<?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-6714485</id><updated>2011-11-03T22:57:07.315+08:00</updated><category term='body clock'/><category term='straight jacket feeling'/><category term='sem break'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='wicked'/><category term='week'/><category term='blog blog'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='beach'/><category term='Jalajala'/><category term='research technical writting'/><category term='moa'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='last day of school'/><category term='wysr'/><category term='ms. science'/><category term='fist day of school'/><category term='exams stressless'/><category term='Cash'/><category term='CEU science paegent'/><category term='study'/><category term='sportsfest'/><category term='sportfest'/><category term='Click 5'/><category term='701'/><category term='prelims'/><category term='FOB'/><category term='drama of my life'/><category term='sembreak'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Fall Out Boy'/><category term='shopping addiction'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='yikes'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='exams'/><category term='widom tooth'/><category term='whether'/><category term='school'/><category term='wish you were here'/><category term='school activities'/><category term='picc'/><category term='experiences event sport fest'/><category term='rain'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='starcity'/><category term='timezone'/><category term='running'/><category term='needles'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='trainning'/><category term='phobia'/><category term='professors'/><category term='first semester fourth year'/><category term='wwhhhaaattt???'/><category term='midterms'/><category term='burger king'/><title type='text'>Princess Sarah's Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>A medical student who doesn't know what she's doing and how she gets here. All she knows is one way or another she'll make it through. XOXO</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>796</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4261106218693501735</id><published>2011-11-03T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:57:07.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sem break</title><content type='html'>this is my second sem break in med school. and yes I still don't know how I&amp;nbsp;got here or what was I thinking enrolling in a med school! anyways I'm still alive and surviving. making it all the way through. class have been ok. experiencing 3 removals during the first year, 1st semester was terrifying but i do believe that it have to happen. maybe character building? anyways I've learned from it and I'm moving on. I'm taking a regular bloc section now. It's all the second year subjects and listening and observing how well my second year regular batch mates went, it's going to be one long of a rollercoaster ride. but like what the big countries do, highschool history and geogrphy taught us that big countries first observe their competition see what they're up, learn their mistakes and do&amp;nbsp;better. so far i've been observing what my future will be as a second year med student and its frightenning. I might have to go all&amp;nbsp;over the emotional roller coaster as last year but this year I know that I don't have to. I&amp;nbsp;now know that this year I have great friends, a room-mate&amp;nbsp;that I can always count on, I don't have to&amp;nbsp;be alone anymore plus I've done some advance reading. =) I've learn that there is no shortcuts in medicine. you just got to keep on reading. so with that wosh me luck on my Second year in med! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4261106218693501735?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4261106218693501735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4261106218693501735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4261106218693501735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4261106218693501735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2011/11/sem-break.html' title='sem break'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5072864116946737664</id><published>2011-03-06T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:03:04.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok so my last blog was last nov. 26</title><content type='html'>Reasons for not blogging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Currently since December I do not have laptop. Even right now I'm using my phone to blog &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Been busy, tired, out of words, uninspired to blog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)The internet connection here is super slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm here again at this point where the semester is almost done and finals are fast apprpaching. Tension and stress are starting to build up but I've been here before (last sem) and now i have to reflect back and start modifying my study habits. I'm a little well adjusted than I was then. I have great friends who became even greater. I'm not so much alone as I were before. I do believe that there is a reason why I became irregular and now I'm okay with it. though I think I do have alot of free time. I do not have Monday class so every weekend is a long weekend for me but that gives me time to study and review by myself. I didn't have that time last sem. A time for me and my books, notes and reviewers. It's not easy becoming an irreg. always out of place, discriminated but what makes it okay was knowing that you're not the only one. you just have to get through each day knowing that you're not alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5072864116946737664?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5072864116946737664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5072864116946737664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5072864116946737664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5072864116946737664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2011/03/ok-so-my-last-blog-was-last-nov-26.html' title='ok so my last blog was last nov. 26'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-426689730314545730</id><published>2010-11-26T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T03:29:26.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its 3 am</title><content type='html'>can't sleep cause I slept at 2pm and didn't turn on the alarm which led me to wake up at 10:30pm. till then I couldn't go back to sleep. I haven't been blogging much which means I get what I wish for. TOXICITY. yes I'm now starting to feel the pressure and stress building up. I have official become a hermit. Like I wasn't a hermit before but I was a sociable hermit. I attended basketball, volleyball game, movie date, outings like EK and Tataytay, med night, battle of the band,&amp;nbsp;pageant night, fashion shows, gala night, swimming bondings. Every school activities and friends outings, I was there, I was supportive. That was last semester. Now the very first activity the APMC held at Ateneo last week and I didn't attend. It started from there then as I overslept this afternoon I didn't get to attend Abbie's birthday at the Music house. I'm now boring and a loner. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-426689730314545730?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/426689730314545730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=426689730314545730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/426689730314545730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/426689730314545730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-3-am.html' title='its 3 am'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5812028559293555917</id><published>2010-11-16T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:18:20.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross Anatomy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why do I have to repeat the two most boring subjects in medicine? Anatomy and histology. It’s like taking history all over again in highschool and college. I was trying to review gross (anatomy) and micro (histology) and all I can think about is physiology!! Why? I don’t know. It’s not like I have big test on physiology tomorrow. No I have an anatomy practical tomorrow and I’m not yet ready and I don’t know why I can’t bring myself up to study for the exam tomorrow. Anatomy. Anatomy. Why don’t I like you? Knowing every little detail about you makes my head hurt but knowing every process and function of it physiology always leaves me with awe. I’m now attempting to write poetry on how much I dislike and like my subjects and this all due to that there’s no internet at the condo. Yesterday, finding out there’s no wiifii I dash to trinoma and over to coffee bean just so I can use to the internet Hey, I got my CFM assignment done there. Anyways while I was there I get to witness a generation of family and friends hanging out in the coffee shop. It was a nice view to see and now I thinking to going over there again but since December is on its way and I’m really tight on my budget I have to slow down and not spend. I’ve been spending and withdrawing whenever I go out so I lock myself at the dorm with all my books around me trying to get myself to study. Tomorrow is going to be my first lecture in anatomy yes my first and class starts a week ago. I’m not sure what the topic is going to be because they haven’t given out a curriculum schedule yet so I’m guessing if it’s Dr. Mendoza tomorrow 7am it’ll probably be about axial skeleton and next will be Dr. Banez he’ll probably discuss the appendicular but he didn’t lecture that topic last semester so he might dive us in to the shoulder region. And yes there’s practical exam tomorrow. I never enjoy gross anatomy practical. It’s very depressing because no one except to pass it even if you study really hard cause what they do is trick you in knowing the right answer when its wrong. Maybe that’s why I don’t like anatomy. During highschool teacher Victoria taught the least favorite subject in school. No it’s not history. That’s my personal least favorite subject. She taught Math. Now we all know that very few people yet alone kids especially in highschool likes Math. She kindda change the general perspective of Math, trying to make it simple. She once said, “Love Math and it’ll love you too.” I did try. I even scribble it on my notebook and a classmate saw it. It was embarrassing seeing me scribble I Love Math on my notebook when my grade in Math transcribe otherwise. But in the end it get better somehow and I manage to move into a higher level. See I don’t know what the lesson is in here. I might very as well scribble I love anatomy in my notebook. But the thing is I don’t have a passionate, nice and kind teacher who’ll do anything to change one’s perspective on things. To get one mind open to curiosity and hunger for more information. I don’t have those teachers anymore like in highschool maybe even some in college, in med school I have doctors. They tell you this and that and some with even less enthusiasm. They would go on and on with a particular topic and wouldn’t mind if anyone was listening or sleeping. In the back of my mind I’ll tell myself I’ll just read about it when I get home and in the end I never did. Maybe the reason why I don’t like anatomy that much has a little factor to do with the professors. In the physiology and biochemisty department, I can see that their professors one way or another care. I just didn’t see it in the human biology department and come to think of it I’m a biologist. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5812028559293555917?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5812028559293555917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5812028559293555917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5812028559293555917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5812028559293555917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/gross-anatomy.html' title='Gross Anatomy'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-2119644412968951845</id><published>2010-11-14T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:32:58.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patch adams</title><content type='html'>doing my CFM assignment. last&amp;nbsp;Friday&amp;nbsp;we were shown a film, "Patch dams" and were assign to write a reflection paper. given that tuesday is a non working holiday, i have a very long weekend.&amp;nbsp;Saturday,&amp;nbsp;Sunday,&amp;nbsp;Monday&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;off . Every week is sort of a long weekend since i don't have class on a&amp;nbsp;Monday.I was thinking what am I going to do with my long weekend?&amp;nbsp;perhaps go to a mall for window shopping which is very therapeutic, go to la messa eco park for a jog or sight seeing to clear my mind or just take pictures, my mom even suggest to go to paranaque, at least there's cable over there. well all that was banish and erase from my thought knowing that I have tons of work and studying to do. four days may not be able to be enough to cover it.&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;I spent the whole day reading Guyton. I finished just one chapter! Chapter 27! believe me it was an&amp;nbsp;achievement. For one whole day it was hard to open the book yet alone read and finish one chapter of the book. and I have many more chapters to read. For one whole day I stayed in the dorm, deliver food online and still can't get myself to read and finish chapter 26, 27, 25 and 28 for last week's discussion and advance reading chapter 29,30 and 31 for next week topics! Basically I'm screwed! plus physiology is not the only subject I have to worry about. I still need to master the bones Identify, laterality, parts! I have practicals on Wednesday and if that isn't&amp;nbsp;torturing&amp;nbsp;enough, I still have which I'm doing right and hopes to get it done at the end of the night before I go to bed, my reflection paper and assignment on CFM which is due on Wednesday. but still I consider myself lucky cause I have no class on Monday, which gives me a head start and advantage to do well. I do so hope that I do well, not only in a particular subject but to all my subjects. Back to the books and studying &amp;nbsp;=) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-2119644412968951845?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2119644412968951845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=2119644412968951845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2119644412968951845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2119644412968951845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/patch-adams.html' title='patch adams'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4082341866079006339</id><published>2010-11-09T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:59:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of class wasn't as scary as I expected</title><content type='html'>before coming to class I texted tin if I could sit next to her at class. nervouse much? she was at school with Paul when I arrived. there wasn't much who re-take micro as I expected. we were less than 40 in a class. the usual waiting for the professor to arrived about an hour later. we headed to the lab and had our first exercise for the morning. it's true, we have the tendency to slack because the exercise was repetitive but to ensure that doesn't happen, we would be having quizes and practical every meeting. so there's no room for slacking off. it was a very brief first day of class. my class ended at 10 and I have the rest of the day off. my schedule is very loose and I have alot of free time. still not sure wheater it is a good or bad thing. anyways I haven't fix my sleeping habit yet. I can't seem to be a sleep by 10. fortunetly I'm able to wake up early the following morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4082341866079006339?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4082341866079006339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4082341866079006339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4082341866079006339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4082341866079006339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-day-of-class-wasnt-as-scary-as-i.html' title='first day of class wasn&apos;t as scary as I expected'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5452370220365003811</id><published>2010-11-09T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:17:29.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of class</title><content type='html'>it's 12 am and wide awake technically my first day of school starts in 7 hours. nervouse much? I really need to get some sleep hope all things goes well later =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5452370220365003811?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5452370220365003811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5452370220365003811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5452370220365003811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5452370220365003811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-day-of-class.html' title='first day of class'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3092829886871388764</id><published>2010-11-06T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T01:14:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how can faith be so easy when you're young but gets difficult when you grew older?</title><content type='html'>I remebered the day when I was really young and I  used attend the session where it was held every Saturday during when mass would start and it would end just right after the homily. This was held so that children my age then would understand the gospel and homily better. It like cathecist during mass. well I remembered one time the facillitor asked all of us, "how could you believe when you cannot see?" I guess the gospel was about Simon didn't believe that Jesus has rissen from the dead. A boy about 12 then said, "we just believe. we didn't need to see. we just believe." and me then at the back of my head was thinking, "duh. we don't need to have to see. we believe already so why do we need to see?" my faith then was so great. Now I'm not so sure. I wish my faith was just as strong when I was 12. just when I needed it the most, it seems so far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3092829886871388764?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3092829886871388764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3092829886871388764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3092829886871388764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3092829886871388764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-can-faith-be-so-easy-when-youre.html' title='how can faith be so easy when you&apos;re young but gets difficult when you grew older?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5192777107229862891</id><published>2010-10-16T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T19:27:10.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith and marathon metaphor</title><content type='html'>its weird that i have a lot of faith on someone who i know will do well and people too have faith in me.. but i can't seem to have faith in myself. this journey to the second sem is unbearable! I have no idea what the future holds. It's been this way since the first day of class in med. I feel like I'm running a marathon where the finish line is graduation and passing the med board exam. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just started to kick off and yes I'm moving slowly, who runs at the start of a marathon? probably someone with stamina. I, unfourtunetly don't have that kind of stamina so I started things slow. I started so slow (Prelims) and I'm afraid that I may get way behind that it'll be too late to catch up so I tried to pick up the speed (Midterms) I'd sway and almost trip but I didn't. Then I'm trying to build up momentum (Finals). I really did try but instead I trip and fell on my face and hit the track  (removals) yup that's what it feels like. runner down. I don't if I should stop the race or get up and continue running?  I hear people cheering, to get up, keep moving but it isn't that easy to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts came rushing in my mind, maybe I wasn't suppose to enter the race in the first place. why do i even take part in a race? sigh i need counseling =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5192777107229862891?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5192777107229862891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5192777107229862891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5192777107229862891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5192777107229862891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/faith-and-marathon-metaphor.html' title='faith and marathon metaphor'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1236858883362879720</id><published>2010-10-16T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T11:38:43.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunch..  Writing for therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got to start forgiving myself. Failing 3 major subjects in med. It’s the MOST lowest of low moments in my life so far. I’ve taught of giving up, giving up in feu, I’ve taught about giving up med all together. Taking the removals feels like literally like what T’cher Lata would have put it, going to the butcher house and you’re a chicken. Being in court and pronounced guilty. I feel like I’m not good enough for med. I forgot all the reasons why I enter med in the first place. It’s like starring at my dreams slowly shattering right in front of me and I don’t know how long I can hold up. I just feel like going home and giving the situation, I can't =( all I can do now is review for the removals and do my best and if that is still not enough then well its not enough... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1236858883362879720?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1236858883362879720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1236858883362879720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1236858883362879720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1236858883362879720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/brunch-writing-for-therapy.html' title='Brunch..  Writing for therapy'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-76951302337044068</id><published>2010-10-03T08:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T08:31:46.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the a venue hotel</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is going to be well a really tough week but i guess it doesn't have to be i guess. i don't know. i'm not sure.. cramming? huh? yup i'm freaking out.. but there's a part of me that is so relax am i going to regret it..? i don't know its future sarah's problem haha been watching how i met your mother its cable TV!! hahaha shocks and free wiifii service here at the hotel hahaha its very hard to resist and its like the first i n4 months and i think a year in a hotel haha detox before the terrible week hahaha but at least my cold is getting better =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-76951302337044068?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/76951302337044068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=76951302337044068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/76951302337044068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/76951302337044068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-a-venue-hotel.html' title='at the a venue hotel'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1217504166643055632</id><published>2010-09-28T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:22:00.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after midterm and before finals</title><content type='html'>i've read my last blog and it was after the prelims exams.. and yes that was a very depressing moment of my life. Midterm was satisfying meaning to say i did ok.. but that's just it. I did OK. it was great to compensate my low great in the prelims. so far my minor subjects are safe. im worried about my major. its funny how the subject that we spent so much time in its so hard to get excel but subjects that we attend just for an hour a week, we excel. I know i did OK and I'm not sure if my OK is enough to keep me safe from removals. Reason why i don't want to take the removals is because i want to go back to Brunei this semester break. as i have said in college and to my mom, the reason why i don't want to stay here because it's very stressful. It reminds me everyday that I'm here to work my butt off. Brunei to me is my getaway from all the stress and anxiety that I'm experiencing right here. which is why I have to work my butt again for the finals to aim for no removals. hopefully then I can do more than just OK. I hope I'll be able to do great. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physio shifting this afternoon was very depressing. more so i was expecting to lift my low shifting score last shifting well it didn't go according to plan. I couldnt focus yesterday I dont know why. I even reviewed in starbuck. still I can't seem to concentrate.  anyways last monday first shifting gross.. so far so good. practical.. bleh the usual but was pretty proud of myself that it wasn't that low. hm. its going to be a week full of shiftings. tomorrow biochem and psychobio quiz, thursday micro and friday hmme.. after this week final..