,&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What am I so afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;The sparkle in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tells me you're wanting me&lt;br /&gt;But I put my head down&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you come my way.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know you are my everything&lt;br /&gt;You fill my doubtful days&lt;br /&gt;With your certainties&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you,&lt;br /&gt;All my dark nights turn into bright mornings&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, but I gotta let you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maybe in a little while&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna tell you&lt;br /&gt;What I feel in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let you know,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And everytime I try to find&lt;br /&gt;The words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;I get so scared and confused,&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna rush&lt;br /&gt;So I hide...&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' about you every night and day&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' of all the words I wanna say&lt;br /&gt;But yet I'm so scared, I refuse&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna rush,&lt;br /&gt;I need time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each day that passes by, i can't stop thinking about you, not even for a second. in other words, you make my day complete. without that single "hello" every morning, without that smile you give me when i say something funny, my day feels like nothing. in other words, you make my day complete. &lt;br /&gt;just wanted to get that out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: happy birthday kuya reynard =) best kuya ever ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-706379982488102681?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/706379982488102681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=706379982488102681' title='0 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-8416272030872635187</id><published>2009-03-23T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:26:00.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roller coaster</title><content type='html'>you were cute today, made me smile during class =) thanks a lot...forreals&lt;br /&gt;pretty much, you were the only thing that made me happy... you kept me going throughout the day, especially during precal when i felt like i got hit by a truck -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off topic:&lt;br /&gt;oh, now ISS users give me respect. all i needed was to wear some hyped up shoes and put it in the WDYWT...yeahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-8416272030872635187?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4047352297567351051</id><published>2009-03-20T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:39:33.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since when did you start wearing blazers?? =P giving me subliminal messaging or what? haha &lt;br /&gt;honestly, when i saw you after school, i couldn't stop staring =X sorry about that, can't help it...you so cute =) probably didn't see me though. probably heard me yelling x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4047352297567351051?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6441499445378887269</id><published>2009-03-19T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:38:59.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dressed nice today x] i wonder why &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.solecollector.com/forums/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://www.solecollector.com/forums/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wore these with my THxDisney collab shirt i got from kenn-jamin =) lol wearing now before yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3551/3368315873_3ae41d3b7b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 239px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3551/3368315873_3ae41d3b7b.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke a few hypebeast's necks...i should do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were funny today in class, when we took the test :P made me laugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6441499445378887269?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6441499445378887269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6441499445378887269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;but the wind blew it away.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote your name in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;bit the waves washed it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i wrote your name in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and forever it will stay..&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close friends is what i'm good with sticking to. but there will always be that small place in me for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(credits to mark and zalo's blog for the poem thing(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5236717622840870866?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5236717622840870866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5236717622840870866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5236717622840870866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5236717622840870866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-for-you.html' title='just for you'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2977927387927540889</id><published>2009-03-17T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:07:24.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"admire from a distance"</title><content type='html'>i think i'll stick to admiring from afar...it's less painful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2977927387927540889?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2977927387927540889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2977927387927540889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2977927387927540889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2977927387927540889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/admire-from-distance.html' title='&quot;admire from a distance&quot;'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3025769600632170631</id><published>2009-03-16T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:19:18.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing.mp3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;well if first is the worst, &lt;br /&gt;and second is the best,&lt;br /&gt;i've been the best from all the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chasing you, i'm never far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we could be the ultimate team.&lt;br /&gt;i'll treat you like a queen,&lt;br /&gt;like i do in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;i'm chasing you, i'm never far.&lt;br /&gt;i'm never far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i try to be cool,&lt;br /&gt;and catch your name,&lt;br /&gt;that's when i feel my heart beat racing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chasing you, i'm never far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know we met the other day&lt;br /&gt;and still haven't quite felt the same?&lt;br /&gt;i'm chasing you, i'm never far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everyone wants you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're like a goddess,&lt;br /&gt;we're just regular guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i don't take chances on hopeless romances,&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't stop chasing you.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i have no choice,&lt;br /&gt;but to keep chasing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i,&lt;br /&gt;wanna be your only man.&lt;br /&gt;what's it gonna take for you to understand?&lt;br /&gt;i'm chasing you, i'm never far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i'm just one of a million,&lt;br /&gt;who wants to get to know one in a million you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chasing you, i'm never far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;you're like a goddess,&lt;br /&gt;we're just regular guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i don't take chances on hopeless romances,&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't stop chasing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i have no choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;admire from a distance,&lt;br /&gt;keep my pace,&lt;br /&gt;that way your face in my place &lt;br /&gt;is gonna make this race all worth it baby.&lt;br /&gt;keep you in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;stay on my brain, &lt;br /&gt;i'm game with "no pain, no gain," &lt;br /&gt;i'm praying you feel the same baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;you're like a goddess,&lt;br /&gt;we're just regular guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i don't take chances on hopeless romances,&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't stop chasing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i have no choice,&lt;br /&gt;but to keep chasing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;how's long's it gonna take me to finish up this race with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3025769600632170631?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3025769600632170631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3025769600632170631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3025769600632170631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3025769600632170631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/chasingmp3.html' title='chasing.mp3'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6660729371518230282</id><published>2009-03-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:42:21.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>infatuation</title><content type='html'>scratch that. it isn't infatuation. it's more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6660729371518230282?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6660729371518230282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6660729371518230282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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right now =/ haven't felt like this in awhile. infatuation probably? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One touch and I’m hooked and I am drowning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One look and I’m lost inside your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, I don't mean to be staring &lt;br /&gt;But I’ve forgotten all my lines &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna say, "Hey, you're looking fine today &lt;br /&gt;Not that I’ve only noticed now." &lt;br /&gt;I was gonna say, "Hey, you think there is a way &lt;br /&gt;That I could get you to stay for a while." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying articulate and failing &lt;br /&gt;My words just aren't cooperating &lt;br /&gt;“Breathe deeply,” I’m trying to tell myself, but &lt;br /&gt;My heart won't slow 'cause of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I tried it once or twice, not looking in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;But that's impossible, baby &lt;br /&gt;This feeling's so brand new, I wanna speak to you, but&lt;br /&gt;I was never good at impromptu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna say, "Hey, you're looking fine today &lt;br /&gt;Not that I’ve only noticed now." &lt;br /&gt;I was gonna say, "Hey, you think there is a way &lt;br /&gt;That I could, get you to stay for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE join bott. it'll be so awesome =) make me happy inside ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-745690572411766695?