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited that the semester is going to end but the anxiety of judgement day is killing me. I pray that everything goes well for my classmates and I. I think I'm going to have a flu anytime soon ahhh choo.. oh no..         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1217504166643055632?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1217504166643055632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1217504166643055632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1217504166643055632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1217504166643055632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-midterm-and-before-finals.html' title='after midterm and before finals'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-8566290144190855692</id><published>2010-07-22T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:42:21.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging and shopping</title><content type='html'>they say that it's only the beginning. some say that the best way to cope is by blogging and shopping and I couldn't agree more! First year is suppose to be easiest then it gets tougher each succeeding year but why am i struggling? It's only my first year more so my first term. Dr. Velasco somehow cheer me a bit. He said something before starting his lecture, like its normal for first year med student to struggle. At least now I know I'm normal. He said that it's normal to get low grades during the first prelims and that we still have two long exams to go and that we could still catch up and "rise from the dead" Yay there's hope for me after all. I guess hahaha its been a depressing week. I really need study hard, not for anyone else but for me. I need to prove myself that I can do this. sigh wish me luck everyone. I do hope I know what I'm doing and I hope I do it well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-8566290144190855692?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8566290144190855692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=8566290144190855692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8566290144190855692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8566290144190855692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/07/blogging-and-shopping.html' title='blogging and shopping'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-84196112499793290</id><published>2010-07-21T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:26:16.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need help</title><content type='html'>I admit that I'm having such a hard time in med. I don't know if I could do this.. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know if what I'm doing is right. I just don't know! This uncertainty is killing me. I don't know when will be the day that I'll be able to figure this all out. I don't know if I'm ever going to make it. For now I'm just going to continue to review and study until all my hard work will be paid of or will it ever be paid? Over thinking certainly drives me mad. I'm just going to let go and probably just do my best and I'll just see where its going to lead me. I'm going to expect because it usually ends up to frustration and depression. I DONE depressing! I don't want to spend most of my life depress so like I said I'm letting go. Whatever happens happen and I'm just going to accept it the way it is presented. I'm going to be patient and I'm going to trust God that he has a plan for me and at the end of the day I will be happy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-84196112499793290?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/84196112499793290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=84196112499793290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/84196112499793290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/84196112499793290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-help.html' title='I need help'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4574228751247600587</id><published>2010-07-01T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:48:13.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blast from the past</title><content type='html'>I was reviewing for microscopy at starbucks and came across the chapter in the epithelium and how medication sometimes needed to be injected in. I can't help but reminisce. I was in and out the pediatrics most of my childhood years. you can say that its been the most exciting part of my childhood years. I remembered as a kid, the nurse used to tell me it won't hurt alot, just a like a little mosquito bite before giving me an injection. I trusted her and you know what? she lied! It hurt really bad! Fortunately the pain didn't last long. It didn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered, was the nurse lying in order to prevent the trauma before the shot or she was just easing me through the fact that, "why make a big fuss and worry when the pain is going to be quick and short-lived?" I wonder if she had told me that the shot was going to be very painful, it will scar me to life and perceive getting an injection will be forever be painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow relate this one moment in my life to me taking up medicine. Yes, it is hard and very painful! but it is short-lived. I will not last long! Have the medical professors scared us for life by saying its going to be tough and hard to pass through medicine? Will we look back and say I would never want to go through that again? or will we say to ourselves, we were such babies, i wonder why i had such a hard time in the first place?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mater what the outcome is, we all have been injected, we all feel the pain but the pain IS going away and like that injection I had when I was a child, it was very painful but it was necessary! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4574228751247600587?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4574228751247600587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4574228751247600587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4574228751247600587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4574228751247600587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/07/blast-from-past.html' title='blast from the past'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-2952890503012137270</id><published>2010-06-28T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:55:37.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>procastrinating and cramming....?</title><content type='html'>why do i feel so lazy today...? my brain is telling me to work my butt off for tomorrow's physio unit exam while my body is telling to relax! is this one mechanism of my body telling to chill in order to remain sane for the rest of the semester?.. last week i work my butt off and i hardly get any sleep. this morning i think i catching a flu and was little light headed. I guess I'm now use to the trill of having to make up in the middle of the night to study? I'm suppose to feel lucky that i wouldn't be cramming but no matter what i do I can't seem to open my book and start reading.. I feel like i know everything there is to know and at the same time i fell like there's so much still i do not know.. how do one master topics in a particular subject? they say repetition is the key.. honestly truth be told, I do not know what I'm doing.. I don't know if my study habits are working.. Unfortunately my study habit in college doesn't work in medicine. They say I'm still adapting.. well I better adapt fast!.. need to wake up early hopefully then my brain will reach threshold and fire an action potential.. right now still in local potential..  haha its physiology!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-2952890503012137270?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2952890503012137270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=2952890503012137270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2952890503012137270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2952890503012137270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/procastrinating-and-cramming.html' title='procastrinating and cramming....?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-8785032301441023987</id><published>2010-06-27T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:33:55.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>medicine</title><content type='html'>medicine is hard! Very hard! alot of people I know have gone and out with medicine. some wants to be one but do not think they have it takes. some are even afraid of the word, "medical school" life in medicine is hard! but why do we enter into medicine? are we crazy? is it for the trill? the high? the challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go in for the challenge... If medicine is a person, he sure is playing hard to get! Why is it that everything we do never seem to satisfy medicine? Nothing seems to be never enough. I need a new strategy on how to woe medicine. As for right now im still not giving up. I may have my down momments, the low grade in quizes and first shiftings but I'm moving on. It's still not my 100% and I'll show you my 100% and if its not even enough then i'll give you my 110% like in the physiology of the cell, if one cell can't do it, make it two! If two can't make it then make it 3 and numbers goes on and on. This is just the begining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just the caffine talking! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-8785032301441023987?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8785032301441023987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=8785032301441023987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8785032301441023987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8785032301441023987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/medicine.html' title='medicine'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3167966701387524345</id><published>2010-06-04T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T03:07:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sick and orientation</title><content type='html'>last two days ago right before i transferred all my stuff to my new condo-dorm i got homesick. I was all alone in this big place. there was no entertainment to keep me company and i was bored and all i could think about is how much i miss my family and that i was there in brunei with them. i kept crying all night and even though my mind told me to stop crying and just go to bed, i couldn't. my heart felt heavy and the tears just kept coming. I taught i was going mad! and med school hasn't started yet =p so this is what it feels like.. to be homesick. it is pretty depressing which i pray would not happen to me in the near future again. i was an emotional wreck. i have to sleep at steph's dorm so that i could get some rest. it was a very terrifying experience. my friends are wonderful. they help me alot through this depression and owe them all my love. my family are exceptional. I love them with all my heart and soul. they are the greatest family ever and i'm grateful for having them as my family. Its funny when you're in trouble and the family would just fix it for moment. its amazing. I thank god especially for all this for giving me such wonderful people in my life my family and my friends. lord i lift up to you everything and all my concerns and problems. I feel so blessed. anyways its 3 am in the morning and i have orientation later at 7. its not that im homesick which is why i couldnt sleep but i guess its because im excited =??? i cant wait. will blog about it soon and i miss everyone. i love you all. thank you for being part of my life and my support system. i am forever grateful. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3167966701387524345?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3167966701387524345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3167966701387524345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3167966701387524345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3167966701387524345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-sick-and-orientation.html' title='home sick and orientation'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5434656832691837342</id><published>2010-05-29T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:15:05.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>earning a living?</title><content type='html'>A lot of drama in the previous post. Ahm not officially a med student yet. Classes haven’t started but I’m nervous and excited all at the same time. I’m psych! Ate Meryl texted: MSC update: June 4 freshmen orientation and June 7 start of regular classes. Yay! I can’t wait for school to start so that I have something to do. I feel like I’m in a house arrest. I could get out of the house but first and foremost it is pretty hot outside and I don’t need a sauna. I think like that so the heat won’t get under my nerves. My brother and sister describe it as being inside an oven! So not really a tempting way to get me out of the house and secondly if I go out it means I need to spend! I’m trying to cut back on my spending just seeing my tuition fees for the first semester, I taught to myself, “I better not screw this one up!” I don’t mind studying “again” technically I must be out of college but most of my high-school friends are still studying so I’m not jealous of people who are my college batch-mates who are working and earning their own living like right now. When I was little I wanted to work so I earn money and buy anything I wanted. I think about being a cashier, a waitress, even as a flight attendant a.k.a. stewardess. But as I get older I dream a bigger dream. I dream about being a doctor and when I found out that it’s going to take 10 years in college, there is just no going back. I taught after high-school I would enter into a medical school straight until my parents explained it to me that I need to take a 4 years pre-med course then go into a medical school. Oh, well, my dream of earning my own money and living will have to put on hold =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5434656832691837342?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5434656832691837342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5434656832691837342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5434656832691837342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5434656832691837342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/earning-living.html' title='earning a living?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-996132083146921898</id><published>2010-05-26T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:22:28.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo..</title><content type='html'>somehow I wanted school to start so I could keep myself busy.. I'm a very active person so I get bored easily. I'm excited to go to med school and see what it has to offer to me and at the same time I'm nervouse. I know there are alot of people out there who believe in me and that I could conquer med school. I wish I could see what they see in me. they believe in me and now I have to believe in myself. I wish I don't dissapointed them and that I'll do my best not to displeased them. you know who you are and I love you all. thank you for all the advises, wishes, hopes, encourgements, love, and in simply listening and believing in me. it's now up to me. I've come this far and I'm not giving up. not now. not ever. I sound like i'm heading to war. it's just that I know people who went in med school and didn't make it. I know it's going to be hard. I expect it to be hard. in high school, Teacher Lata, a great teacher who always told me I have the potential to be great. It's there. It's in me and I know I can be great and I will be. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-996132083146921898?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/996132083146921898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=996132083146921898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/996132083146921898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/996132083146921898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/emo.html' title='emo..'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1254854328624262312</id><published>2010-05-21T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:54:40.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complain much?</title><content type='html'>arrived in the Philippines and as soon as I step outdoors going to the passenger waiting area, breathing Philippines' air,  I started complaining, "it's soooo hot!" I expected it to be hot cause before we left the airplane the pilot annouced that the current temperature was 32 degrees and I was thinking it's 30 degrees in Brunei when it's in the afternoon 27 degrees at night so even at night the Philippines is hotter than brunei's afternoon! how much more the temperature of Philippines in the afternoon???! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a month I've been living in a refregirator so to speak and now that I'm out of it I'm not used to it and I feel like I have to whine about it every second just to take my mind out of the heat. it's sooo hot! why o why?! if you know, don't explain it to me because I also know why I just feel like whinning and I'm complainning because I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a very patient person *ahem* when it's cold and nice and warm but with this kind of weather trust me, I'm going to explode at you if you make me feel even the slightest irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I got home I watched the news and PAGASA reported that the rainy season will arrived somewhere in the middle of July, "that's just great! we have to wait for another month!" I thought sarcasticly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh oh vell! I just have to pass this season by hoping and praying that I wouldn't have to encounter me exploding at someone or vise-versa. I just have to take it in, there nothing much I can do (how about doing a rain dance?) and act gracefully then later complain about it by blogging =p I hate the current weather in the Philippines!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1254854328624262312?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1254854328624262312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1254854328624262312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1254854328624262312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1254854328624262312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/complain-much.html' title='complain much?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5406801793774150892</id><published>2010-05-18T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:58:25.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to miss the rain</title><content type='html'>I thought I just blog. it's the last hour then I'm off to the aiport. I checked the weather of the Philippines on my iPhone and it's going to be hot hot and hot! I'm so going to miss the rain! =( I'm going to miss the 24 HR air condition room, 37" flat screen tv, the food, the church, the place, astro  and ofcorse my parents. I had great time, It wasn't what I expected, it wasn't what I wanted but it was what I needed =) will blog more but right now I got to go.. bye bye bruneiland =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5406801793774150892?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5406801793774150892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5406801793774150892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5406801793774150892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5406801793774150892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-going-to-miss-rain.html' title='I&apos;m going to miss the rain'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1869268034508827535</id><published>2010-05-16T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T06:21:50.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually</title><content type='html'>I have so many things to blog about and I'll start a day at a time. I've been reflecting because I've been going to church everyday and now that the novena of the holy spirit has started I get to reflect more about my life, mentally, physically, emotionally and mostly spiritually. Most of my friends and batchmate are aboard as in not currently in Brunei, some like anne Marie will be coming to Brunei on June cause that's when summer ends in the uk but by that time I'll be no longer here cause thats when school starts in the philippines and some like bob who's in Brunei but at seria and is busy with exam and everything school related and Nick went to seria to go teach, Mae left but atleast I get to spend some time with her and she was right.. its so hard to go around brunei if you don't have a car and if you don't know how to drive. it's hard to take the public transportation here. so basically the timing of my arrival to Brunei is not a good one. anyways I haven't been out of the house much. basically I go out of the house to go to mass and thankfully the mass starts at 6pm on the weekdays and 6:30 on Saturday and 5:30 pm mass on Sunday which means that I don't have to wake up early and it's not too hot to go out of the house =) by now you probably can tell that I'm being a bum cause I don't wake up early or in the morning in some cases. that's the life without an alarm clock! I sometimes overslept and get a big headache when I woke up.   though my timming of coming back to Brunei is not a great one, considering the circumstances it's still the best vacation ever cause my get to spend it with my family even though my brother isn't around, he's still in the Philippines because his new passport isn't ready yet so he doesn't have one and couldn't fly, I get to spent it here in this beautiful and peaceful country which I called home for 17 years ever since I was born, I get to go to church and pray everyday and pray the novena of the holy spirit, I completed the 9 days novena last year and sadly I couldn't complete it this year because I'll be flying back on it's fifth day =( again wrong timming! but at least when I go back to the Philippines I'm spiritually rich and armed. my mind has been blank and cleaned for a month to absorb the upcoming and harsh details and facts that medical school has to throw at me. yes I'm expecting the worst. at least I'll be prepared. so that covers the spiritually and mentally side. for the physical side i've been eating well. my parents has been serving really great food ever since I got here and I do miss especially the food in Brunei when I'm away. I get to eat Singapore chicken rice, Nasi lemak, nasi katok, satay, murtabak, dim sum and get to eat at escapade! I've been eating salmon and I couldn't eat that in the Philippines cause I heard it's expensive and hardly see it in the supermarket heck I hardly go grocery when I'm in the Philippines. it's all about fast food there so me being here is like a cleansing process where I get the nutrients I need and the vitamins by having alot fruits at home and slowly finishing them while watching tv. for emotionaly as usual, dead. I try not to get emotionaly involved even with myself it's the one area that I'm the least comfortable about. emotionally I would like to think that I'm fine =) my days in Brunei are numbered! =s         &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1869268034508827535?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1869268034508827535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1869268034508827535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1869268034508827535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1869268034508827535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/mentally-physically-emotionally-and.html' title='mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5820666941895177127</id><published>2010-05-13T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T01:03:50.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought I just blog</title><content type='html'>since I couldn't sleep and usually that's when my brain is active and I think alot about random things and forgets them once i go to bed. it's been 3 weeks since I arrived in Brunei and I wasn't excited to leave either was arriving back to Philippines. when my parents asked me if I wanted to extend my stay here in Brunei I couldn't respond with a yer or a no answer instead I told them any will do and that I'm okay whether I extend or not. anyways there nothing much to do here but the life here is so relaxing and easy =) plus it's hot in the Philippines =p and the electricity and water rate is so expensive not to mention the gasoline! but I guess one thing than I love about the Philippines are the malls and wide range of stores and restaurants to choose from. anyways I have less than a week here in Brunei and I'm just gonna make the most out of it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5820666941895177127?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5820666941895177127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5820666941895177127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5820666941895177127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5820666941895177127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/thought-i-just-blog.html' title='thought I just blog'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1338888878785399977</id><published>2010-05-05T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:35:15.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions</title><content type='html'>right now I'm watching CSI, surfing the net and blogging! Originally I have a task to compose an openning and closing prayer for an event and formatting a powerpoint presentation. sounds like school all over again. staying up late to complete a certain project but no this is not school stuff. I'm actually doing a favor and I have to complete it by tommorow morning and as usual got distracted with a few things. I have the whole mornight to complete it and as a perfectionist, perfect it. better go back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1338888878785399977?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1338888878785399977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1338888878785399977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1338888878785399977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1338888878785399977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/distractions.html' title='distractions'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-620772059114456387</id><published>2009-10-31T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:31:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The following takes place between 8pm to 9 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The family is watching 24 hours the series while I tried to connect to the internet broadband. I’m using globe tattoo broadband and due to the “typhoon” the signal of globe is fluctuating which makes it harder to connect and upload pictures. Since my phone is also globe my phone is useless. It’s been ‘check operator service’ all day till battery dies. I’m shifting to smart. In provinces the signal of smart is pretty good. Steph and I doesn’t have signal so our parents couldn’t contact us instead they contacted tita who’s a smart subscriber and the signal is really good. Originally I’m using a smart sim and switch when I was in third year college because my fellow co-officers are globe sim holders. I still keep my smart sim might switch back soon =)hehe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways enough about what sim to use. I’m actually here at the province where my mom grew up. The city is way too toxic! Everything there is always a rush and you’re always racing against time. Here is pretty simple. People here sleep at 9pm and wake up at 6 which is pretty odd to me because they get to sleep that early! Plus they complete the whole 7 to 8 hours of sleep routine. No wonder they’re so relax and calm compare to the people leaving at the city which is why I like it here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kindda take my mind off that I have a mind quest on nov9-10, nmat mock exam on the nov29, nmat exam on dec13 and thesis plus other school stuff to worry about. I know I’m whining. I do that often. Get use to it. Part of me wants to screw the mind quest take some of the work load off my shoulders but I can’t. That’s just not who I am. Letting down my prof is just not me and it’s not that I love the pressure, I don’t. It’s just sometimes I really need to be pushed. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-620772059114456387?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/620772059114456387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=620772059114456387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/620772059114456387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/620772059114456387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/following-takes-place-between-8pm-to-9.html' title='The following takes place between 8pm to 9 pm'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-8778141027908896039</id><published>2009-10-25T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:03:16.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first semester fourth year'/><title type='text'>At home now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At home &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Last semester was one of the busiest and tiring semesters of all semesters I’ve ever experience. First of all there’s thesis. Even though I avoided being appointed president of the science club the second year around, I became the USC COMELEC, Science and Technology representative. It was a really fun experience since it was the first time that the university introduced electronic voting which is pretty cool because I love computer programming and I learned a lot from intranet and encoding candidates and voters. I guess if I could get a second course it would be computer science plus I get to bond with my other COMELEC-mates really well. I keep getting into positions that at first I really don’t have great knowledge or experience about but hey as they say, there’s always a first time for everything. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Activities of Science and Technology: Since Dionne is the President of the School of Science and Technology Student Council, we, her classmates are full-support with her activities for the school. Freshmen Orientation, I chair the certificates. The Science and Technology week I get to chair the certificates but this was simultaneous with the organization elections so I didn’t get to help as much as I could with the exhibition at the Student Activity Center. I was more focused on the elections. Talent explosion, I was the invitation chair. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Science Club. Even though I’m no longer an officer I still do help out in the organization. The 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; General Assembly, I was the Certificate chair and made the opening prayer video. KKK was the invitation chair and I get to go to ABS CBN broadcasting station to personally give Kim Atenza his invitation. It’s was really cool because during the event we get to play with his “pets” I especially love his pet snake! Pictures at facebook. As you might have notice, invitation and certificates are my specialty! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I passed PLDT Ventus interview but I’m much closed minded about it. It’s an opportunity to work at a call center, earn a lot and has many benefits. I’m focused to getting into med school so working at call center is a no no.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I get to experience being a contestant of the English guild speech festival. It was very impromptu because I get to deliver an impromptu introduction speech plus I was informed a day before the event.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do have more than 24 hrs. I was informed in the morning and the event was on the afternoon the next day. The preparation was definitely less than 24 hours. I’ve blogged about this at my multiply and friendster blog site. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;As always we are prepared to exhibit and promote our course BS Biology and CEU to students who are graduating from high school at the SMX Center. We prepared Acapulco ointments to give away and I get to somewhat “host” during the event by inviting people to come and check out the CEU booth. Pictures at facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Just recently I attended the job hunting seminar and it is fun dressing up in corporate attire. This is my roommate, EJ, specialty. I remember during just our first year, they were required to wear corporate attire once a week since their field is more on the business side. I don’t really see myself using this type of attire because I usually visualize myself in scrubs and rubber shoes. I have been using corporate attire since last year, it was my first time being a student leader and I have to attend various leadership seminars from all around the Philippines more like just the Luzon area =). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Right now I was recommended to join the mind quest competition which is a shocker to me. I’ve never expected to a contender. It is in cooperation with the Science Club so I expected to be in the working committee. Unfortunately since I’m a contestant I’m not allowed to be in working committee. Louie planned to put me in certificates hehe. Again, Program and Invitations or Certificates! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;This sembreak I’m reviewing my thesis, NMAT and now additional mind quest. Sigh! Wish me LUCK next semester. I so badly need it! There you have it. The highlights of my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; semester of my fourth year in college!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-8778141027908896039?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8778141027908896039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=8778141027908896039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8778141027908896039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8778141027908896039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-home-now.html' title='At home now..'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4155339162275714994</id><published>2009-10-25T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:32:34.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a long semester..</title><content type='html'>my last blog was on may 2009 which means that i haven't been blogging since that start of semester and this shows how super busy I've been plus the wiifii at the dorm blocked blogger and blogspot. i guess the admin watched too much gossip girl! Anyways sembreak is here. actually they started a week ago but our final exam was postpone till last thursday and we had a job hunting seminar plus i had nmat (national medical admission test) review. my laptop battery is currently low and there's no electric outlet here in starbucks so I have to go and will probably continue blogging at home... =) till then =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4155339162275714994?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4155339162275714994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4155339162275714994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4155339162275714994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4155339162275714994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-long-semester.html' title='its been a long semester..'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5912311893189924163</id><published>2009-05-27T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:47:46.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days and counting</title><content type='html'>I know.. I'm counting the days when my summer vaca ends and school starts. excited? not really more like anxious. just been thinking about stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Year Resolution? a girl can try =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt;. this has always been a bad habit of mine from the start. So this school year ill TRY (cause I wont guarantee i'll be able to this) not to pile up assignments and doing "last minute" reports. Even though I'm getting better at it. Most of my prof can't even see the difference between my last minute work with ones i did a week before. I meant the last minute literally one minute before submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;low profile &lt;/span&gt;inside and outside the classroom. like this is going to happen. This is why I've asked J to buy a baseball bat and hit me on the head really hard if i ever run for a position. (this include, year level, organization and council). I dont mind class officers. I cant avoid that one. We're minimal as a section so everyone gets a position in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt; on getting our (apple and dyna included) thesis done. I know I'm making a big deal about it but i  don't want it to be an ok thesis. I want our thesis to be a great thesis. plus last year batch of bio hardly finish theirs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. learn how to say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO &lt;/span&gt;on appropriate scnenario. I know sometimes (ok! all the time) I can't say no. I can't help it. I'm a people pleaser. sometimes even if it kills me a little i still do people favors. A little bird once told me, I can't please everybody and people would have to just deal with that. I'm not sure if ill be able to deal with it myself. knowing people is depending on me. oh vell they'll just got to find somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. last but not the least be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; with everything you do cause what's the point if you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it my 5 2009-2010 school year resolution. I'll keep you updated if i give in to any of this 5. I just hope i dont give in in the first semester alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5912311893189924163?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5912311893189924163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5912311893189924163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5912311893189924163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5912311893189924163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/12-days-and-counting.html' title='12 days and counting'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3565499768584519796</id><published>2009-05-20T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:10:02.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Lambert vs Kris Allen</title><content type='html'>Its that time of the year where my mom, dad, steph and me place our "bets" on the two finalist of American Idol. We have been doing this since season 3 with fantasia and dianna. My mom and I seem to have the same taste and choice of finalist. last year my mom and I's picked was David Cook while steph and dads' choice was Archuleta. Lets just say Dad have treated us at Coffee Bean and foot the bill. This year we decided the treat will be at Fratinis. Steph and I have different views and taste when it comes to the last two finalist so its very rare for us to have the same choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Steph and dad choose Adam lambert and I really like Kris Allen from the start. Lets just say I'm a suckker for guys who plays the drum, piano and the guitar plus he sings very well too. Adam Lambert is very talented. He could hit the high notes like no one else and I love his aerosmith performance "cryin" i love the chorus and how he sings it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was cryin' when I met you Now I'm tryin' to forget you.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Kris Allen have stolen my heart when he goes acoustic and sang his version of Kanye West, "Heartless". I couldn't get that song out of my head after his performance. Another performance that I love was when he was on the piano and sang "Ain't no sunshine". It was B-E-A-U-tiful. I was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure who's going to win this year's american idol. They're both extremely talented. I'm just wondering who's going to set foot on the bill when we go out to Fratinis =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3565499768584519796?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3565499768584519796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3565499768584519796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3565499768584519796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3565499768584519796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-lambert-vs-kris-allen.html' title='Adam Lambert vs Kris Allen'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3715675220000554388</id><published>2009-05-08T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:04:24.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><title type='text'>food for thought?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Grapes from australia, apples from new zeland, oranges from US and organic salads? just some things that I miss eating while I'm not here in Brunei and out of care from my parents. In the Philippines, my life is almost a routine every weekday i wake up in the morning, skip breakfast, eat lunch in school or sometimes when we're not broke or not busy we eat at the fastfoodchains outside the campus.. usually at McD. Since class ends at 6 and usually we stay overtime so after school is dinner. It's either Jollibee, KFC and McD. No doubt, everyday I eat fastfoods. It was great at first but as time pass I kindda miss the home cook meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Right now I'm enjoying and my mom's cooking, eating 5 times a day including breakfast. I dont really have to worry much. I'm very well taken care of. I'm so relax and call me crazy but &lt;strong&gt;I miss being busy, having something to do, chasing deadlines, I miss the feeling of anxiety and the rush.&lt;/strong&gt; I know I'll be experiencing all this when school starts again. Well at least I know Ill be ready to take on the challeges that I'll soon be facing..but as for now I'm gonna embrace every single little momments I have here while it last =)      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3715675220000554388?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3715675220000554388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3715675220000554388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3715675220000554388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3715675220000554388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-734883657590465377</id><published>2009-04-14T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:25:53.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Union Bayan Ng Bangar translation Woh Po Zui Tau.</title><content type='html'>La Union Bayan Ng Bangar translation Woh Po Zui Tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting time 8:30-9:00p.m. at LRT2 station recto a few km from the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;Friends: Dionne, Gelli, Apple and Xanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: April 2, 2009 – April 8 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip&lt;br /&gt;We catch the last round trip bus which left at 11p.m. That’s the start of our 7 hours journey from Manila to La Union. I used to spell it Launyun because that’s the way they pronounce it. The trip was well… long and it’s mid-morning. You don’t expect really to sleep properly at a bus. Stop over is at around 3:50 in the morning and we arrived around 5. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Dionne’s uncle (Carlito) was at stand by with the tricycle when we arrived. We visited the grandfather of Dionne and Tin (Dionne’s cousin) and slept for around two and a half hour. Dionne, Gels and Apple decided that they would go to the market and buy foods that we’re going to eat for the next five days while Xanne and I look after of all our belongings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they’ve done “marketing” and “grocery-ing” we still have to do a bit of traveling. Where we are is what they call “bayan” which means city, I guess. That’s where the stores are. Dionne’s place is at Mindoro which is totally isolated from the malls and even roads. The place is like a beach resort minus the fancy restaurants and lots of people. It’s covered with really big rocks and the ocean. Gelli is our official Chief. She cooks and plans our lunch and dinner every day for our stay here. Her cooking is amazingly delicious. She should take HRM. Wait no, I take that back she don’t need to take up HRM. She is naturally good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we took an afternoon nap.. We slept through the whole afternoon. After waking up at around 5:30pm we went to the beach with a few of D’s relatives.. It was a lot of fun. It’s not a typical beach.. usually they’re rocks then sands. Well this beach it’s the other way round. There’s’ sands then rocks. The waves are high and strong. I got a few cuts on my feet but they’re just little ones that sting only when you first notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach, we cleaned ourselves up and prepare for dinner. Dionne’s “kapuso” while Apple is “kapamilya” so while watching TV both have to compromise. Every commercial they switch channel. We were supposed to watch bubble gum but due to the tiring trip after fated to love you I fell asleep. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at around 6 and went straight to the beach. D’s cousin took us boat riding till the middle of the ocean. The ocean’s lovely. It’s so clean and blue. It wasn’t my fist time to ride a boat, still it was great. We had our afternoon siesta. Chief Gels prepared dinner and we’re off to the beach nearly sun down. What’s most memorable about this day was, it was my turn to wash the dishes and of course I know how to wash. It’s like washing petri dishes, beakers, test tubes and funnels. Even though Cianne (my microbio lab partner) mostly do all the washing but I helped. I mean it would be a whole lot easier if there was tap. Xanne was kind enough to volunteer to “pump” water for the dishes and Apple helped by instructing and guiding me. I successfully washed all the dishes we used and the cooking utensils that day with just the use of a basin and a pail of water, and of course soaps and scrubs. It took me a while before I get the hang of it and I was slower but it ain’t that bad for a first timer. I’ll definitely do it again. That was my first and last time I was the dishes in Mindoro. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach early morning to watch the fishermen come back from a night of catch. There were surprisingly a lot of people at the beach. Seems like the whole people at the village were there. I received a text message from my tita saying that I need to follow them to Gumaca after my stay at mindoro which means I need more clothes which means I need to do some laundrying! yup I didn't do a typo. laundry! I was thinking of taking them to do the laudry store but it takes overnight and I was thinking of buying a new set of clothes *ahem my brother did that once. He ran out of clothes cause he didn't bring it to the luadry on time so he bought a whole week of outfits.* but that will only mean more excess baggage and my bag is already heavy as it is! during that time Xanne, Apple and D were planning to do their laudry so I tag along. Mommy Apple taught me how to =)  I wish I brought a portable washing machine. We ended up at the beach at night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;We met Gerby =) and I played pool with Ate Madel. It's so different cause instead of balls, it was thoes air hockey tablets and instead of carpet, the pool table was waxed so it was easy for the tablets to move. Ate Madel along with Jason and his cousin took us boat riding from another place. Played truth or consequence and spent our last night at... THE BEACH! and ate barbeque. =) will certainly miss the beach ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this whole trip and experience I would like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our Chief to go Gels for the amazingly delicious breakfast, lunch and dinner throughout our whole stay at Mindoro. I love the Chicken Tinola during the first day all the way to the Barbeque of our last night. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mommy Apple for sharing to me her knowledge and tips of house work. I went from clueless to someone who’s not clueless in doing house stuffs. I now know how to wash the dishes if the water run out and we had reserved water in a pail or if suddenly the washing machine broke and I need to wash my clothes. Thanks Apple for all your help. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Documentation Xanne and her lovely hot pink Sony Cybershot camera. Thanks for capturing every moments of this experience. Photographs are proves and souvenirs that last a lifetime. As I look at the pictures we’d taken, I’ll always remember the fun that we had and shared. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last but definitely not the least, the forever over-all chairwoman D for arranging this amazing trip. I really had so much fun during my stay. Thank you for the warmest hospitality ever and I’m not just saying that cause its summer! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-734883657590465377?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/734883657590465377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=734883657590465377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/734883657590465377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/734883657590465377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-union-bayan-ng-bangar-translation.html' title='La Union Bayan Ng Bangar translation Woh Po Zui Tau.'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3377625744189228440</id><published>2009-03-31T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:27:07.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She blogs again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My 20th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the eve of my 20th I was in bed watching center stage. The movie ended exactly at 11:55pm. I checked my phone and there was no has new messages. I went to the bathroom to prepare myself to go to bed. While in the bathroom I heard the chime ringing as the door opened and the click of the open light switch. I went out of the bathroom and see happy birthday balloons on the floor together with red ribbon cake box and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She gladly said and greeted me, “It’s already 12! Happy Birthday!”