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/745690572411766695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=745690572411766695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/745690572411766695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/745690572411766695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/onetouchmp3.html' title='onetouch.mp3'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5858359179104723839</id><published>2009-03-11T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:26:16.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/11/09</title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in awhile...nothing really to talk about. but hey, since i haven't posted, i'll post now xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...was a normal wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: show my "black mail" i got from my twin for my labbit to people xD it still cracks me up&lt;br /&gt;2nd: ms. mauro's mad at us =( had a pop quiz about diabetes...rawr that threw off that class&lt;br /&gt;3rd: outline the constitution. boring stuff&lt;br /&gt;4th: read 1984 is pretty interesting&lt;br /&gt;break: watch the powderpuff game. i should've brought my camera =/ so many good moments. 09 had a full team from start to finish i believe. tylyn was the last girl left for the sophomores, and no one noticed she was out x] the guys stole the show though with their cheers haha ben made me crack up when he was getting thrown in the air. he was like, "oh sh**!!!" and he said a prayer while he was in the air XD hahaha what else..idk our guys are so funny. you had to be there to watch&lt;br /&gt;5th: all the juniors took my labbit -.- nothing bad about that, but they always say it looks like a...nevermind, i won't say haha&lt;br /&gt;6th: so apparently, i was suppose to go to azuki with anthony and marissa after school. when they told me this i was like, "wth? when did we establish this??" so basically, the whole period, i was being forced to go with them, even though i couldnt, since it was last minute and all that. oh well...next time ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's happening again. i started having weird dreams about me with someone. omg why??? it's been bugging me for the whole day. -.- wth?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5858359179104723839?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5858359179104723839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5858359179104723839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5858359179104723839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5858359179104723839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/31109.html' title='3/11/09'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2121935991594208919</id><published>2009-03-01T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:31:04.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last FANTASTICS</title><content type='html'>all i gotta say is that, i HELLA LOVE 09. words cannot describe what i felt after everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after doing FANTASTICS for 4 years straight, it's been the best experience i've ever felt. with all the stress, people dissing me for going to practices every week, sleepless nights, and hard work, it always paid off in the end. every single year i've joined, it's brought me closer and closer to everybody. and looking back at all of the performances done, i can truly say that we've progressed and we saved the best performance for last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we came in 2nd place this year, it's all good. who gives a care? it's just a friendly competition. sure, it would have been nice to come in 1st place like every other senior class...but this just comes to show that it isn't rigged like everybody thinks it is. we got our 1st place in homecoming, and that's enough for me in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c/o 2009, it was a great experience for performing with you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the past 4 years, we've been the class that's always brought something new to the table. we're the class that brought out more diversity of dances, not just hip hop routine after hip hop routine, which i'm not dissing any other class for doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after performing, i cried my eyes out. fantastics is all i've known for the past 4 years. now, what am i gonna do next year? i took a good look around the civic, it's been like...so familiar to be around, but now...no more performing there with 09. i took a good look around the people, which i've grown to know and love. it's sad to say we're all going in different directions really soon. that whole atmosphere of everyone crying...it wowed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the juniors: you guys TOTALLY DESERVED to win. after all you guys have been through, especially with homecoming, that whole shirt controversy. your effort really showed yesterday night during the performance. it blew me away. heck, it blew me away when i was watching you guys rehearse on friday. GREAT JOB! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the seniors: you know i love you all so much. hard to believe it's all over, FANTASTICS that is. imagine graduation...water works the whole time. 2nd place...pssh, it's just a number. we know we've won an experience that'll last a lifetime. i dont know what else to write...everything is in my heart, and it shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophomores, you better step up your game. you're the successors of 09 yeah? =)  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to add, THANKS 09. THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY HIGH SCHOOL YEARS THE BEST IT'LL EVER BE. you're like my 2nd family, who loves to stress out about dancing haha...it's not even the end of the year yet, and i already miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sa85Vzl4bwI/AAAAAAAAADM/1OT1HM1Efuo/s1600-h/l_44914f2f080142f18cd9f53adb50a8a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sa85Vzl4bwI/AAAAAAAAADM/1OT1HM1Efuo/s400/l_44914f2f080142f18cd9f53adb50a8a0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309525532482236162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c/o 09 for life =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2121935991594208919?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2121935991594208919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2121935991594208919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2121935991594208919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2121935991594208919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-fantastics.html' title='last FANTASTICS'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/Sa85Vzl4bwI/AAAAAAAAADM/1OT1HM1Efuo/s72-c/l_44914f2f080142f18cd9f53adb50a8a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-500523013967856321</id><published>2009-02-25T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:01:32.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASTICS</title><content type='html'>the last one with 09 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SaYhx8AKxVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N_fXBB0Qqy8/s1600-h/65xqw9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SaYhx8AKxVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N_fXBB0Qqy8/s400/65xqw9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306966352706848082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should go. if you're not going to dxc, or you're done early with dxc because it does get boring there sometimes x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch 09 show off their swagger for the last time together. trust me, you'll be surprised at what we're gonna do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-500523013967856321?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/500523013967856321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=500523013967856321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/500523013967856321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/500523013967856321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/fantastics.html' title='FANTASTICS'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SaYhx8AKxVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N_fXBB0Qqy8/s72-c/65xqw9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7078209100422130035</id><published>2009-02-08T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:52:44.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PCN</title><content type='html'>one word: awesome! i seriously love kapa ^_____^ we really lived up to the name. i only went to the practices the last week...it's all good though. they didnt really need me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day went like this. (expect a LONG post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the set up:&lt;br /&gt;day started with me going to target to buy drinks. went to the school around 9:40, since we were suppose to all meet up at the leadership room at 10...no one was there yet, so i chilled in my car. finally someone came, but it was just 2 freshmen...one of which threw an apple jack at me when i was at bong's house lol...i kept waiting, then finally ate kristen and kristal came, so i walked with them to the leadership room. bong was already there with a few other people. we moved all the stuff to the gym. road on the cart with the 2 couches on it xD it hella tipped over going up the ramp. we got to the gym...then jim called ate kristen to pick him up. so me, ate kristen, and jeffrey went to pick him up. went to jeffrey's house first to pick up his waltz outfit. then we picked up jim. "what the fork?" lol got back to school, started to set up for the cotillion scene. went to the leadership room again with jc and eijneb to get more chairs. set those up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run throughs:&lt;br /&gt;the first run though all i did was chill with scp x] hella bonded with most of them ^_^ then after that, a chain reaction occured...rawr alright, around 1ish reynard texted me and said he couldnt make it to sound check at 4, and he would be there an hour before he performs. it was cool with jackie and kevin. after he texted me, maryann found out cable car stars and am kidd wasnt coming till 6ish. i was pretty stressing about reynard, since he was coming from summit of faith and all that stuff. i spent like half the run through just moping around x] i sat on the bleachers, chilled with eijneb at the sound system, laid on the air bed, walked back and forth to the small gym just to calm my nerves down. i kinda calmed down at the second run though by practicing the cha cha with ate kristen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before showtime:&lt;br /&gt;like an hour before performance, went with maryann and andy to pick up CCS from the parking lot. they're hella chill :D after that, went back to the dumpster place to get the 2 recycling bins. i had to go to the bathroom...so i went...then nia comes in and was asking me about marissa's ticket, and i was like, "wth? what ticket??" gosh, i cant go to the bathroom in peace for 1 minute without people needing me x] few minutes till the skit, first we had a "prayer"...ellen making the seniors tear up rawr. then we had a pep talk with jc. good stuff. long story short, he said not to think about mistakes, not to worry about the people watching, and it doesnt matter if we do make mistakes because we're a KAPAMILIA!!! :D after that, i hugged a lot of people, calming their nerves down...and yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance:&lt;br /&gt;all went well. i hella laughed when ellen said "huh?" xD walked around backstage to make sure everything was in check. all good in the hood. chilled with andy for awhile. then i became the filipino hobo with a sign haha overall, it went great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intermission:&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes...waited for reynard in the parking lot. took him awhile to get parking. he finally did after 5 minutes x] he introduced me to his friend and gf. both were hella nice ^-^ took them through the girls locker room, fyi wondering how he got into the gym w/o anyone noticing...barely. maryann got them situated at their table. when they went to the bathroom, they walked backstage where everybody was, no one noticed them again...haha when they came back i was like, "everyone say hi to reynard!!" all the freshmen girls were going after him xD mariel was like "OMG!! I TOUCHED HIM!!!" hahaha then i went to set up the couch for the next scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance:&lt;br /&gt;all went well here. i cant really recap anything, unless you were there. actually, words cant describe how intense it was (scene 6-7) it was really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closing acts:&lt;br /&gt;good stuff. did some last minute switches with reynard and ccs...all good though. cant believe abrigo got the first uke xP cant believe so many people ran after reynard for a cd xD i was pretty much laughing the whole time. after reynard performed, i went backstage to give him a hug ^_^ thanked him for performing, then he went on his way. i watched ccs perform...so much better live. then i went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i have pictures of the skit. most of which are pretty blurry...the lighting sucked that's why. they'll be up soon. i'm editing a few, so it'll be nicer to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7078209100422130035?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7078209100422130035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7078209100422130035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7078209100422130035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7078209100422130035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/pcn.html' title='PCN'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-953351690119209357</id><published>2009-02-06T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:04:57.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY friday</title><content type='html'>no kidding. today was super crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: study with cire&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: test. easy stuff. after 2nd, there was some teacher outside saying to go back to 2nd period. everybody was like, "wtf??" turns out, someone had a seizure in zellner's class, and they needed the sidewalks to be cleared out...so yeah&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: talk about the difference between governments. then free period&lt;br /&gt;break: stand in the rain&lt;br /&gt;4th period: wordmasters...i never knew obama's speech was so freakishly long&lt;br /&gt;5th period: packet&lt;br /&gt;lunch: omg girl fight...seriously. 2 asian girls were going at each other. i dont even think they go to creek xD&lt;br /&gt;6th period: test...blah whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school: went to bong's house with kristen and kristal. waited for kevin to get there. when kevin got there, i went with maryann and ellen to pick up the sophomores at target. first we went to school to pick up josh. then we went to ellen's house for her to change. and then we went to target to pick the sophomores up. it was like a freakin' clown car x] we fit 4 people in the back row and 2 in the trunk. it's a good thing they were small xD dropped off josh at school again. then went to kevin's house to drop the sophomores off. went to mt. pleasant to sell tickets to ellen's cousin. FINALLY we get food at in n out. then went back to kevin's house for practice...mostly chilled and watched the run throughs...kuya jensen kept tickling me x] rawr haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better see you guys tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-953351690119209357?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/953351690119209357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=953351690119209357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/953351690119209357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/953351690119209357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-friday.html' title='CRAZY friday'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2238467760296125520</id><published>2009-02-04T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:49:52.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone's legal today =)</title><content type='html'>and it isnt me HAHAHA happy birthday cez ^____^ it was technically yesterday, with the time difference and all that, but w.e x] remember this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYobbVNzZtI/AAAAAAAAACo/QK2tEHmdXp8/s1600-h/312645955_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYobbVNzZtI/AAAAAAAAACo/QK2tEHmdXp8/s400/312645955_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299078067920266962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in the day when life was easy and fun...where all we did we kick back =) good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...was very short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: pop quiz =/ rawr...i really need to read the chapter now&lt;br /&gt;5th period: packet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm home...going back to school in a few...i have to learn the cha cha for pcn x] well, it's better than the tango for fantastics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a picture for all the hypebeasts out there that cry about getting their shoes dirty...but i need to upload it first =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2238467760296125520?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2238467760296125520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2238467760296125520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2238467760296125520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2238467760296125520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/someones-legal-today.html' title='someone&apos;s legal today =)'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYobbVNzZtI/AAAAAAAAACo/QK2tEHmdXp8/s72-c/312645955_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3673894205088559574</id><published>2009-02-03T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:17:34.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pilipino culture night</title><content type='html'>it's here!!! =) FINALLY!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYiYCO-HGvI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmZK9PUeXRU/s1600-h/PCN-Flier-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYiYCO-HGvI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmZK9PUeXRU/s400/PCN-Flier-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298652125747157746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the info is on the flyer. i better see a lot of people there =) i still got some tickets left to sell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3673894205088559574?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3673894205088559574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3673894205088559574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3673894205088559574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3673894205088559574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/pilipino-culture-night.html' title='pilipino culture night'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYiYCO-HGvI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmZK9PUeXRU/s72-c/PCN-Flier-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6870094908694691885</id><published>2009-02-02T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:26:07.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>really typical. yay for tomorrow and wednesday's schedule ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: umm...just talked about fantastics practice last friday&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: measured blood pressure xD hella funny stuff. 118/55 xP wtf?! then i tried to convince everybody to buy a PCN ticket. everybody;s reply was, "i dont have the money today. i'll buy tomorrow." yeah...it's all good ^_^&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: flip flops&lt;br /&gt;break: uggg...tried to hustle people x] for tickets!! haha&lt;br /&gt;4th period: boring...skeleton essay&lt;br /&gt;5th period: rawr...peter knows my secret to success in this class =/ all good. &lt;br /&gt;lunch: watch sc idol. good job everybody ^____^&lt;br /&gt;6th period: i'm not really feeling this class anymore. it's no fun =/ i want out really bad...but w.e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastics practice: most unproductive practice i've been to. no one taught anything new, no sound system, no cd...yeah...just hung out with FSU. most of these underclassmen are pretty chill, love it!! :D oh yeah, finally formally introduced myself to jozielyn x] it's funny, i've known her for a few years now, but we started talking barely today...weird haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tomorrow we'll do something new. i wanna learn x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6870094908694691885?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6870094908694691885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6870094908694691885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6870094908694691885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6870094908694691885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7409324199393735105</id><published>2009-01-31T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:35:27.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday recap</title><content type='html'>i'm tired of using initials, i'll just use names. i already exposed a few people with my pics so yeah x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: "do you know esther? are you her sister??" omg, it's the bajillionth time i've heard that over the past 5 freakin' years. &lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: watched house. very interesting episode.&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: nothing new...pop quiz...rawr so boring&lt;br /&gt;break: nothing new here either&lt;br /&gt;4th period: listened to my ipod and read, since i havent been reading&lt;br /&gt;5th period: worksheet&lt;br /&gt;lunch: photo room&lt;br /&gt;6th period: quiz. bombed the first question =/ how should i know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school: chilled with esther and eijneb. me and esther jinxed eijneb's film x] twin telepathy you know? :P&lt;br /&gt;fantastics practice: wow, as hard as kenn and van's dance was, i finished it and perfected it...somehow. brianna's routine should be interesting to watch =) i would do it, but i dont think my body can handle all that movement xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to iss kids: learn how to freakin' read. i swear, if i see another comment about my purple pigeons in the wdywt being fake, 'the swoosh is off,' 'the toebox is off,' or any of that...GAH &gt;.&lt; stupid kids (not you bay area fam, you guys are cool...it's just the other people who post and dont know how to read back on the pages.) don't assume, ASK! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, my p. pigeons are &lt;br /&gt;-MY EVERYDAY USE BEATERS. i use the to run, dance, walk, and everything else in between that involves my feet. &lt;br /&gt;-i beat them to death, and i dont give a rat's hat about it.