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I opened her little present, it a book by Sophie Kinsella, my favorite author, remember me? I was planning to buy the book months ago but always failed to. I was always so busy that the last time I read a book besides my textbooks were last December Christmas break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We ate the Belgian chocolate cake and finished ¾ of it. It was delicious but we were too full to finish the whole cake. After that my sis went back to her room and I went to bed because I need to wake up early the next day for the preparation set off activity of sci-tech.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The usual I grabbed my phone to set the alarm and to my surprise there was a text message. It was from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He didn’t actually greeted me Happy Birthday but I knew he knew it was my birthday and the reason why he texted me at 12 in the morning. I fell asleep before 1 and my alarm rang at 8 in the morning. I have to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dionne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Dent-Sci lanai at 9.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sangs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; texted that morning and I was happy. I miss her so much. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kuya Otep&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kuya June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did their usual routine of GMs (General Messages), “Good Mornings, Good Afternoons, Good Evenings, Good Nights, Don’t forget to eat, Don’t to pray” and some inspirational quotes. They both remind me to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cianne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; texted next… Next thing I knew both of my smart and globe phone was full of birthday messages from both my family and friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (committees of the send off party for the graduate students of sci-tech) started setting up dentsci lanai with blue and orange balloons, streamers, and stars. The activity went well. I was in charge of documentation and the sound system. (hm.. following dad’s footsteps) so I borrowed Cianne’s camera and it kindda low-bat so Gelli and Xanne took care of the documentation using Xanne’s camera while I focus on the sounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the activity we (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dionne, Apple, Mellaine, Gelli, Cianne, Dyna, JI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and I) went to McDo just to grab a bite. Since it was my birthday, it was my treat. &lt;strong&gt;Xanne&lt;/strong&gt; have to leave early. We leave around 8pm. Most of them have to catch the LRT. I went back to the dorm and waited for 8:30pm to off all my electric appliances and lights for the 60 minutes save the earth day and turn it on again on an hour later. I was pretty tired then so I fell asleep around 10. That’s about it.. my 20th..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3377625744189228440?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3377625744189228440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3377625744189228440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3377625744189228440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3377625744189228440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-blogs-again.html' title='She blogs again...'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6196037457391939867</id><published>2009-02-02T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:25:51.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research technical writting'/><title type='text'>English</title><content type='html'>Mam Fontanillia "what is in store for you after you graduate? "&lt;br /&gt;Kuya ComE "call center!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking for our assignment in english... to be submitted later... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research Paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;br /&gt;Stress Management using herbal and organic products in a spa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satatement of the problem:&lt;br /&gt;The study aims to determine the preference of products used in spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, it seeks to answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are the common herbal and organic products used in a spa?&lt;br /&gt;       1.1 Rose&lt;br /&gt;       1.2 Lavender&lt;br /&gt;       1.3 Water Lily&lt;br /&gt;       1.4 Starwberry&lt;br /&gt;       1.5 Raspberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How can the herbal and organic products help in stress management?&lt;br /&gt;3. Who are the PEOPLE?? who most likely go to spa and avail their services offered?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6196037457391939867?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6196037457391939867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6196037457391939867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6196037457391939867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6196037457391939867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/english.html' title='English'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7759727606566756368</id><published>2009-01-31T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:59:51.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We got to stop doing this"</title><content type='html'>"we got to stop doing this.. It's bad for our health! always panicking" quote from ate kaye haha doing last minute ahm.. report. =) apple said we do better when we're in stress and when we're rushing and I believe her. comparing my work done a few weeks ago than my last minute work.. I'm much happier with my last minute work than the work i'd done a few weeks ago. you get this sense of accomplishment when your done and that you've finished it =). I don't feel that way when I've finished my work early or maybe i'm not just used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this video for the marketting placement department to advertise bio as a course and its been weeks now and I don't know what's wrong with it.. I'm actually done.. I just dont know whats wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways Kayes' right  we got to stop doing this.. It's bad for our health! always panicking. It's bad for the heart! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to class =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7759727606566756368?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7759727606566756368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7759727606566756368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7759727606566756368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7759727606566756368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-got-to-stop-doing-this.html' title='&quot;We got to stop doing this&quot;'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-2820736112020118637</id><published>2009-01-30T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:48:13.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOB'/><title type='text'>to go or not to go?</title><content type='html'>It's 3:34pm and I have class gen physio at 3:30pm as usual we're late hehe but no worres the prof is late too.. =) Just finish doing our homework to be submitted later hehe we're so use in last minute work and cramming.. i guess its the trill and challege to work and finish on time while maitinning the quality of the work.. we always laugh after a stressful yet "chanlleging" cramming work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways the only way i can blog is here at school..I can't seem to excess blogger at the dorm with laCo wiifii. So I'm blogging whenever i have a chance or if there's something to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember how im so excited that FOB is coming to the philippines? see previous blog. well there is a percentage that i'll be not watching =( I want to but I dont have anyone to go with.. all my friends are saving.. the tickets are more expensive than when they first came and i guess i should too follow them and be wise and save. I asked my sis as a loop hole to come and accompany me and she said "Why do you want to watch FOB when you already watched them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once is enough? I dont know.. I want to watch but I dont want to watch alone. I want to but in case I dont get to watch I should be fortunate that I'd watch them already once  right? argh! I dont know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to go or not to go? that is the question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-2820736112020118637?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2820736112020118637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=2820736112020118637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2820736112020118637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2820736112020118637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-go-or-not-to-go.html' title='to go or not to go?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6762228912091658533</id><published>2009-01-20T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:35:00.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outfit Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Outfit Says You're Dazzling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theoutfittest/dress-8.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a stylish example for all. You are very put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are glamourous and modern. You're the type of person who starts trends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides wearing the right thing, you often say and do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect mix of wit and poise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high end fashion designer match: Michael Kors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your must have accessory: A gold watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theoutfittest/"&gt;The Outfit Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6762228912091658533?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6762228912091658533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6762228912091658533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6762228912091658533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6762228912091658533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/outfit-test.html' title='The Outfit Test'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-2262797862188197730</id><published>2009-01-20T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:14:18.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><title type='text'>FALL OUT BOY!</title><content type='html'>yay! as you can see I uploaded a new layout and I love it cause of the color plus its very simple.. I'm now at school at ISC 303 ushering the fourth year for their online resume. =) so far not much students have came and there's a lot of computer available so might as well use it for my reasearch and ahm... for blogging =) As for my research I'm making progress I've found 2 stuies online about spa and I just need three more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way!!!!!!! I'm so excited I'm shaking right now hahaha ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calm now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALL OUT BOY IS COMING BACK TO THE PHILIPPINES AT ARANETA  EEEEEEEEEEK! (see wish list hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha can't wait.. It's around feb I might be going with EJ.. Jet, NJ wanna come along?  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-2262797862188197730?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2262797862188197730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=2262797862188197730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2262797862188197730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2262797862188197730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/fall-out-boy.html' title='FALL OUT BOY!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5507517929589889912</id><published>2009-01-19T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:43:05.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research technical writting'/><title type='text'>first blog of 2009</title><content type='html'>nope this blog is not yet dead! Its been a long time since I last blog.. Nothing much change for 2009, I guess I'm getting used to myself adjusting to different situations now. I'm actually at the school library right now taking advantage of the high speed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wiifii&lt;/span&gt; and its unlimited charge of laptop =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main reason why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; at the library right now is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prevent&lt;/span&gt; cramming.. I quote from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nj&lt;/span&gt; "damn who ever created procrastination " which I admit is my number one weakness right now.. So I'm doing my assignment for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, I need t collect at least 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; studies about spa! sounds easy? well its not. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gelli&lt;/span&gt; and I went to the library looking for research papers or feasibility studies on our topic, for my case its spa, and we couldn't find any. all their manuscript and mini thesis are all local. no foreign =(. so the next solution is to find it in the web. again.. sounds easy but its not. usually what the net gives is SPA (Staphylococcus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aureus&lt;/span&gt;) which is not what I'm looking for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better continue looking *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5507517929589889912?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5507517929589889912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5507517929589889912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5507517929589889912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5507517929589889912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-blog-of-2009.html' title='first blog of 2009'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1615643372888271585</id><published>2008-10-23T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:37:31.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you make a prefect circle?</title><content type='html'>Well there are a lot of ways you can make one; by using a compass, trace a ready –made perfect circle, etc. What I didn’t know is how hard it is to make one using adobe photoshop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke this morning with a text message from Dionne; “Sarah come to school early. There are lots of changes to be done in the certifications” I thought I was done with the certification and that I only need the signatures of the head of MPD and Dr. Olaer’s. So I thought. Dionne said that they’ve got a call from the MPD (marketing placement department) that there are changes they want to be made in the certification. I was like “Oh No! Did I make a mistake in spelling or in the grammar? Did I forgot to put something or something wasn’t supposed to be there?” These questions I kept thinking on my way to school. I know I’m going to redo the whole certification because one mistake in one certification requires all of them for editing. So I went straight to MPD and asked what’s the problem in the certificates and guess what’s the problem. The logo of CEU and the school of sci-tech was not a perfect circle! Everything was ok except the logo. In my mind was, can you just slip that one out I mean what matters most is the content right? I guess perfection isn’t my cup of tea. The whole day while enrolling simultaneously, I try to create the logo a perfect circle. It literally took me the whole day of endless printing of draft samples and annoyingly disturbing Dionne who’s in the window for enrollment, asking the same question over and over again, “Is this a perfect circle?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Joeven Castro a speaker from the pre-practicum of school of Sci-Tech, I recall his talk where he once said, “Don’t sweat the small stuffs.” To me, the logo in a certificate is basically considered a “small stuffs” because what really matters most is its contents right? But how can I not sweat the small stuffs when every little small detail is important! Now I’m confused! Or maybe I just don’t know what “small stuffs” are or how small “small stuffs” are. I can’t think of other small stuffs that I can just let go off or commit. Am I a perfectionist or perfection is what they expect out of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1615643372888271585?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1615643372888271585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1615643372888271585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1615643372888271585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1615643372888271585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-do-you-make-prefect-circle.html' title='How do you make a prefect circle?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1205260033738709422</id><published>2008-10-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:04:14.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jalajala'/><title type='text'>Semester's Break Part one..Jala Jala</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m back at my dorm equipped with my laptop and wiifii that is provided in the dormitory which gives me unlimited access to the internet. I’m suppose to be in Paranaque (home)  right now with my sis enjoying the semester’s break aka worry free, endless television marathon, eating home cooked meal and my most favorite part is waking up and sleeping any time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was there for two days, I can’t help but start thinking about the work that’s undone and left for me to do. I can’t do it there because there is no access to the internet and no nearby computer shop. Basically my laptop is useless without the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I do have a great and awesome “beginning” sembreak. After the exam with Dr. Perez, we, Gelli, Apple, Dionne and I went straight to Jala-Jala, somewhere at the end of Rizal Province. We left Mendiola at around 3 in the afternoon and arrived at Jala-Jala at 8 in the evening. This is where Apple grew up. We get to meet her family and stayed at their house for three days and two nights. It was an awesome three days stayed at Jala-Jala. Apple’s family is so accommodating. I love her family. Her mom gave up her room for us because her room was the only room that has air-condition. I blame Apple for telling her family that I was from Brunei and that I “MIGHT” be having trouble sleeping without an air-condition. This is so untrue. It just so happen that I have been sleeping in an air-condition room all my life but that doesn’t mean that I can’t sleep without an air-condition. Her family even brought us to Piipit Laguna to swim on running waters. It was so refreshing and stress relieving. We get to scream out all our worries and problems like biochemistry, history and other “love”- related problems and no one would hear us cause the sounds of the water falling and running drowned the noise we’re making. It was a great experience to be able to just let go and scream out all your problems, worries and fear. It’s a great exercise, seriously. Every time I’m stressed out, I go to bathroom, turn on the shower to its maximum and just scream. I’ll request a sound proof bathroom from my parents anytime soon. =p We get to watch how Apple’s relatives and the so called “Mga kabataan” (the youth in Apple’s province) prepared and made this dessert called kayapakan?? made out of cassava. Anyways it was delicious and we get to send some time with them and chat till 3 in the morning. Before we leave Jala-Jala another ground breaking experiences that Apple and her boyfriend, Jojo has in stores for us. That is climbing up the mountain. Not just any mountain! Have you seen how high the mountains are when you pass by Alonggopo or Pampangga? That’s how high we’ve climbed and it’s the raining season so it’s really slippery. I got my feet soak in mud and slip a few times but it was worth it in the end. You get to see this amazing view. The ocean, the whole village and far away you could see a small part of Manila! That’s how high we were. We drank mountain dew that was brought and packed by Jojo for us then we went down the mountain. One of Apple’s cousin joked that we climbed the mountain just to drink mountain dew! It was tiring yet an awesome experience. I would want to go back to Jala-Jala in the near the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long and tiring journey on the way back to Manila from Jala-Jala. I’ve reached Manila around 9pm.Get this! I’ve slept 3 in the morning the previous night, woke up at around 7 in the morning (4 hours of sleep) climbed a mountain! the whole morning and walked the entire village until 4pm cause there was literally no mode of transportation in Jala-Jala but to walk! Then went back to Apple’s house to bath and pack. Traveled back and reached Manila late at night. The next day I have to attend SCOP seminar in Subic! I went back to dorm, dropped my things beside my bed and went to sleep. The next morning I have to wake up early to unpack my things used in Jala-Jala and pack for SCOP. Call time in CEU is at 8a.m. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semester's Break Part two.. SCOP..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1205260033738709422?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1205260033738709422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1205260033738709422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1205260033738709422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1205260033738709422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/semesters-break-part-onejala-jala.html' title='Semester&apos;s Break Part one..Jala Jala'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7047768747436252558</id><published>2008-10-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:00:53.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Pictures Pictures</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to upload pictures here in blogger but I did upload all my pictures at my multiply &lt;a href="http://sarahsamantha.multiply.com/"&gt;http://sarahsamantha.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt; and you could post comments there too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7047768747436252558?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7047768747436252558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7047768747436252558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7047768747436252558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7047768747436252558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-pictures.html' title='Pictures Pictures'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7829107290862907717</id><published>2008-10-11T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:35:55.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just had a hair cut and its short  =P</title><content type='html'>I wasn’t planning on cutting my hair and I wasn’t planning also to cut it short. My room-mate wanted to cut her hair so I accompanied her to MOA right after my class ended. We ate dinner and I bought 2 dozen of Krispy Kream for J, my sis, her roommate Dianna and of course me =). I love Krispy Kream. They said it’s too sweet but that’s the reason why I love it. It’s soft, nice, sweet and addictive!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; J and I went to Universe Salon and I was thinking what am I going to do while J cuts her hair? Why not have a haircut too. Maybe just trim “a bit”. Like an inch or so.. hahaha I ended up from long layers to short bob cut.. I will be posting pictures. I don’t hate it. It’s okay. I’m just not used to looking in the mirror and seeing myself with shorter hair. I had short hair in the past. It’s just; it’s been a long time since I had a haircut this short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways the internet is really slow and I’m trying to complete all my final requirements and reports in school by today so that I could start focusing on the final exams which will be on Monday. I’m done with microbiology and history. Right now I’m completing my zoology13 report and final requirement. =) I can’t wait for the semester’s break. I only have a week left till school end. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7829107290862907717?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7829107290862907717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7829107290862907717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7829107290862907717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7829107290862907717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-had-hair-cut-and-its-short-p.html' title='I just had a hair cut and its short  =P'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6659666051497559354</id><published>2008-09-26T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:15:18.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Weefee at school</title><content type='html'>I love the internet speed here in school. It's so much faster than the wiifii at the dorm plus I get to use the electrical port here in school. At the dorm I use my laptop battery cause the area coverage on the wiifii is only at the lobby and my battery usually lasted around one and half hour or so. Then go back to the room to charged my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I only have two hours of break and I still need to finish my report as soon as I can. Things to do before th finals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete all my final requirements in all subjects&lt;br /&gt;Rizal El Fili report&lt;br /&gt;Zoology13 report insecta&lt;br /&gt;Physics: physic concept picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days left for sem break I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW that reminds me, will be going to fort santiago today later after class with my classmates. Never been there before but its this historical place here in the Philipines. Reason why its our final requirement in Histoy.I need to write a paper on it. Will blog about it on the next time I blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love Sars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6659666051497559354?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6659666051497559354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6659666051497559354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6659666051497559354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6659666051497559354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/weefee-at-school.html' title='Weefee at school'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4088074979095046634</id><published>2008-09-25T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:45:36.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>I’m loosing my voice..</title><content type='html'>Not because I just scream my lungs out when Ateneo won the UAAP just now and are the champion. Those who are unfamiliar with UAAP, it’s an inter-uni basketball competition. Will blog about that later but first. I think it’s because of my flu. It’s evolving. First the running nose, next it’s the itchy throat, my voice is starting to change and I’m coughing a lot now. Hopefully I still can talk tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis on why this happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining and it’s cold (I get sick easily. My immune system is poor). That’s why I always use a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cuboa, gateway, still raining with Cianne and Xanne. We went to Starbucks and I ordered the usual “ice-blended” caramel frap.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong timing to forget my umbrella, walked in the rain back to the dorm. I can imagine mommy Apple scolding me right now. She once dreamt about me. She told me I was walking in the rain and she was screaming, “Sars!! Use an umbrella!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I did not scream when I heard Ateneo won the UAAP. I was trilled but I didn’t do anything that would lead to the loosing of my voice. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4088074979095046634?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4088074979095046634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4088074979095046634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4088074979095046634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4088074979095046634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-loosing-my-voice.html' title='I’m loosing my voice..'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6745077628050760686</id><published>2008-09-24T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:02:12.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wysr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>It's rainning, It's pouring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s been raining here in the Philippines for quite some time now. The weather here is terrible. It rains and shines for an interval of half an hour. The constant drastic weather change is making everyone sick. This includes me. I caught a mild flu but I’m able to function normally on a daily basis. It was reported that there’s a typhoon here. Unfortunately, it was not enough to suspend classes. =p The weather is pretty depressing and the constant pours at night sets the mood to lazy and makes me forget all about the work and worries. I just want to lie in bed the whole night from the moment I got back from school. It’s actually relaxing but it drags on to the point I don’t ever want to get up from bed to go to school knowing the fact that I’m already late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school tomorrow is WYSR day. WYSR, pronounced as wiser but stands for Wear Your Style Responsibly. This is a day when we get to use civilian clothes to school instead of our normal routine uniform. It's a fund raising for the new and small organization and other university wide organization to raise some fund so that they will be able to conduct better and exciting program and activities for their members. That reminds me I have to guard the dent-sci gate tomorrow 1-2pm *gate assignment* (duty calls). Anyways my classmates and I are planning to wear “almost” identical shirts to school. So we’ve created one, those shirts with letterings on it. It was inspired by the house of holland. (http://www.houseofholland.co.uk) and the words on the shirt were contributed by all of us that we think best describe our personality is a fun and fresh way. So here is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dbale na SINGLE nakakasilay naman (the pictures are at my multiply) will upload pretty soon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its in Tagalog I myself don’t really understand half of it. What it means is it’s okay that I’m single, “nakakasilay naman” that’s the part that I don’t get. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we won’t be able to use them this wysr due to our hectic schedule. We couldn’t find the time to look for shirts and a store that’ll print the words on the shirt. Oh well, maybe next wysr day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll edit my blog layout soon. I’ll try to put the shout box back for Amilyn =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6745077628050760686?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6745077628050760686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6745077628050760686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6745077628050760686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6745077628050760686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-rainning-its-pouring.html' title='It&apos;s rainning, It&apos;s pouring'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6129436226941909433</id><published>2008-09-18T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:46:20.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timezone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picc'/><title type='text'>"pinay na ako" with a slang</title><content type='html'>Pinay na ako! For those who don’t understand tagalog I just said that I'm now a Filipino! er... person. The thought have never crossed my mind that this will ever happen. Just kidding. The BS Biology 3rd year students together with their adviser Mrs. Virgino prepared a little presentation for the Career Orientation of High School students nationwide that was held at the PICC. It’s like ICC in Brunei but with a P in front that stands for Philippines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we were there to promote our school CEU as well as our school/college, School of Sci &amp;amp; Tech and our course, B.S. Biology. We’ve made Acopulco (a herbal plant that is abundant here in the Philippines and has anti-fungal properties) ointment from our lab and distribute it to people who visited to our booth. The place was jump pack with high school students and faculty teachers from different schools and colleges. So why am I only now a Filipino? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s because I’ve presented the preparation and presentation of our product, the Acopulco ointment, that was on powerpoint in TAGALOG! So it was my first time to present something or anything for that matter in tagalong to large crowd. It was nerve racking but at the same time fun. A lot of the high students notice and are amuse with my “slang”. It may not be perfect but hey it’s a start. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that tiring presentation that we have to repeat over and over again after new batch of students keep arriving to our booth, we decided that we deserve ourselves a break. So we packed our things, headed out of PICC and in to MOA! Our adviser Mrs. Virgino was with us the whole day at MOA! We ate lunch at Chief Angelo, had our desserts at McDo, fries and ice cream and at TimeZone where we played car racing, basketball, those shooting games, DDR and the most fun of all, the music room! Where we sang with Mam Virigino, wala na ba pagibig?, through the fire, mirror mirror, weak, heal the world and torete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a wonderful day because first of all we didn’t have classes the whole day! =p the adrenaline rush due to the thoughts of presenting the presentation in tagalog to A LOT of people and most importantly we get to bond especially with our adviser. It’s not everyday where you get to hang out, have fun, lay back and sing karaoke with one of your professors. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,  Sars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6129436226941909433?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6129436226941909433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6129436226941909433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6129436226941909433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6129436226941909433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/pinay-na-ako-with-slang.html' title='&quot;pinay na ako&quot; with a slang'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-9159952150522149769</id><published>2008-08-03T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:25:42.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school activities'/><title type='text'>Stress, Haggard, Tired, A Dream Come True</title><content type='html'>There are two tragedies in life, one is to lose your heart’s desires and one is to gain it. If it takes a lot of pain in order to gain my heart’s desire then I say give me tragedies. If you come to think about it, pain is temporary, it does goes away because time heals pain, and it can be cured but happiness last a life time and no one can take that away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an overall student chair is hard work; being an overall student chair whose programs (Science Club 1st General Assembly and Lecture Forum and The Search For Mr. and Ms. Science And Technology) are back to back is suicide! Imagine your brain being split into two with a chain saw! That’s what it feels like to me. Fortunately I managed to survive and hold myself together. Fortunately I managed to lead both programs to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying, “If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be”, the motto and favorite quote of B.S. Biology 3A. It’s different from the quote “bahala na”. The difference is “Bahala na” is hoping for the best while doing nothing or not giving your all while “If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be” is giving your all and doing your best and whatever the result is, it’s up God to decide if we truly deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t say that both programs were a success all because of me. I got a lot of people to thank for. This wouldn’t be a success and all of this wouldn’t happen if it wasn’t for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost of course I want to thank God for giving me the courage, hope and strength to handle these two programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I want to thank my family especially my sister Steph, yes you STEPH! Thank you for all the prayers, support and always being there for me when I need help which was ALWAYS and about EVERYTHING! Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the advisers, Mrs. E. Jean R. Ramirez and Ms. Chona G. Esposo, whose names I got to fully memorize, even their middle initial for all the endless letters we have to make. Thank you for all the advice, guidance and knowledge. I’ve learned so much from the two mentors during the process like giving importance to all the small details because they too are equally important and time management is always the key. Most importantly I am forever grateful to them for believing in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I would like to thank “DRAMGCS”, classmates, B.S. Psychology 4A, committees and their members and the CEU Science Club’s officers, thank you so much for your time, help, cooperation and dedication to the two programs. Congratulations and a job well done!!!!!! I’m so proud of all of you. I am forever grateful. Till the next activity! =p May your continuous support never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, you may finally notice that I watch too much, “Golden Globe, MTV, The Academy, Teen Choice, etc….” awards on TV =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-9159952150522149769?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9159952150522149769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=9159952150522149769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/9159952150522149769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/9159952150522149769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/stress-haggard-tired-dream-come-true.html' title='Stress, Haggard, Tired, A Dream Come True'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-900306857591664028</id><published>2008-07-03T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:41:01.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping addiction'/><title type='text'>last year's  wishes are this year's apologies</title><content type='html'>Last two years ago, freshman I admit I was a shopaholic. I would go mall hopping from one mall to another, Mega mall, SM Manila, sta messa, the block, north edsa, mall of asia, gateway, trinoma, podium, glorieeta, and greenbelt every chance I got. I usually went alone or sometimes with my room-mate or classmates. I love label store and bought items from Mossimo, Kameseta, Guess, and even Mango. I often go to coffee bean and order my usual, caramel ice blended with chocolate muffin like I used to in Brunei while hanging out with friends. I didn’t care how much it cost or how much I’ve spent, just as long as I have cash in my money-link account. I bought stuff out of my very own allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I was sad and lonely at that time and the mall was my only best friend who would keep me happy with all the pretty stuff. I remember my first day at the mall in the Philippines, I bought a watch at watch republic and I don’t even need one. I just thought it was pretty and it keeps me happy but unfortunately not for long. So I begin to shop and shop. I soon realize that I was buried with things that I don’t actually need. I have two or more of the same item each. It still doesn’t make me happy. Maybe I wasn’t as materialistic as I thought I was.  The bottom line is shopping helps me cope and run away from reality that this is all happening, I’m here in the Philippines alone and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m proud to say that I have tone down my shopping addiction and find happiness somewhere.. like the net, magazine  and TV.., well for now at least.= )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-900306857591664028?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/900306857591664028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=900306857591664028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/900306857591664028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/900306857591664028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-years-wishes-are-this-years.html' title='last year&apos;s  wishes are this year&apos;s apologies'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5812584322399371068</id><published>2008-06-24T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:37:40.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='widom tooth'/><title type='text'>Php6000, my left 3rd molar and half of my wisdom gone.</title><content type='html'>I just had a 3rd molar surgery on Saturday after class and it’s terrible. It hurts so badly! The dentist had injected me anesthesia 3 times and I still could feel the pain! So basically she (my dentist, used to be my sister’s dentist for her braces) did the surgery while I has awake. Why can’t she put me in a coma or something and do the surgery? Which is what actually happen when I was little; they put me in a very deep sleep before they put in surgery. During the whole operation my eyes were close. It was so scary! I tried to once peek and I saw this huge injection OMG! I nearly want to faint that’s what they used to inject me with anesthesia. Then I saw my dentist opening the disposal scalpel, the one which we actually used when we dissect a frog or a cat. I swear after that I never open my eyes again during the whole operation! Serves me right for peeking! Now I do have stitches in between my gum. I know it sounds degusting as well as painful. Do you wanna know what’s worst? On a Saturday night my sis and I went home to paranaque after a few hours of my surgery and it started to rain!!! The next day Sunday, was still raining because of “bagyo frank” and it totally flooded the road side. The water level is up to a person’s (at an average height) hips! Will post pictures soon. So we’re stuck at home and there is no way we could go out and buy me some pain killers for the pain! It was horrible! I was in need of drugs! At that moment I was cold compressing my left lower jaw to numb the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so broken right now hahahaha and I mean it literally! I now have four stitches. One, at my eye and at my chin which is rarely visible right now cause it happens a long time ago when I was a kid at about 5 years of age! And had one or two stitches. The worst one is in my left arm, total of 11 stitches. I fracture my arm when I was 11 and now at 19 my further left gum. Tsk tsk tsk! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid php 6000 for my left molar which is the wisdom tooth remove that cause me pain and now I basically lost half of my wisdom. Don’t ever wonder why after this my school performance is low. Anyways I still have my tooth with me whole. I wonder if I put it under my pillow tonight the tooth fairy would come and leave php6000 under my pillow. If only she exists =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5812584322399371068?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5812584322399371068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5812584322399371068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5812584322399371068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5812584322399371068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/php6000-my-left-3rd-molar-and-half-of.html' title='Php6000, my left 3rd molar and half of my wisdom gone.'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4892446104827398283</id><published>2008-06-24T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:04:27.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cash'/><title type='text'>Money trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This has been my new year’s resolution for ages and I can never keep them.. Why is so hard to save them when it is so easily to spend them? Come to think of it, don’t you have to spend money in order to save? Like invest a capital in order to gain a profit? Hmmm.. Sometimes I spend them (money) because I think of them as a piece of paper and if I can exchange them for something great, like a new pair of shoes then why not right? People say we need to save, just incase of emergency, I say buying clothes on a specific date is emergency for example on a 3-days sale, and it’ll be like I’m saving even though it’s only 10% off. It’s still 10%! You can’t get the same outfit at 10% off its price after the sale has ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely need serious HELP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4892446104827398283?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4892446104827398283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4892446104827398283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4892446104827398283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4892446104827398283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/money-trouble.html' title='Money trouble'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5751433474737894833</id><published>2008-06-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:34:27.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>one, two weeks</title><content type='html'>Still can’t believe that it’s been two week since I arrived here in the Philippines and almost a week in CEU. Time flies rapidly. Next thing you know I’ll be going home to Brunei for Christmas break hahahaha can’t wait.=) So far I love my subjects and my majors and hope that remains till the end of the semester. I don’t mind staying up late and spend extra hours on them just the majors, microbiology and zoo 13. Forget about the general education subjects but I still take interest in them. There’s a lot of changes in CEU now and school of science is now school of science and technology with added course computer science and computer engineering.. I guess, and a new dean, still doesn’t know who it is going to be. Predent has move to dentistry minimum number of student is 30! except for the majors. Still not use to big classes and the cut-off of all subjects is 9. even general education subjects! Still CEU may implement alot of changes but it's still the same students, teachers, and classrooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5751433474737894833?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5751433474737894833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5751433474737894833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5751433474737894833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5751433474737894833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-two-weeks.html' title='one, two weeks'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1606855322276758051</id><published>2008-06-11T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:02:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school is exausting!!!! I love my profs so far... except for my physic.. but if ms esposo is my prof for physics then LOVE IT! that's the reason why im shifting to her class... my subjects are screwed up in the momment and am currently fixing it right now.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i've learn so far during the first day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoology 13: sendimentary - non motile invertebrates&lt;br /&gt;physics:A WHOLE LOT OF PHYSICS!&lt;br /&gt;microbiology: virus are really war freak! they leave the body when WBC can no longer fight and look for another person's WBC to mess with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's only 3 subjects and it lasted from 7am till 5 pm!!!! with only 2 hours break in between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1606855322276758051?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1606855322276758051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1606855322276758051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1606855322276758051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1606855322276758051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-school-is-exausting-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4632897910307425104</id><published>2008-06-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:00:31.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phobia'/><title type='text'>emerging phobia</title><content type='html'>A girl got to eat. not matter how skinny or fat she is.. I WAS about not to eat and just drink milk for the evening but unfourtunetly my tita has pack loads of food for my sis and I and I have to eat or it will all go to waste! One thing that really on my mind is hopping that my front tooth wont just pop out like it did when I was eating at twelv with my family. luckily I'm with my family when it happened. I would be so embarassed if that happen and I'm with my friends. That's why I have a phobia of eating right now. It's not totally fixed yet. the whole tooth well half of it is only temporarily and that mean if I'm going to make it last I am forbidden to eat anything hard or frequently bite with my fronth tooth.It s horrible. My worst fear right now is my tooth fell of when I'm in school or the night before and I have to go to school with chippied tooth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4632897910307425104?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4632897910307425104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4632897910307425104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4632897910307425104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4632897910307425104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/emerging-phobia.html' title='emerging phobia'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7384279256971492865</id><published>2008-05-28T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:00:31.