&lt;br /&gt;-they're OLD. i bought them the FIRST MONTHS THEY RELEASED ON CCS. and with the everyday wear, THE PURPLE FADES. the swoosh, the sole, etc. that's why I RE-COLORED THE SWOOSH. UNFORTUNATELY, THE PURPLE SHARPIE, LET ME REPEAT SHARPIE, I USED WASNT THE KIND OF PURPLE THAT WAS ON THE SHOE. &lt;br /&gt;-the laces weren't from the p. pigeons originally you freakin' noobs. know your shoes. so dont be telling me that "the swoosh doesnt match the laces." I'M FREAKIN' AWARE OF THAT.&lt;br /&gt;-the toe box is explanatory. i walk like a regular person, so of course the toe box will be messed up. i dance too so don't be saying anything. go dance in your tiffanys and cry like a baby when they crease up like there's no tomorrow you freakin' hypebeasts. at least i wear my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;-again, with the everyday wear, i get creases. and with the creases, it makes the shoes look like elf shoes. I KNOW! i have pictures to prove it. and i don't really give a care of what you say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have SOOO much more to add, but i think i covered the main points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7409324199393735105?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7409324199393735105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7409324199393735105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7409324199393735105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7409324199393735105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-recap.html' title='friday recap'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7222684580801872896</id><published>2009-01-29T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:14:48.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday</title><content type='html'>1st period: i thought i came hella late, but apparently i didnt x]&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: notes on the heart =/ wonderful&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: watch a movie musical...i cannot take that video seriously. with the singing and the dancing...i feel like i'm watching hsm or something haha&lt;br /&gt;break: go to mr. k's room to eat popcorn with kd. i told mr. k that i was in pain from fantastics. he just laughed at me xD man, i miss him being my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;4th period: i was doing the chem lab for the most of it. the awakening is a big soap opera. married girl falls in love with another guy. that guy flirts with her. he leaves to go to mexico. she becomes emo. neglects her marriage, and throws her wedding ring on the ground, and tries to break it. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;5th period: do the calculations for the lab like 5 times before i got it right. &gt;.&lt; got an A though.  then went to ms. tran's room. good memories there...i miss that class so much too. wooly the mammoth xD and pookie the bear XD hahahaha good times...&lt;br /&gt;lunch: walk from ms. tran's room to the tree, to the bathroom, to the tree, to the leadership room, to the tree again, and to the leadership room again. -.- lots of walking going on...&lt;br /&gt;6th period: i fell asleep on accident =/ then i woke up. BORING x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school: well, all i wanted was for mj to get me tapioca express, but we end up going there together with aq and ad. me and aq were in the back of the car. he kept hitting my leg x] "WHISKERS, WHISKERS, WHISKERS! HONEYCOMBS, HONEYCOMBS, HONEYCOMBS! BUTT FADE! BUTT FADE! BUTT FADE!" haha after that we went to safeway to get water, but it was too expensive. so we end up going to mcdonald's for the water and aq's mcgangbang, or w.e it's called. then we came back to school around 2:45...walked around with aq for a little bit. ended up at the uquad...saw eb, ec, and aa. then went to the parking lot with eb and aq. aq was scared to walk me to my car, b/c he thought my mom would think of him as my bf x] not even dude...then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7222684580801872896?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7222684580801872896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4472664803551483770</id><published>2009-01-28T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:38:35.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as promised</title><content type='html'>pictures from yesterday...really random shots. a few were edited...not sure if you can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd period fizz...the filipino corner...missing mc though =[ i mean, she was there, but not in the shot x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEtV2aWI5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XzxkHw0-TMc/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEtV2aWI5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XzxkHw0-TMc/s320/IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296564490170934162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEtpla3yVI/AAAAAAAAABg/F5FGwKux9qw/s1600-h/IMG_1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEtpla3yVI/AAAAAAAAABg/F5FGwKux9qw/s320/IMG_1783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296564829207120210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vg...wrong focus &gt;.&lt; so unlike me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEuNioIWEI/AAAAAAAAABo/DPgiAl3f97g/s1600-h/IMG_1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEuNioIWEI/AAAAAAAAABo/DPgiAl3f97g/s320/IMG_1784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296565446932715586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eb...no caption needed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEvE7i3zgI/AAAAAAAAABw/qvAFEnHsWbE/s1600-h/IMG_1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEvE7i3zgI/AAAAAAAAABw/qvAFEnHsWbE/s320/IMG_1786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296566398514351618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj and jg again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYExqfZ5SyI/AAAAAAAAACA/6ghllt6sacg/s1600-h/IMG_1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYExqfZ5SyI/AAAAAAAAACA/6ghllt6sacg/s320/IMG_1805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296569242818792226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kb and rc talking before the fsu meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEx4Qb9IcI/AAAAAAAAACI/o2K93j0wOu4/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEx4Qb9IcI/AAAAAAAAACI/o2K93j0wOu4/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296569479319069122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jr and kd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEyGwZqI4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qlwjqH3dQqE/s1600-h/IMG_1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEyGwZqI4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qlwjqH3dQqE/s320/IMG_1808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296569728417538946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastics practice: kdc and vn's dance is so funkanometry...not in a bad way...it's just really elaborate =/ i left early, so i completely forgot everything. i just remember it hurt my back, legs, and every other part of my body xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4472664803551483770?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4472664803551483770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4472664803551483770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4472664803551483770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4472664803551483770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-promised.html' title='as promised'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SYEtV2aWI5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XzxkHw0-TMc/s72-c/IMG_1777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7749146262578821645</id><published>2009-01-28T17:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:07:26.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no subject</title><content type='html'>ignore that last post i put here...i just needed a place to vent...big time. i'm alright now, no worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures later ^-^ after i finish precal hw...tri is surprisingly repetitive and boring...idk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7749146262578821645?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7749146262578821645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7749146262578821645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7749146262578821645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it..it's been happening a lot to me lately. a good thing happens, i feel as if i'm on top of the world, nothing can stop me...then something happens, probably the most miniscule thing you can probably think of. it just throws off everything...i think this time frame is the most i've experienced this. i dont know if it's just senior year just sucks for me, but i'm starting to think so. hate it, hate it, hate it. &lt;br /&gt;so many problems...so little time to deal with all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well stay in seclusion for awhile so i can clear my head, which i think i cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;i've been sitting in my room for the past 3 hours feeling like ish, not doing anything. just homework, strictly homework. no play =/  hardly ever happens, it's just one of those occasions that when i feel really etchy, i do something to cover it up. call it emo if you please, without the cuts and physical pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent made one of these kinds of posts in a long time, just venting out. wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm probably taking this song completely out of context, but it's the only song that works out with how i'm feeling right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever really got to me,&lt;br /&gt;i can always turn the other cheek.&lt;br /&gt;could it be those days are gone?&lt;br /&gt;i could've sworn that i was strong,&lt;br /&gt;at least stronger than these emotions,&lt;br /&gt;that are taking over me.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i'm stronger than these emotions,&lt;br /&gt;that are taking over me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3148680795829744227?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3148680795829744227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-184450933570350579</id><published>2009-01-26T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:13:22.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>typical. happy chinese new year though ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: knee hurts like heck. couldnt really stand up right =/&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: attempt to make a heart...me and mv spent the whole period figuring out how to make flaps on the construction paper haha&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: talk about scandinavia and vikings...how fun&lt;br /&gt;break: talk about how we're gonna bid on kd at the CCC auction...and if we win, i buy her an azuki hoodie, while i get a shirt x] and we go to la vic's and buy the orange sauce ^_^&lt;br /&gt;4th period: 'i dont know.' ar took my shoe off to feel the fur x] gibson's ftw all the way&lt;br /&gt;5th period: did 2 problems from the packet, then watch a video about electrochemistry...the video explains it better than mr. hernandez for sure&lt;br /&gt;lunch: formed a BIG filipino circle...plus dv and aa ^-^ everyone was talking about something weird, while me, kd, and jr were singing in the ignorant corner with an uke &lt;br /&gt;6th period: it's the first time i got the warm up right on the first try...w00t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastics practice: omg i LOVE ca and mc's dance. filled with isolations, my speciality...yeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdywt:&lt;br /&gt;it was with my jeans obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SX5tbDpRfEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/eAXloQf0j6k/s1600-h/IMG_1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" 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caught up with all the dances today.