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body clock'/><title type='text'>mending my ruin body clock</title><content type='html'>there's alot of things I want to blog about then when I get to the computer my mind went totally blank. I usually think what to blog about at night right before I go to sleep. I couldn't blog then cause my lappy is been haijack by my oh-so-"not-self-less"-lovely brother and I say it in a sarcastic manner. Lately my body clcock is really the opposite! I couldn't sleep really early, so I could wake up early. I usually sleep at 4 in the morning and wake up at 3 in the afternoon.. This is life without an alarm clock! I basically miss the whole morning and hardly see the sun! =) I know its crazy but I can't seem to just sleep early so I can wake up early.. last night I went to bed at 12 and end up sleeping at around 4:30-ish. I force myself to wake up early at around 7 am to go to the dentist.. thats like 2 and half hour of sleep! I'll try not to sleep in the afternoon.. then sleep early tonightand wake up early tommorow morning. My days in Brunei are numbered! I only got 4 DAYS left!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7384279256971492865?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7384279256971492865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7384279256971492865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7384279256971492865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7384279256971492865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/mending-my-ruin-body-clock.html' title='mending my ruin body clock'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-965268050022838020</id><published>2008-05-21T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:00:08.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needles'/><title type='text'>nedles</title><content type='html'>i just got my hepa shot and i was playing it cool, pretending i'm not afraid of needles which I am but I'm "trying" to get used it. People getting my blood and testing it. So I was waiting to get my shot and when i went in and sat on a chair where they're going to "poke" me. The lady who's going to poke me said you want an influenza shot,I can give you on your arm. YGTBKM!! I said "OK" what was I thinking?? so I get shot twice. right - hepa, left - influenza.. It was over before I knew it. I need to get another dose a month later and the next after 6 months. Hopefully by then i'll be immune to neddles. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-965268050022838020?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/965268050022838020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=965268050022838020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/965268050022838020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/965268050022838020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/nedles.html' title='nedles'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-367473766926663177</id><published>2008-05-19T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:57:25.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog blog'/><title type='text'>26 days</title><content type='html'>since I last blog haha at last I can blog I wanted to blog for a while now just didnt have the time plus my brother is hogging my lappy and the internetplus he is asleep now which is a honest to goodnes a ver good thing..these couple of days i have been so busy preparing my sis's debut but it was all worth it.. i really had a great time.. and It's so nice to just see everyone again! =) I've actually like type my whole summer vacation and my experience going out of town every week... to antipolo,laguna, tagaytay, clark it was crazy! I actually save it in my lappy then suddenly my bro reformat the lappy so it was a bummer! plus I'm lazy to type and reminise all over again hahaha anyways i post up pictures in my multiply about everything that's been going on.. so just check out the pictures... they say a picture speaks a thousand words and I've uploaded quite a few photos. I;ve changed the skin to panic! at the disco. I'm crazy over them now. NJ was shocked that I've changed MCR! hehehe if your reading this in multiply you could check out the skin at princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-367473766926663177?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/367473766926663177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=367473766926663177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/367473766926663177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/367473766926663177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/26-days.html' title='26 days'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-999330420757949041</id><published>2008-04-14T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:16:34.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wicked'/><title type='text'>Wicked deMusicalized</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;Wicked deMusicalized the full videos as in everything from part 1 down to the blooper is now uploaded (finally).. just visit www.youtube.com/sarah328 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-999330420757949041?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/999330420757949041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=999330420757949041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/999330420757949041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/999330420757949041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/04/wicked-demusicalized.html' title='Wicked deMusicalized'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-561028760376872866</id><published>2008-03-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:29:23.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day of school'/><title type='text'>long blog</title><content type='html'>okay. where do i start..I know I owe you guys a super long blog cause I havent been blogging lately.. and its kindda my fault.. blogging was the last thing on my mind.. actually I was thinking about blogging but whenever I go online I always get myself carried away to some other site and end up not being in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Saturday when Gelli, Cianne and I were on the way to ladies room and Cianne was like, "labas tayo ngayon, may pera kc ako ngayon baka wala na sa tuesday." in english translates, "lets go out today, cause I still got money and might run out on tuesday." The original plan was on tuesday cause we were exempted on PE but we soon realize that we want to spent it with all our classmates.. like our last hang out of our 2nd year in college. So we went to Cubao, Gateway and were suppose to watch step 2 but it had already started and the next show was on 4pm Cianne cant stay that long so we all ate at Taco Bell, walk around Gateway and end up at Time Zone... I had a lot of fun car racing to basketball to taking pictures at this booth so I really had a blast pictures are at my multiply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that I joined basketball during the culminating activity cause i got exempted during the PE final exam. Mind you I didnt joined just so I get exempted, its just that i thought that it would be a super fun experience, a once in a life time opportunity and I really do had a super great time.. even though the game was just only for 6 mins full time and played for like 1min during the first game and 3 mins at the second, so it was really short and I feel like "I want to play some more" There was no time out or over time plus the referee was a total bias.. imagine this I'm from the school of Science but playing with SELAM and we're like versering the school of Science so its like vesering my own school and the referee is from Science and they see me, Cianne and Apple as SELAMS not as Science so they basically give Science the upper hand. When the SELAMS were trashing Science for total bias, we're like uh huh, okay, yup..no comment on that cause whether we're playing for SELAMS we still belong to the School of Science. I dont hate the School of Science players, they're my friends but I do hate the referee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways during the last day of school and subject was PE we waited for our other clasmmates to finish their written exams. We (Apple, Cianne and I) were there watching them and Cianne was being naugthy by playing the school athem on her phone distracting our classmates who were taking the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard upload videos on youtube. I'm trying to upload our play its Ka-BIO-gesic and Ka-COS-SCI production presents WICKED demusicalized =) It's our final requirement for English 15. There's some technical difficulties along the play but mind you,it's a 24 hrs work and I'm proud of it. I litterally work 24 hrs no sleep on this project so it may not be as perfect as I imagine it would be but I 100% love it. I mean who can make a full video 24hrs from filming to editing..It was a miracle that I even finish this piece. It's hardwork and this would be my first and last time that I would ever be directing...hahaha fustrated director? I'm just not cut out for directing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading, thanks for caring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-561028760376872866?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/561028760376872866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=561028760376872866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/561028760376872866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/561028760376872866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-blog.html' title='long blog'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1271956478758596652</id><published>2008-03-09T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:18:17.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish you were here'/><title type='text'>wish you were here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coGone away are the golden days&lt;br /&gt;Just a page in my diary&lt;br /&gt;So here I am a utopian citizen&lt;br /&gt;I'm still convinced&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as idealism&lt;br /&gt;Memories they're following me like a shadow now&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've already suffered the fever of disbelief&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your act&lt;br /&gt;And I know all the facts&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with who I wish you were&lt;br /&gt;It ain't hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Who you are underneath&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with who&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;I was true as the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't soon say the same for you&lt;br /&gt;So now I find denial in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm mesmerized by the picture that's in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when I'll finally see your shallow heart&lt;br /&gt;For what it is'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't want to keep on believin' in illusions&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry that I can't&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;On your true identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1271956478758596652?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1271956478758596652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1271956478758596652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1271956478758596652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1271956478758596652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/03/wish-you-were-here.html' title='wish you were here'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-2549906207699225614</id><published>2008-02-28T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:41:41.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumming around</title><content type='html'>Every end of the day, I always feel like blogging but I can't never seem to get my bum over the laptop and go online to this page and start writting. Nowadays time seem to be passing me by so quickly and the thing is there's nothing much I do. there's nothing much I acomplish and now i feel so useless more like a bum. the weird thing is time keeps slipping off my fingers. I can't seem to grab it and slow down. After Saturday I didnt actually do much with all the school works. After the U-belt research in estero aviles we (my groupmates in the research) end up hanging out at the PHL area, watching the Pharmacy students play volleyball and basketball while prank calling kuya Kriz. After that I went home to Paco with my sis that night and I stay there 4 days and 3 nights. I was school work free. All I did was eat, watch TV, read can you keep a secret? by sophie kinsella, browse through teen vogue,somehow I feel like a child all over again. Mind you it is not like I dont have any work to be done. I do but its due date is in a week. Work can wait. I always feel like I'm always in a rush, even though I'm early. I need to learn how to slow down and relax all over again. I'm afraid I forgot how to. I've watched Jumper and Spiderwick at Gateway cinema andboth movies are awsome. I love Jumper, I love Hayden Christesen and Rachel Bilson. After watching that movie, I wish I could "jump". I love the effects and everything about the movie. watching Spiderwick to me is like watching Harry Potter its mostly about magical creature and maybe the reason why I love it is because there's the tiniest hope in me that magical creatures do exists. I love the ending of Spiderwick..it ends me up thinking, "why didnt I think of that?" Spiderwick puts me at the edge of my seat the whole time I was watching it.. Its a great movie, if you havent seen GO! and watch =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-2549906207699225614?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2549906207699225614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=2549906207699225614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2549906207699225614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2549906207699225614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/bumming-around.html' title='bumming around'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1206842266768364579</id><published>2008-02-14T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:19:53.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti - Valentine playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just thought I blog today... haven't been blogging.. sorry for that. anyways today is Valentine's Day. Nothing much happen just a day, just an ordinary day.. just a boy? just an ordinary boy?speaking of songs I read this article in Msn that I would like to share with you guys =) enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top "I Hate Love" Songs of All Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kelli Congelli Special to MSN Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're not in love, everyone else appears to be. No matter where you go, mushy couples scorch your corneas with their public displays of affection and cram their sweet nothings into your adjacent ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you'd like to think it's lovely, but the truth is that you'd rather not be forced to remember. You don't want to think about how happy you once were, or how happy you could be again if only, or, especially, how happy you might never be again. And you definitely don't want to think about the possibility that your cat might be your longest-running relationship, like George Clooney and his pig (RIP, Max) because you're probably not one of the "sexiest people alive," and you can't afford to live high-on-the-hog in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing epitomizes the single person's challenge quite like Valentine's Day -- the one day each year that seems defined solely by gestures of romance: the delivery of red roses, thoughtful cards and phone calls, candlelight dinners, et cetera, ad nauseum. So this year, here's a suggestion: You can simply choose to hate love. I mean, really despise the sucker. Wear black. Spit on flowers. Fill your ears not with the sweet nothings of others but with the wails, moans and cries of musicians who have the decency to remind us of love's disastrous qualities. Here are the beginnings of a soundtrack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16073859"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;J. Geils Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=38238357&amp;amp;song=38261115"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love Stinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;It's the obvious choice and a cornball classic, but the brevity -- oh, the brevity. If you can get more clear-cut than "This thing they call love/It's gonna make you cry," followed by several thousand impassioned rounds of the phrase "Love Stinks," I don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16073597"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Def Leppard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=29450197&amp;amp;song=29787412"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love Bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maintaining one's patience with this song's laundry list of inane questions is a challenge. ("When you make love, do you look in the mirror?"; "Do you tell lies and say that it's forever?"; "Are you wild 'n' willin' or is it just for show?") And on and on. Add the occasional "Ooh babe" or "Ooh c'mon" and it really will be bringing you to your knees. But against all odds, the song saves itself: "If you've got love in your sights/Watch out, love bites/Yes it does/It will be hell." Not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16074439"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nazareth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=29448748&amp;amp;song=29653063"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love Hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Though its empty analogies and linear word play spit into the faces of creative writing teachers everywhere, it's hard to argue with "Love is like a flame/It burns you when it's hot." Touché.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16571048"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=29457472&amp;amp;song=29919141"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Trouble With Love Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This song gets straight to the blow-by-blow. Clarkson belts that love will "make you hear a symphony" and that it's "like a drug that will make you blind," then adds that it "can tear you up inside," "make your heart believe a lie," is "stronger than your pride" and "doesn't care how fast you fall." Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16191162"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=29446620&amp;amp;song=29767335"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Oughta Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This enraged ditty introduced her to U.S. fans and made her alt-rock's angriest girl. Bitter, screamo vocals ("Every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back/I hope you feel it" and "I'm here to remind you/Of the mess you left when you went away") are enough to sober up even the most lovesick lassie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16074329"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maria McKee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=29453288&amp;amp;song=29586641"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If Love Is a Red Dress (Hang Me in Rags)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This one goes in for the kill not once, not twice, but three times. "If love is shelter/I'm gonna walk in the rain." "If love is a red dress/Well, hang me in rags." And the final blow: "If love is Aces/Give me the Jack."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16583357"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Michael Bublé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; With &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16225304"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Holly Palmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"Down With Love"This song, which served as the lead track for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/movies/movie.aspx?m=537110"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, defines love as "the root of all midnight blues" and then exclaims "Down with love/Yes take it away, away." Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16444421"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=49617468&amp;amp;song=49635943"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm Gonna Find Another You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16388629"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Beyoncé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=49617355&amp;amp;song=49634470"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing reaches up and slaps love in the face quite like the notion that it's not rare. Take, for instance, Beyoncé's insistence that "I could have another you in a minute." Bye-bye, love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16097852"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dixie Chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/album/?album=32406263&amp;amp;song=33317505"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hole in My Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perfectly capturing the reason for the existence of every Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's product, they croon: "You make me feel so bad that I wish I was dead" and "I need a boy like you like I need a hole in my head." *Amen.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/artist/?artist=16189918"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Adam Sandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"Somebody Kill Me"Homicidal tendencies ("It was all a [bleep] [bleep] joke/And when I think of you, Linda/I hope you [two-syllable bleep] choke") meet suicidal tendencies ("Oh somebody kill me please/Somebody kill me please") in this charmer from "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="art" href="http://music.msn.com/movies/movie.aspx?m=471662"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Wedding Singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" soundtrack. Sandler's tortured wails and outbursts remind us of love's ability to transform us into miserable shipwrecks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1206842266768364579?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1206842266768364579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1206842266768364579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1206842266768364579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1206842266768364579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/anti-valentine-playlist.html' title='Anti - Valentine playlist'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6870003672849535521</id><published>2008-02-07T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T16:45:56.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yikes'/><title type='text'>Your just bitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;=) 8 exams down and 4 more to go.. chem *yikes* zoo *oh no* and religion *since when do i ever get religion?* NSTP *proposal* so I'm basically doom. anyways the future can wait. Now is the time to blab about what happen at my last exam today, social arts!!! In the social art living and loving relationship text book, it said that writting can be therapeutic and it didnt even come out in the exam Oh vell. okay so I was a little bit nervouse cause I taught I was going to sing today. I was relief at a sight of a subsitute coming in giving us the exam, which means no singging! Yay! but my happiness was immediately smashed when she show her true colors. She happens to be the secretary of our social art prof and she is horrible!!! seriously! Gelli said she's just bitter cause she doesn't have a date this Valentine's day. She makes our social art prof look so good and nice if compared to her. It's just something about her that isnt right. It's like she's blaming us for her miserable life.. hm...I just wish I won't be working/corperating with her EVER in my entire life! got to go study study study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6870003672849535521?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6870003672849535521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6870003672849535521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6870003672849535521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6870003672849535521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/your-just-bitter.html' title='Your just bitter!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3094198433179062516</id><published>2008-02-06T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:58:21.