&lt;br /&gt;with only 4 1/2 weeks of practicing, the rate we're going is pretty fast. 3 dances down already. yeee, cant wait to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today's day went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: talked to ce about random stuff. he brought salad for the st. mauro day party, but he didnt bring any bowls x] silly boy. haha&lt;br /&gt;2nd period: ate a lot of food :D omg mv...her eye is pretty messed up from her allergic reaction. i REALLY hope it isnt pink eye =/ or else i'm pretty screwed to get it too.&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: talk about rome and germany xD (i'm gonna use a name here, since idk his guy's last name haha) aj hates me for beating my purple pigeons haha "dude, you hurt me...what'd you do to your shoes? burn them?!" hahahaha he's cool for the new kid.&lt;br /&gt;break: pretty cold...&lt;br /&gt;4th period: supwitchu?! lol&lt;br /&gt;5th period: ewww, i hate chem now =/&lt;br /&gt;lunch: crazy stuff. sj threw his shoe across the bushes by the theater. dd went out and got it, and she tried to throw it back, but she hella missed and hit the bushes. after that, she threw it again and it hit the tree...funny part is, is that she's in softball xD&lt;br /&gt;6th period: mj almost had an anxiety attack over the verbal quiz. &lt;br /&gt;after school: talked to mj and ad about the gossip around church lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastics practice today was fun. we switched around a lot, from the leadership room, to outside the leadership room, to the u-quad, and back again. good ish though. during like the last few minutes of practice, met up with mt...yay for free gibsons ^_^ after that, did the dances all over again like 3 times, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3534106451981011747?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4219034406656385115</id><published>2009-01-16T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:14:28.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finals 3 and 4</title><content type='html'>were the most challenging out of the 4 finals i had this week...surprisingly, they werent all that bad. o_0 omg omg omg...yeah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE FINALS!!!! yeee no thinking of school for the next 3 days ^______^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTICS practice starts tuesday too ^-^ yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCN in a few weeks. i'm selling tickets...because kb told me so :P and i want to too. so just ask me if you want a ticket...i'll give you discount ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i just emptied my binder with all the papers and stuff that was in it...the stack is HUGE o____0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4219034406656385115?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4219034406656385115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4219034406656385115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4219034406656385115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4219034406656385115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/01/finals-3-and-4.html' title='finals 3 and 4'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2219713247917065121</id><published>2009-01-15T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:15:28.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>final number 2</title><content type='html'>ripped ^_^&lt;br /&gt;well, i missed 2 on the vocab, but hey it's still good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/3200127136_b029000563_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 722px; height: 28px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/3200127136_b029000563_o.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on my essay, i got a 6 =/ but it's all good because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/3200127172_02b8ba1bab_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 701px; height: 20px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/3200127172_02b8ba1bab_o.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned my C+, after weeks of hard work and reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3529/3199281563_20f3246e62_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 20px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3529/3199281563_20f3246e62_o.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeee ^______^ FINALLY i got my B back in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if my grade in precal can pull off a miracle and get a B- too, everything will be completely awesome... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals 3 and 4...get ready for me to shred you to pieces =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2219713247917065121?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2219713247917065121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2219713247917065121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2219713247917065121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SW14kqSvcOI/AAAAAAAAABI/6qhsOJfkeko/s1600-h/RATATOUILLE-443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SW14kqSvcOI/AAAAAAAAABI/6qhsOJfkeko/s320/RATATOUILLE-443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017708453720290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULT of final number 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3349/3198033118_c20740d0b0_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 717px; height: 18px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3349/3198033118_c20740d0b0_o.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considered it ripped and accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals 2-4 will hopefully be ripped too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-1791327025791346288?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/1791327025791346288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=1791327025791346288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1791327025791346288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1791327025791346288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/01/final-number-1.html' title='final number 1'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SW14kqSvcOI/AAAAAAAAABI/6qhsOJfkeko/s72-c/RATATOUILLE-443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-5452456495715246011</id><published>2009-01-11T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:56:36.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not feeling...</title><content type='html'>this week at all *thumbs down* finals week sucks. i dont mind wednesday and thursday's finals, since they're my easy chill classes. it's friday i'm worried about T_T precal just plain sucks and chem uis just too much work...i have an A in that class, but the thought of a final just freaks me out =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pics today. maybe on friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-5452456495715246011?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/5452456495715246011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=5452456495715246011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5452456495715246011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/5452456495715246011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-feeling.html' title='not feeling...'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-372835850204831357</id><published>2009-01-08T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:32:53.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/8/09</title><content type='html'>havent done this in awhile...since xanga actually. short recap of today before i start studying for precal and english -.- i shall use initials for people to keep them on the dl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period: chilled with the kids outside. eb tied me, and ce's backpacks together, and she couldnt untie them afterwards xD &lt;br /&gt;2nd period: notes on immunization. hella long. hand cramped up like crazy from all the notes...&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: study for 20 minutes, then a pop quiz. pretty easy. man, i wish econ were like precal...i'd be getting over 100%&lt;br /&gt;break: chill and talk to people. &lt;br /&gt;4h period: recap of heart of darkness. the story is interesting, now that it's over. lol omg we went all over the place talking about the story. from the bart shootings, to the story about the woman divorcing her husband for giving her his kidney to save her life...wtf??&lt;br /&gt;5th period: packet. GAH!!! -.- too much work&lt;br /&gt;lunch: photo room. kinda out of place, since i don't have photo anymore. i miss that class =/&lt;br /&gt;6th period: watch presentations, fix project. i officially hate kirby -.- try graphing him using only 12 types of equations...you'll see how hard it is.&lt;br /&gt;after school: tutoring. usual stuff. hella hope for at least a B- for the overall semester grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdywt. &lt;br /&gt;i dont like posting on ISS that much anymore...no fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/3116372599_33777435db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/3116372599_33777435db.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no actual pic of me wearing them. too lazy x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/3116372599_33777435db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7723078932978360722</id><published>2009-01-07T13:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:49:32.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>week before finals</title><content type='html'>is always the worst week for me -.- so stressed about precal and soon to be chem. o_0  i'll blog more later after i finish hw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdywt for the past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/3171512235_921b6d5222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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finals'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/3171512235_921b6d5222_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7355011971646304714</id><published>2009-01-04T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:24:25.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye break ;[</title><content type='html'>i really don't want to go to school tomorrow =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...recap from new years eve till today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years:&lt;br /&gt;the usual celebration. family reunited to eat a TON of filipino food. me and the cousins watched eagle eye. almost fell asleep haha. midnight came, didnt really feel like a 'new year', it just felt like another day where i stayed up. anyways, got presents. bunch of money ^_^ and 2 boxes of presents. one present was a button up from gap and the other was, you guessed it, my canon xsi ^_______^ hehe i was hella surprised too. because my dad was like, "you're not getting a new camera, you crazy??". so i was expecting like a disney x the hundreds shirt in the box, which i still want btw haha &lt;br /&gt;so i stayed up till 3 uploading pictures and figuring out the canon. that's it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan 1: &lt;br /&gt;lazy day. played with the camera most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan 2:&lt;br /&gt;this was the day when i was suppose to go to so cal. but w.e it was raining x] so i woke up pretty late. showered, and ate lunch...then i rushed myself to the library for the precal project. i HOPE we're finished with it. pretty boring. the guy at the cafe was baking cookies again -.- it made me so hungry. tammie kept going back and forth from my group to her group. she went dbsk crazy with christine's laptop x] then i went home around 3. got ready for the special gathering. then went to the church. after the service, i got reacquainted with kuya matt =) hella miss him... then i saw and hugged janelle =) i miss her too. then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;went to frisco. originally we were suppose to go to the academy of science at GG park. you know, the one that is impossible to get into? so instead of going there, we went to the golden gate bridge and walked it. took a couple nice picture...although, i wish i had a bigger lens. after that, went to japan town to eat. got udon again ^_^ haha i saw this one girl, (she looked like a hypebeast) with safety orange am95's and a kid robot backpack. i want it =X lol went to union square. basically i went there to go to niketown. nothing there. there was the CDP 3's (youth size) for 119. not bad, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;church. the usual. after church, hung out with ren-squared and ams. ren-squared especially. we got hella reacquainted with each other. omg, she's in physics and she's a sophomore o_0 AND she's taking ap physics next year! double o_0 i have one smart ading...i wish i were that smart lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i got some pictures from yesterday still waiting to be uploaded. i'll post it later...HOPEFULLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said before, i REALLY dont wanna go to school tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;it's official that i want EVERYBODY, and i mean EVERYBODY to go to creek's PCN. i've been saying this for a couple weeks now, but i just got the green light for one of the performers, who will FOR SURE be there. i'll give you a hint who the performer is...he's my relative ;) and he's the best right now for agreeing to performing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7355011971646304714?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7355011971646304714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7355011971646304714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7355011971646304714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7355011971646304714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-break.html' title='bye bye break ;['/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6095843160018094512</id><published>2009-01-01T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:59:32.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from nikon to canon</title><content type='html'>yeah, it's true. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3254/3155137587_e234fc2f38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3254/3155137587_e234fc2f38.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it ^_^ i cant put it down...here's some pictures i took with it so far. i need to take a trip to frisco, so i can REALLY try it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3219/3158140446_b54cb8c97d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3219/3158140446_b54cb8c97d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/3157317803_e609b5832b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/3157317803_e609b5832b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest i took were from my computer screen...hella serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3120/3158146798_2cbdb2943c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3120/3158146798_2cbdb2943c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3221/3158152310_404d688aba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3221/3158152310_404d688aba.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/3158156200_a296f50603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 313px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/3158156200_a296f50603.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last picture is from the movie speak. it's a REALLY good movie. i recommend you watch it if you're not busy. if you've read the twilight series, then the acting of the main character is EXACTLY the way bella acts in the 2nd book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6095843160018094512?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6095843160018094512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6095843160018094512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6095843160018094512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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you were filled with the ups and downs of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me some of the closest friends i have. &lt;br /&gt;thanks for taking away some of those friends.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the good times with my family. &lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the bumps in the road that seemed unbearable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me one heck of a struggle of school, both junior and senior year.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for my acceptance into 2 colleges i've been dreaming about going to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, thanks for all the memories that'll never be forgotten. meeting the CLOSEST bunch of friends a person can ask for (binhi, team malubay, team ailyn, team alva. i got you guys ;]), snowboarding on the highest peak of soda springs in february, performing in FANTASTICS and having my knee locked during a dry run in march, losing one of my closest friends, but keeping the friendship strong in june, performing for the anniversary program with all of CA in july...it'll never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;so, as the year ends at midnight tonight, i just wanted to say that i hope 2009 will be better, and will create the memories that lasts a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great new years eve everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-1457617559196774282?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/1457617559196774282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=1457617559196774282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1457617559196774282'/><link rel='self' 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cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/3134627184_cf2a939310.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one subject ruins my whole vacation -.- i'm suppose to go to aneheim this week, but nooo...rawr stupid project &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, this is just an excuse to make a post with a picture to test out if my template works or not haha) but it is true...supposed to be going to aneheim for the socal district GEM. could have met up with dana and all the other socal kids too, but no...so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2695049991708211297?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2695049991708211297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6606415681858840209</id><published>2008-12-27T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:31:07.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week of break</title><content type='html'>went by hella fast. dang...all next week is devoted to the precal project &gt;.&lt; i wanna drop that class sooo bad. either that or chemistry, which i don't need at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;went to mitsuwa with the fam to eat. omg they have HELLA good udon =) then we went to stanford mall, because we knew there was gonna be a lot of people at valley fair. it was okish i guess. didnt buy anything because yeah, no money yet lol i wanted to get a scarf from burberry, but even with the sale price, still expensive. i convinced my dad to buy me one of the hundreds x disney shirts. (for grad night to wear you know? lol) then we went home, watched the warriors game, accidently fell asleep, but according to my sources, warriors hella won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;went to mistuwa again to buy 10 dollar plates x] then went to valley fair. i swear, there is NOTHING there to buy. probably the next time i'll go there is to buy my bred phats or my north face backpack x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6606415681858840209?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6606415681858840209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6606415681858840209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6606415681858840209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6606415681858840209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-week-of-break.html' title='1st week of break'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7954295681765430707</id><published>2008-12-25T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:23:25.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry holidays</title><content type='html'>to everybody =) i don't say 'merry xmas' since i dont celebrate, so i say merry holidays ^_^ but hey, just because i don't celebrate, doesnt mean i love the whole spirit of the holidays. gotta love this time of year yeah? i do big time =) and it doesn't mean i love the holiday songs that play on the radio all the time, because i love those too hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, hope everybody's having a great holiday so far. i'll leave you with 2 of my favorite holiday songs. starting with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeLfuIzF6v8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeLfuIzF6v8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to hear this ALL the time on disney channel. what happened? it always set the mood for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pA8UHeoYHQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pA8UHeoYHQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk, i just like the song xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have an GREAT holiday everybody. here's a picture of a log burning x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/3134626070_02257b940b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/3134626070_02257b940b_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7954295681765430707?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7954295681765430707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7954295681765430707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7954295681765430707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7954295681765430707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-holidays.html' title='merry holidays'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/3134626070_02257b940b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-1801410511065539755</id><published>2008-12-24T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:15:29.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back...(random post)</title><content type='html'>remember sophomore year at the nonfire? when we took the 09 group picture? take a look: (credit to karen's flickr ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SVLeIiMUS-I/AAAAAAAAABA/V0R4GOknbVA/s1600-h/1981854388_2d72695d0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SVLeIiMUS-I/AAAAAAAAABA/V0R4GOknbVA/s320/1981854388_2d72695d0a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283529551057800162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look to the left. me and jackie knew the 'G' pose even before the jabbawockeez made it famous =) STEEEZZZ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry holidays everyone ^____________^ isnt my page more prettier without the big advertisement? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-1801410511065539755?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/1801410511065539755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=1801410511065539755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1801410511065539755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1801410511065539755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/looking-backrandom-post.html' title='looking back...(random post)'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SVLeIiMUS-I/AAAAAAAAABA/V0R4GOknbVA/s72-c/1981854388_2d72695d0a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6871963692144553789</id><published>2008-12-22T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:49:21.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grades</title><content type='html'>i'm 3% away from an A in physio, 1% away from a B- in english, and 6% away from a B- in precal. i'm so close to my ideal grades for the school year. it's freakin' crazy -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! more pictures from when i went to daly city yesterday afternoon. omg it was so cold and wet...(that's what she said) haha&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3230/3127751750_691c9698a4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3230/3127751750_691c9698a4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasterbation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/3126924387_9f9bc1c051_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/3126924387_9f9bc1c051_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod x reynard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3225/3126925287_09b0d5d4a4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3225/3126925287_09b0d5d4a4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple pigeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/3126926217_4e24ea11b4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/3126926217_4e24ea11b4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3268/3126927083_48baaa7541_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3268/3126927083_48baaa7541_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the legal type of graffiti =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6871963692144553789?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6871963692144553789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6871963692144553789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6871963692144553789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6871963692144553789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/grades.html' title='grades'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3230/3127751750_691c9698a4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6737018247551787260</id><published>2008-12-20T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:54:33.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good practice yesterday</title><content type='html'>and performance for c-dub. shows how much i miss those kids &lt;3 i can't wait to perform tomorrow =) it's my favorite part of winter vacation, besides new years and all that other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took some pictures, not really a lot. i was using a HUGE lens (18-200 mm) it's hard to get used to when you can barely hold it up straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the only decent ones i took with it. enjoy? :P&lt;br /&gt;ps, if for some reason i'm not aloud to post the pictures, i'll take it down right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and for some reason, i'm getting my car REALLY soon o_0 kinda weird, because i dont even have my permit yet xP oh well, i'm pretty happy hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, pictures =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3216/3123314977_618db5827c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3216/3123314977_618db5827c_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/3123314615_bbde5c927e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/3123314615_bbde5c927e_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/3124141632_862196082e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/3124141632_862196082e_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6737018247551787260?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/6737018247551787260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=6737018247551787260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6737018247551787260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/6737018247551787260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-practice-yesterday.html' title='good practice yesterday'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3216/3123314977_618db5827c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4411649533934983976</id><published>2008-12-18T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:11:04.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>silver creek high school's PCN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;even though it's 2 months away, i want EVERYONE to go watch our PCN. FOR SURE it'll be worth going to. trust me. there's gonna be a  couple of surprised guests =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4411649533934983976?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4411649533934983976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4411649533934983976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4411649533934983976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4411649533934983976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/silver-creek-high-schools-pcn.html' title='silver creek high school&apos;s PCN'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2507516539117507302</id><published>2008-12-17T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:17:27.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uv filter</title><content type='html'>took a bunch of pictures throughout the past few days with the filter i miraculously found on the d40 i shoot with. thanks dad :) never knew we had one till saturday xD it's freakin' awesome. still getting used to it though, some pictures i took are kinda blurry, but they looked perfectly fine on my screen. anyways, pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv/3109136868/" title="official by soul4soul_cv, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/3109136868_0b1c370a8f_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="official" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv/3117195722/" title="twilight series by soul4soul_cv, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3117195722_087c00269a_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="twilight series" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv/3117197706/" title="old spices by soul4soul_cv, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/3117197706_e3606353bc_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="old spices" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv/3117196406/" title="fitted by soul4soul_cv, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/3117196406_75ac897b6f_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="fitted" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more in the flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/soul4soul_cv/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2507516539117507302?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2507516539117507302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2507516539117507302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2507516539117507302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2507516539117507302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/12/uv-filter.html' title='uv filter'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/3109136868_0b1c370a8f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4653146396365616615</id><published>2008-12-13T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:36:09.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new start</title><content type='html'>ok, for sure i'll be using blogspot more. no lies. so, what's been happening so far? well, nothing really. same old stuff. school is the biggest...burden? at the moment, but that's no surprise really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i'm OFFICIALLY going to SJSU next year. i already got my 'admittance' email. i just need to turn in my transcript in july and i'm finished. i also got into east bay, but i can't drive there, so i'm not going there =( i feel bad too, they sent me a sticker and everything. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...i've been REALLY getting into photography nowadays. i mean, i was already loving it before, but now, i can't put down my camera. i'm actually trying to find some events happening so i can take pictures. anyone need a photographer? 100 pictures = $20 ^_^ such a steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've been popping and practicing better isos throughout the weeks. thank kaba modern (kaba 6), soreal cru, and supreme soul for inspiring me. so, if you see me at school doing some random moves, yeah...you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twilight is my new obsession xD zomg, edward cullen =) haha jk it's all about alice and jasper ^_^ they can bite me and turn me into a vampire any day ;D haha i can go on and on about them, but i won't. i still need to read breaking dawn =/ i have no time whatsoever to even read it. rawr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's basically what's up right now. be back with other updates soon =) oh yeah, tell your friends to add me. i finally figured out how to work this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdywt: half cabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3061/3094131110_6ea9dfa1e6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 319px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3061/3094131110_6ea9dfa1e6.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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start'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-6337697809558988147</id><published>2008-11-21T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:20:20.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>november 21</title><content type='html'>long time, no post huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, school year is pretty much dragging slowly. i feel like i've been at school for the longest time. i wanna get it over with already. graduate and go on to bigger and better things. step out of the cocoon of love into the lovely world of college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still stressing out with school work though. i'm really feeling the pressure of taking all the "academic" courses this year. it's driving me crazy =/ every night, i have homework for almost every class. i struggle every night to finish everything and actually learn from it. words cannot describe how much stress i'm going through every day. i see everyone letting the school year pass by like it's nothing. it seems like i'm the only one freakin' stressing over grades, worrying about tests, and all that wonderful stuff. it makes me so mad because i want to be care free too, but nooo, i can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish the school year can just end already. i dont really mind about the social part anymore, i can do that later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-6337697809558988147?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-4019221471345889797</id><published>2008-09-24T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:15:04.