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams stressless'/><title type='text'>Exams? stressless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exams are now on going and somehow I'm not that stress out as I used to be. Yes, there still coffee and late night/early morning studying but now is different I don't feel like killing myself and dreading why I took this course. I guess I'm usedto it. Midterm so far has been preety well I didnt screw up my zoolgy lab and I dont hate P.E.no more. hahaha I love playing with other teams like when we verses each other. It's tiring but a whole lot fun. I think it's the first time this semester that I have enjoyed P.E. seriously.. Now w're shifting the volleyball and I'm dead!! like litterally... I hate volleyball.. brings back bad memories. anyways I had philosophy, chem and math today. all of them we're okay..not the one's "I knew that" or "why didnt I study hader the night before?" there wasnt a single regret and not an urge to kick myself in the back. Everything is going smoothly and I like the way it is now. I really do hope things won't change soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3094198433179062516?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3094198433179062516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3094198433179062516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3094198433179062516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3094198433179062516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/exams-stressless.html' title='Exams? stressless!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6667637491648902714</id><published>2008-01-13T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T16:41:29.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choosing just one is HARD!</title><content type='html'>hey so MCR is tentative right now but I have made my decision that I will only watch ONE concert! if I'm still going to presue in saving I have to at least CONTROL! it's either MCR, Maroon 5 or Justin Timberlake and right now, I don't know which one I really really want to watch so I'm going to leave it up to faith! meaning I'm going to let other people decide for me. EJ wants to go to MCR and its on a friday 25th at taguig 8pm and on that very same day I have an international conference at Manila hotel but it ends at 4pm J has something going on in school and not sure if there's non at night. transportation isnt a prob coz J is going to ask her driver to send us. we are not sure if we are going to be available at that time. so if fate mess with us and J would be unavailable to go, it means I'm not going to the concert. and if I do go to MCR I wont go to Maroon 5 neither Justin Timberlake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6667637491648902714?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6667637491648902714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6667637491648902714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6667637491648902714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6667637491648902714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/choosing-just-one-is-hard.html' title='choosing just one is HARD!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1068927555165287017</id><published>2008-01-11T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:00:52.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year resolution is hard to keep</title><content type='html'>ah.. IT'S KILLING ME IN THE INSIDE!!! I hate it that My chemical romance is coming. Mind you, I love MCR. It's in my top 3 most love band of all tim along side with simple plan and fall out boy. I know I say if MCR is having a tour here in the Philippines I will so definetly go and watch it. Heck I watched fall out boy LIVE! how can I miss MCR!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the thing is my new year resolutions are meant to be broken but I don't want to break it that early! I mean what's the point of making one when your not even putting the tiniest effort to fullfill it? It's been 11DAYS people! less than a month! you might have probably guessed that my new year's resolution is to spend less and this time SAVE something from my previous allowances! It's been my resolution for ages and I just can never achieved it. Now that I'm so ready and merely mature enough to actually save, MCR comes along! not only that Maroon 5 is coming on March and Justin Timberlake!!! Why do they hate me so MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is torture! half of my mind tells me, It's a once in a life time opportunity and experience to get to watch them LIVE, in person and the other half of me says go by the dvd concert and watch it on my dad's new home theater, it's cheaper, your comfortable and you'll definetly get the close up of the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now I dont know which one to believe. MCR is on Jan 25th Friday at 8pm taguig and I have an international conference at Manila hotel that very same day 7:30am to 4p.m. How am I suppose to concentrate on the lecture knowing MCR is here in the Philippines that very same day? again I say TORTURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is it for now, sorry for the late update and I need you guys to help me decide whether I'll go to the MCR concert =) To go or not to go? that is the question!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1068927555165287017?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1068927555165287017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1068927555165287017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1068927555165287017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1068927555165287017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-resolution-is-hard-to-keep.html' title='New year resolution is hard to keep'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-8351635484073917700</id><published>2007-12-31T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:29:17.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last of 2007</title><content type='html'>YAY! I wanted to blog before the clock strikes 12 midnight. This will be my last blog for the year 2007 and this is also the first time I blog since I got here from the Phils. Before I start I want to wish Happy Happy Birthday to Joey (Dec 1st), Jason (Dec 5th), Ivan (Dec 6th), Gelli (Dec 11th) Kevin (Dec 13th), Fel (Dec 14th), Eileen (Dec 20th), Karl (Dec 29th), Joanne (Dec 31st) and Connan (Jan 1st) plus Belated Merry Christmas and Advance Happy New Year to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so it's been 9 days since I got here and I miss being a bum! seriously! when i was in phils I was always worried about the time and I was always rushing. Here, time doesn't matter to me. I sleep when I want and wake up when I want to. I get to move in my own pace, which is very relaxing. So the reason why I haven't been blogging lately is because that everyday I'm not at home..I go out every single day during my stay here and i think i've been to every mall here in Brunei. This is the only day that I didnt go out and the whole day I stay at home. I guess this vacation was the shortest, it's only for like 11 days (I going back to the phils on the 3rd but leaving here on the 2nd of Jan at night) It's pretty short cause classes starts onthe 3rd on Jan which is a bummer cause some university started onthe 7th of Jan.I could have extended my stay here. anyways i met up with Jasmine Rayos, she's here too for the holidays and she's going back on the 6th,not that her classes on the 7th, it starts on the 3rd as well and skipping a few days of school. I wish I could do that but unfortunetly I can't! cause it will be very hard to catch up and attendance matter! yes I do sound like a nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing the subject, I been watching alot lately and watch national treasure with my dad and sis at the cinema and the movie its pretty cool, love it. We wanted to watch alvin and the chipmunks but it wasnt showing anymore! my sis did watch the film at empire with her friends which is so not fair. Now I have to buy a DVD of it. I've watched amrican pie beta house, nancy drew, the golden compass, brats and bring it on to win it. I still want to watch alvin and the chipmunks! speaking of alvin and the chipmunks, I stole a couple of songs of the movie from Ice's pen drive. I'll try to upload it to my multiply. I've also been watching from fanpop.com it's like youtube but a little more way organize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's just it from me less than an hour now and its new year. a brand new year for a brand new challeges and hurdles that I will need to acomplish. wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, thanks for caring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-8351635484073917700?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8351635484073917700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=8351635484073917700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8351635484073917700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/8351635484073917700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-of-2007.html' title='the last of 2007'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5895945626796262774</id><published>2007-12-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:35:18.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>tommorow is my last day here in the Philippines.. I can't wait to go back to Brunei =) tonight is my last night here at the dorm, then tommorow I'll be going to Paco but first I have to go to Makati to walk my mom's pension's plan. I'll spend one night at Paco and super early in the morning i'll be going to the airport. My flight is at 7ish and will be arriving to bunei at around 9 am. I want to buy the SanFo treats the caramel apple..I love it and I want to buy some for my friends but I'm worried about excess baggage plus its perishable. It's funny how there's still alot of people here at the dorm.. It's SAD if your going to spend Christmas here at the dorm SERIOUSLY! speaking of spending christmas at the dorm I hope my brother goes home to Paco for Christmas cause he doesnt want to go back to Brunei so he's staying here at the Philippines. I finnally finish downloading Java I was suprise all this time I didnt have Java in laptop so I downloaded it.. I'll be uploading pictures now more often at multiply but not now ahm.. maybe when I'm in Brunei. hehehe 24 hrs internet service.. I LOVE! too bad i'll be only staying there for 10 days only but its still 10 in Brunei so yeah I'm just going to have to make the most out of it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5895945626796262774?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5895945626796262774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5895945626796262774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5895945626796262774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5895945626796262774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3492923774221090368</id><published>2007-12-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:19:49.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prelims'/><title type='text'>END OF SCHOOL ENDOF EXAMS</title><content type='html'>YAY! bye bye to late night studying, no more waking up early in the morning to go to school and last minute review. Now I can sleep as late as I want surfing the net, watching TV and reading magazines and I don't have to worry about waking up early the next day and oversleeping.. I do worry about oversleeping because I had exoerience it twice and missing my first class.. well it was only english.. (don't tell Mrs Corpuz I said that) anyways my last exam was during 7- 8 this morning and it was chem.. when i receieved the test questions I was like YAY 36 questions only WEE! and I have like an hour! So I was doing my exams and it was preety okay so far until!!! There always have to be an UNTIL! I reach the last two questions! the last problem solving! I tried to solve it but I couldn't and my exam is from 7-8, I extended until 8:20!!! seriously in the end i just guessed the answer =p I'm not done yet with my christmas shopping and pasabulongs I'll be going to MOA tommorow.. It's hard shopping for a guy!!why are they so hard to find a gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3492923774221090368?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3492923774221090368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3492923774221090368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3492923774221090368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3492923774221090368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-school-endof-exams.html' title='END OF SCHOOL ENDOF EXAMS'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1930157682094257984</id><published>2007-12-18T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:42:47.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prelims'/><title type='text'>exams they always gets me sad</title><content type='html'>Yay at last I got time to blog. Seriously I've been super duper busy the last couple of weeks! After the field trip to Subic which was super exausting but at the same time super fun, I had like tons of homeworks to do! Self-studies, reaction papers and project (scrap book about the trip! its for english and it's not a very easy thing to do!) plus I have to review for my horrible + terrible =vegetable exams! My exams started on Saturday. It kicked of with zoology (lab) I didn't really study cause I was still in a state of awe like,"is my exams really starting tommorow?" everything is passing me by so quickly that I couldn't feel that I'm at the right time and space. so basically as usual my CURSE, my classmates also notice this, I ALWAYS SCREW UP MY FIRST EXAM! ALWAYS! but now I'm not that devastated as I was suppose to be like last year. Still I couldn't stop my tear from falling off my eye. Monday I had 4 exams straight with one hour break in the middle but it was all good. I studied the night before and was so confident that I didnt bring any of my reviewers to school cause I had reviewed them the night/morning before. Exausted from my yesterday's exams today was HORRIBLE! with a capital H! I started my day badly! was so tired from yesterday with all that studying that I didnt even study or yet read. what's worst I couldn't get up. I was so sleepy! I was suppose to wake up at 5am to review but it was no use. My body has rejected my brain. The mind is willing but the body is weak. So as usual what started badly ends up badly! I hate my PE teacher. She's acting like its our Major subject and expect us to execute a shot that she had taught us for like one meeting only! Even basketball players don't always get it right. Plus not all people are good at basketball, if we were we would all be at the NBA. sigh. how much does it cost to assasinate my teacher? I'm not even suppose to be doing basketball because of disability. Maybe I could complain to the school that she's abusing me. I have a letter from the school clinic that I am suppose to take special PE and what I'm doing right now is definetly not special PE! This is how much I despise my PE teacher right now. Basketball never liked me but all that is way behind me. I'm glad that that's over and I'm going to start fresh tommorow and kicked ass at chemistry lecture exams. sigh Analytical Chemistry is not easy but I think I still can rocked it. I hope... tommorow is my last exams YAY! so that means I might be going back to my regular blogging. Pictures are posted at my multiply =) It's not completed yet but it will soon!!!!very soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading, thanks for caring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1930157682094257984?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1930157682094257984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1930157682094257984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1930157682094257984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1930157682094257984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams-they-always-gets-me-sad.html' title='exams they always gets me sad'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3340931483387752376</id><published>2007-12-06T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:55:28.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBIC here I come</title><content type='html'>I'm super excited to go to subic tommorow cause I havent been there and I dont care if I have to wake up at 4 am in the morning just to get myself ready.. I bet we (my classmates and I) are just as excited as I am. Just this afternoon after our zoology lab class Gelli, Cianne and I went to gateway to grocery for our field tommorow but first we ate at Taco Bell!! I love Taco Bell especially their chicken quiesella, I just ate there like a week ago with my sis and Jet. We went grocery at Rustan Supermarket and bought alot of FOOD! well at least I know I bought alot! from jelly, cookies, chocolates to chips and bubble gum. you name it, I have it. plus we went around finding something to buy for our "secret person" to give during the christmas exchange giving. On the way I found something for my sister to give this Christmas. Steph if your reading this and I know your going to, YES i did bought you somthing =) but you have to wait till Christmas to find out what it is =p. We also went around Rustan department store to find a large bag to bring during the field trip.. that will fit my laptop, pillow and all the food. We actually find one, it was basically Jet's idea a week ago.. its Baby Coture! =P It's perfect! it's big and has lots for pockets.. I could use it in school so I wouldnt be carrying around my folder and I also could use it when I travel back to Brunei.. plus its very afordable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I went back to legarda with Gelli OMG there was a rally and I dont know how I was suppose to go back to my dorm because its freaking on the way and they were there. I got sacred and told Gellli if I could stay at her dorm until the rally ends. Fortunetly Gelli was smart. She accompanied me until the back of CEU so that I could reach my dorm. Seriously I'm not use seeing people rallying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went alright I reached my dorm safely and I need to wake up 4am tommorow pictures are posted at my gallery. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading, thanks for caring&lt;br /&gt;*so mtv trl damien*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3340931483387752376?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3340931483387752376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3340931483387752376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3340931483387752376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3340931483387752376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/subic-here-i-come.html' title='SUBIC here I come'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-393420739232107438</id><published>2007-11-30T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:26:30.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace not war</title><content type='html'>Philippines is the last place i want to be right now... and unfortunetly I'm here yay! I love it that there's no school and finally i can rest and go online and finaly BLOG but Manila is choatic right now. It's like the goddess of chaos has come to the Philippines. There is a curfew right now in metro manila 12mn-5am.. anyone caught at this time outside will be send to prison. Its a preety mess up place to be in right now.. how can i be in peace when my environment isnt.. I dont actually know what's really going on right now,will get back on you guys when i watch the new later.. all i know is there's this senator who doesn't like the president at all and the army is now marching wanting President GMA to step down her position and everything. Like i said, I don't know all the details yet.. anyways it was rainning all day yesterday, San Beda andLaConsolation college has annonced suspension of classes while CEU hasn't! and despite all the chaos going on, my sis, jet and I manage to still hang out in Gateway.. we plan to go out a few days ago before all this "stuff" come out and I was really excited because I havent seen Jet since I flew here in Manila from Brunei so I havent seen him for like 8 months plus akon concert here in manila at the araneta colliseum is at the very same day and all this drama has to come up. Its very frustrating because since the philippines is known for its tourism and they're just like throwing it away.. who wants to visit a country where they can't even make peace with other. A country making war with itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make peace not war. You can't accomplish peace by war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-393420739232107438?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/393420739232107438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=393420739232107438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/393420739232107438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/393420739232107438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/peace-not-war.html' title='peace not war'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-401434867864874461</id><published>2007-11-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:58:53.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Fist Day UNI?</title><content type='html'>i have alot to do and responsibi;ities but oh vell! I've got a whole lot load of work given to me and even though my classes ends at 2pm I still feel a whole lot tired compare to last sem where my class ends at 5pm.. so I dont know.. I guess I still have a hang over from the sem break.. I'm not yet adjusted to the whole I'm in school now and I have to study =) I already have shedules for homeowrk and quizes on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my first day of school aint bad. It started of with analytical chem and the dean is our prof. I like her. She's cool. too bad she's retirering.. she invited us to an international seminar called internation scientific conference on natural product for health and wellness.. there's going to be speakers from around the country and participants too. =) It going to held in Manila Hotel on Jan 24-25 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoology 12 lec our prof is Dr. Alicia Yu. She scares me. hehehe we were already told that there's going to be a quiz based on the syllabus next meeting =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philo was fun.. It's like a continuation of psychology.. I love it. Our prof is Dr. Creseta Salongga love her fashion statement.. she's wearing a black and white checkered tie with matching mini badge at the upper left top of her puff sleves, re blouse. The blouse compliments her hair. =) here are some of her quotes..&lt;br /&gt;time is precious&lt;br /&gt;If you dont start right you wont end up right&lt;br /&gt;The more you know, the more you know that you dont know&lt;br /&gt;The reason why you talk is because you have the brain and knowledge therefore reflects self confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Why make yourself miserable, when you can make yourself happy&lt;br /&gt;you can be whatever you want to be if you believe so or when you think so.&lt;br /&gt;You are what you think are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoology lab is Mrs. Solas. Iam glad she's back.. and OMG zoology 12 is going to be tough.. she's basically just giving us the outline of the syallbus and it made me want to run away.. all the scientific name. classification and EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we have Mrs. Villoria as our math teacher.. I miss Mrs Tubon. I like her!!! I want her instead of Mrs Villoria.. Oh Vell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how tommorow goes.. Have to go to the library for reseach and journals sigh... oh PE s' tommorow.. wonder what's our team sport.. I do wish is basketball and not volleyball.. seriously I cant play volleyball.. I just dont have what it takes to play that sport... if that's' our PE Im so going to use my fracture arm as an excuse that I can't play ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-401434867864874461?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/401434867864874461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=401434867864874461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/401434867864874461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/401434867864874461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/fist-day-uni.html' title='Fist Day UNI?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4510739117159089866</id><published>2007-11-05T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:07:00.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem break'/><title type='text'>my body clock is ruined!!</title><content type='html'>After 3 weeks of sem break of sleeping late at night and waking uplate in the afternoon.. I now can't sleep! It's 2a.m. in the morning and I have to go to school later at 7am!! that gives me 5 hrs to sleep make that less I still can't sleep.. I body clock is so ruin! anyways I had loads of fun during mu sem break can't wait to blog it in here.. sorry havent been blogging not that I'm busy or hadnt have the time, I just ran out of internet card while my stay at Paco.. bt im back here at th dorm where there's wiffi so its okay if i go online at 2 am in the morning hehehe I really want to blog about my stay at Pampanga. I had the awsome experience been paper blog hehe so i'll transfer it here a lil bit later =) right now I'll tryto get some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love and I really really miss you guy ALOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4510739117159089866?