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>senior year</title><content type='html'>senior year...so many things i can say  with the past weeks i've been a senior. so much work, so much things to think about. lower class men that say, "oh, seniors have it so easy. they get to have 5 classes and then go home." pssh, they have no idea. even though some seniors take 5 classes, we still got more stuff to worry about. let's see...um, COLLEGE is a big one. applications, cal grants, scholarships, SAT scores, ACT scores, and on top of that, everyone wants us to get a 4.00 GPA. wow, no wonder all my friends that were seniors slacked off A LOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...other than academic stuff, homecoming is coming up! i wish i can dance with everyone. this is the FIRST year EVERYONE i hang out with will be dancing. makes me sad, because i can't dance. why? SATs...studying for them. can you imagine if i did dance? i would mix up dance moves with SAT vocabulary. that would for sure suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, overall...senior year has been an emotional roller coaster for me...grades went up...they went down..they went even lower...got up again...yup friends drifting apart...yeah...being emo status x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-4019221471345889797?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/4019221471345889797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=4019221471345889797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4019221471345889797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/4019221471345889797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/09/senior-year.html' title='senior year'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-7657359316122707232</id><published>2008-07-04T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:16:51.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanted to add...</title><content type='html'>every fourth of july has always been the worst day for me. every fourth of july, i always end up crying. it's been something i've been really used to for the past 4 years...this year isnt any different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like everyone here doesnt remember this day as a sad one, on the other hand...i havent forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've written about this before...so many times before, but i think it's time that i re-write what i think. because things change over time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were such an inspiration to me when you were here. you still are. throughout the past years, it hasnt been easy for me, no doubt. i've gone up with the toughest problems i've ever faced. i dont know how i got through them without the help of god. what else have gotten me through these problems? the answer is thinking of you...it really helped me, because i know you wouldnt have given up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're not gonna read this, the person i've been truly missing for the past 4 years...i just wanted to get this out because it's been burning me up inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said before, i truly miss you and i love you. i wish i can say it to you face to face, but unfortunately i can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-7657359316122707232?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/7657359316122707232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=7657359316122707232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7657359316122707232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/7657359316122707232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-wanted-to-add.html' title='just wanted to add...'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-3887841168642358589</id><published>2008-07-04T22:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:05:34.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>july 4, 2008 10 PM</title><content type='html'>i cant believe that i've held up for this long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you and i hope you're doing ok for this amount of time that i havent seen you...4 years...wow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-3887841168642358589?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/3887841168642358589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=3887841168642358589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3887841168642358589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/3887841168642358589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-4-2008-10-pm.html' title='july 4, 2008 10 PM'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-2042927715816077606</id><published>2007-10-31T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:39:37.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"for duty's sake"</title><content type='html'>i never realized until tonight when i was performing the fact that my duty in the church is so important to me. i mean, i've know it has, but it really hit me tonight when i was singing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what changed? after the earthquake yesterday, i've been really cautious on what i do. that was not a normal earthquake. a normal earthquake would have been a small rumble, but this was way way out there. it was a sign that our lord jesus christ is coming soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the intermission, i was praying so hard that there would be no more earthquakes. i really was. after yesterday's, i couldnt stand still anymore. i keep swaying back and forth and i cant stop it. i felt so helpless. swaying from side to side and then some. yeah, the earthquake really scared me silly. while i'm typing this, i'm moving around my chair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was singing 256, i felt the holy spirit in me. it was so strong. it also hit me that my duty means all the world to me. it's like...my life. i've said in the past that i dont really have a life, but my duty is really my whole life. it became my whole life in fact. if that earthquake really got in the way of my duty, i would repeat my performance until it didnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this duty means that i am closer to god. god watches over me night and day, when my parents arent around, when i'm sad. he's my guardian. if my duty were taken away from me, i would fight to get it back. no matter how long it takes, i'll fight for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this earthquake that happend yesterday, october 30, 2007 at 8:04 pm, has made such a positive effect on me and as well as a negative effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not like the fact that science tells us that this was the biggest earthquake since 89. i dont like the fact that i cannot stand still for more than a second. i dont like the fact that i have to spend every waking moment wondering if the ground it moving or not. all of these really bug me to death. despite all this, there is one thing that came out from this earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is that i have realized how much my duty means to me. when i felt the earthquake, it was during choir practice. it was a scary experience since i was under one of the chandliers when it started shaking. it looked like the chandelier was gonna fall off the ceiling. despite that, i kept singing till we got to the final 'amen'.  if that chadelier had fallen off, i would have been caught by it when it hit the ground. but it didnt. why? because of god's protection. there must have been a reason for the quake happening during practice. that reason for me is to realize that my duty is very special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inc memebers, never ever take your duty for granted. it is the most sacred thing you have. if you neglect it, who knows what will happen. look at me. i went to choir practice, a natural disaster struck, and yet i'm still here. which told me that my duty is very special for me. perform your duty with all your hearts brethren. you'll surely feel the power that i have felt tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-2042927715816077606?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/2042927715816077606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=2042927715816077606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2042927715816077606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/2042927715816077606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-dutys-sake.html' title='&quot;for duty&apos;s sake&quot;'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1540418156831074680.post-1041515533271546351</id><published>2007-09-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:58:40.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>if it's one thing i learned about school, it's the fact that it is very overwhelming. junior year so far to me has been filled with homework every single night, class work every class, and people changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where to start...i can understand homework being an issue for me and for other people as well. but it's only the 3rd week back, and 2 out of the 3 weeks, i've been working my butt off everyday just to finish every single piece of work that's given to me. i can't even take 5 minutes at home just to rest, take in the moment, and breathe. it;s like...something happened to time and it still hasn't hit me yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, did i mention that i haven't been sleeping right? oh man, with all the work i do, i dont have time to sleep. i swear, this is my schedule every single day. NO LIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon: school, home, homework, sleep&lt;br /&gt;tues: school, home, homework, choir practice, homework, sleep&lt;br /&gt;wed: school, home, homework, perform, home, homework, sleep&lt;br /&gt;thurs: school, home, homework, church, home, choir practice, study, sleep&lt;br /&gt;fri: school home, homework, out, home, sleep&lt;br /&gt;sat: somewhere for half the day, home, homework, sleep&lt;br /&gt;sun: church, home, perform, choir practice, home, somewhere for 4 hours, study, sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeat when necessary*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's the fabulous life of me. work-a-holic to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the only good thing that's come out of me going to school is mrs. voss' class. at least she makes english fun. despite the fact it's an AP class. she actually comes out and tell you that life hits you hard like a ton of bricks and you just have to deal with it and live through life and hope for the best. most kids that have her right now think she's scary, but i think she's awesome. the one thing though that i dont like is that we have to buy our textbooks at the strangest places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The long walks in story weather or through deep snows in the field and woods, if you would keep your spirits up. Deal with brute nature. Be cold and hungry and weary." Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ my favorite quotation so far that mrs. voss made us explain. even though it is a depressing quotation, it's the tells the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1540418156831074680-1041515533271546351?l=soul4soulcv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/feeds/1041515533271546351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1540418156831074680&amp;postID=1041515533271546351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1041515533271546351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1540418156831074680/posts/default/1041515533271546351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soul4soulcv.blogspot.com/2007/09/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>soul4soulcv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13274962126925819753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWRJC2jF9EA/SdWj3h36a5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i5pgelFmmOk/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