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4510739117159089866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4510739117159089866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4510739117159089866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4510739117159089866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-body-clock-is-ruined.html' title='my body clock is ruined!!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7569337643102684435</id><published>2007-10-20T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:48:30.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem break'/><title type='text'>gainning weight</title><content type='html'>I cant believe that its been a week that I've stayed here at Paco and its been preety okay i guess.. I havent been to any mall lately so I'm not really spending much but I've been spending my money by going to 7eleven lately.. that's the only store that is accessable here! so dont judge me... I've been buying junk foods, cookies and ice-creams almost every afternoon.. and still im not gainning any much weight. my goal before the next sem start is to actually GAIN WEIGHT! like visible result where people actually say "u gain weight?" I know it's hard to believe, it's like believing that someday pigs will fly but I can do this.... if I put my mind on it hahahaha who am i kidding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7569337643102684435?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7569337643102684435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7569337643102684435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7569337643102684435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7569337643102684435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/gainning-weight.html' title='gainning weight'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4999612296771573346</id><published>2007-10-17T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:46:06.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burger king'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem break'/><title type='text'>fast food burger king</title><content type='html'>I miss fast food!! I think that my body is really reacting differently. I'm never full.. I'm always craving for a burger, fries, float and a sundae.. aw.. I miss Mc Donalds and burger king!! one of the few reasons why i love the philippines is that they have burger king and its almost in every mall haha I'm serious I really want fries right now!! When I'm at the dorm I was so fed up of fast food because thats all I eat!! now that I cant have them I miss them so much..hahaha I WANT FAST FOOD! somebody save me and deliver me an xtra long club burger, reg. fries, sundae and a large soda!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4999612296771573346?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4999612296771573346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4999612296771573346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4999612296771573346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4999612296771573346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/fast-food-burger-king.html' title='fast food burger king'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5074666427332019205</id><published>2007-10-16T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:35:43.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem break'/><title type='text'>sem break</title><content type='html'>hm... its been 5 days and it feels like a month! hahaha I want to go back to school.. I guess I just miss something to do.. I'm not in a hurry... I don't think that much.. like doI have homework to do? do i need to study for a quiz tommorow? I hardly sleep well.. I miss my dorm.. here are the pros and cons of staying here with my relatives... dont get me wrong I love my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so staying here at Paco instead of LaResidencia dorm "Pros" are&lt;br /&gt;1) free food!&lt;br /&gt;2) cabel TV&lt;br /&gt;3) home food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro staying in dorm rather than Paco&lt;br /&gt;1) there's the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;2) wifii internet there is faster plus its free&lt;br /&gt;3) accessable junk and fast food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what else is there.. I don't know where to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was suppose to go to school for the job hunting churva hehehe but I didn't It started 7:30 in the mornning until 12 noon i guess..and i was suppose attend, I was at paco and i woke up 5:30 in the morning realizing that I dont have a formal attire here I left them in the dorm plus when I woke up my sis was still sleeping... I asked her to accompanyme last night so I was like what the heck its not that compulsary anyway so I texted Cianne I wouldnt be coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5074666427332019205?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5074666427332019205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5074666427332019205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5074666427332019205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5074666427332019205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-break.html' title='sem break'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6001254564110780109</id><published>2007-10-14T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:06:35.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem break'/><title type='text'>UGLY BETTY</title><content type='html'>Sem break sem break sem break I'm not that bored though cause I really really need to relax I dont mind nothing to do hahaha I'm going to blog more often... and I've been watching TV alot! and been surfing the net!=) I think I'm addicted to YouTube!!!! plus I'm addicted to Ugly Betty now hahaha It's all Joyman and Joshs' fault! It comes out every tuesday on studio 23 but I never get to watch it.. at first I dont even bother watching it...the tv at the dorm is usually open but I hardly watched or focused on it so yeah.. So out of CURIOUSITY I bought the whole full season one of Ugly Bettty Cds and yeah I finished the whole season in like 5 days?? hahaha I cant wait for the next season haha I'm going to Pampangga a province here in the Philippines with Gelli after the enrollment =) will keep you guys updated dont forget to check out my multiply &lt;a href="http://sarahsamantha.multiply.com/"&gt;http://sarahsamantha.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt; for pictures updates =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6001254564110780109?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6001254564110780109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6001254564110780109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6001254564110780109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6001254564110780109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/ugly-betty.html' title='UGLY BETTY'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7400074524364722908</id><published>2007-10-12T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T22:30:06.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Click 5'/><title type='text'>click 5</title><content type='html'>You keep me hanging on the line Every time you change your mind First you say you won’t then you say you will You keep me hanging on, but we're not moving on, we're standing still KYLE, you've got me on my knees KYLE, it’s killing me he needs his own space, he's playing mind games Ends up at my place saying that he's changed (KYLE, what's the problem?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from TriNoma finals are over so what a great way to relax.. there's no school due to ramadan coolness even here we recognize ramadan.. but its not dat cool cause all my exams are cramped in one day and its so stree out. I'm so relief its OVER! I didnt really study that 100%well oh screw it.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry havent been updating lately just been super super busy gosh i really need this sem break.. school starts at nov 5 i think have to enroll for second sem on oct 24.. anyways i posted pictures on what's happening with me lately at my multiply.. its sarahsamantha.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways about trinoma mall and KYLE.. the first paragraphis a lyrics from click five called Jenny but I replace Jenny to Kyle, the lead singer of click five.. BECAUSE he is such a snob.. i mean seriously I was in the mall at 9:30 am to get a free stub for a seat to watch the show got a meet and greet pass waited in line for hours and when i get to see him in person like so close he didnt even look at me!!! He just signed the front cover of the album.. I was really looking forward in taking a pic with him but nvm..but i like ben and joe there like the NICEST people in the group i mean seriously i feel bad cause kyle (my fav of the group) is such a snob.. after signning joe said hi introduce himself and gave me a handshake..he was the first one to make a move and said something to me.. ben did the same thing... so yeah oh vell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the kick off of my sem break watching and meeting click 5... so far I've watched live.. fall out boy.. elliot yamin... and click 5.. I wonder who's next?? hehehehe pictures will be at my multiply malas to blog pictures here hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7400074524364722908?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7400074524364722908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7400074524364722908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7400074524364722908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7400074524364722908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/click-5.html' 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Saturday!!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3765362963970789142</id><published>2007-09-26T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:01:57.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete jumping </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NmrEy2Nq_-s' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NmrEy2Nq_-s'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6310744979355328948</id><published>2007-09-25T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:55:24.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Out Boy The Take Over, The Breaks Over (Live in Manila)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/KklVx16yJZU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/KklVx16yJZU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6310744979355328948?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' 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width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-628730352621888886</id><published>2007-09-25T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:55:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Matter </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2jg9JiL2OAc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2jg9JiL2OAc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they sang dont matter from akon and pete ruin it hahaha but it was all planned =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-628730352621888886?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-767099259607303589</id><published>2007-09-25T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:56:46.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOB at araneta Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://youtube.com/v/Vk_i5ZuTO5g'/" width="'425'" height="'350'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was their closing song &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-767099259607303589?l=princesssarahjournal.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/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-8653383286082365740</id><published>2007-09-25T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:00:42.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOB'/><title type='text'>FOB at araneta Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://youtube.com/v/Vk_i5ZuTO5g'/" width="'425'" height="'350'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was there closing song &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-8653383286082365740?l=princesssarahjournal.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/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4008259417940582095</id><published>2007-09-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:11:47.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><title type='text'>He taste like you but sweeter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaQbJAlVOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kVV5otQVSTA/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113433222875010274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaQbJAlVOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kVV5otQVSTA/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaQNJAlVMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Mg4clakNTw/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaPuJAlVJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pCZqpuPvrow/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaPi5AlVHI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VF8oJ3jXkdo/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113432256507368562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaPi5AlVHI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VF8oJ3jXkdo/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still GOT a hang over fall out boy.. so this is what i've been to lately September 20 Fall Out Boy concert at Araneta September with my sis 21 Apple's Debut (18th birthday) suprise party at school.. September 22 Elliot Yamin at Glorietta with Rox &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEPTEMBER 20... Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concert was great.. it was so great that I want more!!! My sis and I went to araneta by using the LRT and by 7 we were there.. the guard told us that we couldnt bring our videocam and digicam. I brought J's video cam cause I wanted to take the whole coverage of the concert. I was so excited I bought my own tape.. oh vell.. we tried to bring in the digi cam still they wouldnt allowed.. they said that we could only use our cam phone.. my cam on my phone is really sucky.. so low the resolution even the phone of my sis. sigh but at least I get to see Pete live. He swears alot!!! but he's great in communicating with the crowd. we did the wave hahaha.."people in the middle dont fcuk the wave up because it's always the one in the middle who fcuk the wave up" I can't believe he asked the crowd, "how many of you guys here understand exactly what I'm saying now?" hahaha Pete we do understand English. Maybe before the concert he encounter a filipino who doesnt understand english.. it was fun bought like two shirts of FOB its a shame that there's no autograph signning =( .. Oh vell after the concerts we went to coffee bean to meet up with my brother.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEPTEMBER 21.. Apple's suprise 18th Birthday in school &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She almost cried when we suprised her with a bunch of roses and two rolls of cake from goldilocks with 18 candels... She had no idea that we were planning the whole thing all along and I'm sorry it made her felt left out the last two days before her birthday hehehe anyways she was happy and so gratefull =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEPTEMBER 22.. Elliot Yamin at Glorietta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew he was here in the Phils but I wasnt really a fan.. but during American Idol I was really votting for him to win cause I really prefer him than Katherine McFee and Taylor Ricks. Rox so him in the newspaper saying that he was going to preform in Glorietta and so i offered to accompany her cause i really want to go out. Met up with her at Glorietta.. I brought J's video cam and I took the whole thing.. my arm hurts. It was for free btw.. we didnt need a ticket unlike fall out boy hehe Elliot Yamin is great too..the show was done Elliot went out the stage but crowd kept screaming Elliot!!! Elliot!! Elliot!! then he came back and sang one more song.. aww.. he really loves his fans.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4008259417940582095?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4008259417940582095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4008259417940582095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4008259417940582095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4008259417940582095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-taste-like-you-but-sweeter.html' title='He taste like you but sweeter'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RvaQbJAlVOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/kVV5otQVSTA/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5966553975477075170</id><published>2007-09-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:32:24.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><title type='text'>Life is so Unfair yet who said it is?</title><content type='html'>This is so not fair.. tommorow i'm "suppose" to go to Papangga and on Sunday my classmates and I WERE suppose to go to Batanags beach to look for algae.. it's for out botany project and we need it before finals. So everything is planned out. I was so excited cause I'll be touring aound the philippines plus I get to go to the BEACH!!! It's been along time since I've been to a beach. The last beach I've visited was Muara Beach and that was in Brunei! so I really wanted to go to a beach here plus there's no nearer beach here in Manila but Batangas beach and its 3 hours away. Manila Bay is so not a beach! yes there's the sea but no sandy beaches!!..=( I was really excited and i was looking forward in travelling and exploring the philippines hahaha seriously.. Mam bot found out that were planning to go just because of her assignment then she forbid us to go =( she said its too risky!! next headline "Students from CEU got kidnap/murdered/rapped just because of a botany project" sigh. this is so not fair arent we suppose to be biologist. we're suppose to explore and find things by ourselves.. the experience here lacks alot! now I've got nothing to do this sunday!! =( I want to go to a beach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be on a beach SUNBURN!!! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5966553975477075170?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5966553975477075170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5966553975477075170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5966553975477075170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5966553975477075170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-is-so-unfair-yet-who-said-it-is.html' title='Life is so Unfair yet who said it is?'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-7922077158399162695</id><published>2007-09-11T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:42:30.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><title type='text'>FALL OUT BOY!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to watch fall out boy live on sept 20 at areneta!!! I'm so excited I'm such a HUGE fan of fall out boy and I have to drag my sister to come along to accompany me =) I even bought her tickets =) I wanted to buy the VIP Patron seats but it was already full.. It wasnt fair because I didnt know that they were coming and are going to jam on spet 20 and 21 I just found out last saturday when i turned on the TV so yeah Smart was advertising cause they were giving out free tickets. ON that same day my sis and I went to SM Manila and bought tickets but sept 21 was SOLD OUT =( but luckily, I was SO FORTUNATE that they added a date, september20! Unfortunetly both september 20 and 21 the VIP Patron seat was FULL! =( My sis and I manage to get a Patron seat at row G, it was all good. I can't wait for september 20! Finally I'm going to meet my husband to be PETE!! hahaha. I've been a fan of FOB ever since I was in Brunei, ever since I first heard their song and watch their music video on MTV sugar we're falling down swinging for the first time. NJ and I are hard fan of FOB and MCR unfortunetly NJ is still in Brunei and FOR THE FIRST TIME I'm glad that I'm here in the Philippines! Don't worry NJ I'l TRY to get an autograph signed Tshirt for you! If I can,I would. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-7922077158399162695?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7922077158399162695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=7922077158399162695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7922077158399162695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/7922077158399162695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/fall-out-boy.html' title='FALL OUT BOY!!!!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1704554938803017089</id><published>2007-09-07T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:32:55.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>I can now totally sleep!</title><content type='html'>ibFinally exams are so over!!! Tonight I could totally sleep without having to think about. ANYTHING hahaha I'm so happy .. I don't have to stay up late anymore just to memorize and read and research...now all I do now in the internet is read my friends blogs (FINALLY!! I've been so outdated!) blog (update you guys about me), check mails, friendster and update multiply =) Exams are preety okay and here's how I rate them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) - okay!!so so wasnt that hard neither was it easy&lt;br /&gt;=D - so happy, I love the prof who made the paper!!&lt;br /&gt;=S - oh Vell guess I screwed it up? not sure! but I know I didnt do well at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSTP =)&lt;br /&gt;English 14 speech =)&lt;br /&gt;Math Trig =D&lt;br /&gt;Botany Lab =S&lt;br /&gt;Psychology =D&lt;br /&gt;English Literature =)&lt;br /&gt;Zoology Lab =D&lt;br /&gt;Zoology Lecture =)&lt;br /&gt;Botany Lecture =)&lt;br /&gt;Religion =S&lt;br /&gt;P.E. Swimming =D!!&lt;br /&gt;History =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my speech on hamlet and I was so freaking nervouse that I'm not sure how well I did but Oh Vell! Right now I now know my grade for PE, Zoology Lab and Maths, they're =D!! that's all I can say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm basically pretty proud of myslef and all that nights without sleep is totally worthit! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1704554938803017089?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1704554938803017089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1704554938803017089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1704554938803017089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1704554938803017089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-can-now-totally-sleep.html' title='I can now totally sleep!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-9010489776199760251</id><published>2007-09-05T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:36:29.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>NO total refractory period</title><content type='html'>I think, no, I know, definetly I screwed up by botany lab midterm exams hahaha Oh Vell!! anyways surfing the net just to keep myself awake.. I'm not sleeping tonight. J and I had a deal if I succeed being awake the whole night she'll treat me coffee bean haha (anything for coffee bean!) I know this is crazy because there's exams tommorow but this is what we usually do. Actually it's also her fault that I participated in Ms. Science and I blame her and only her for the most embarassing moment of my life! anyways I dont really think I'm going to sleep tonight cause I really still need to study plus I'm chatting with Nick and Adrian right now so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish....... I had a one way ticket like right now at this very momment to Australia and crash at Sangs placed! seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the effect of not sleeping is getting to me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-9010489776199760251?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9010489776199760251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=9010489776199760251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/9010489776199760251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/9010489776199760251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-total-refractory-period.html' title='NO total refractory period'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-3025115163263197638</id><published>2007-09-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:14:27.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Things I do just to avoid you!</title><content type='html'>I did everything just to avoid seeing you&lt;br /&gt;I walk all the way to the ladies room before my class&lt;br /&gt;just to prevent walking pass by you at the hall way&lt;br /&gt;and yet unexpectedly when I'm totally unaware&lt;br /&gt;and no cross roads to turn to&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice but to walk pass you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go to the mall&lt;br /&gt;just to get my mind out of you&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take the jeep&lt;br /&gt;I saw you queing at the line&lt;br /&gt;where all passengers que just to ride the jeep&lt;br /&gt;I dare not ride the same jeep with you&lt;br /&gt;In order to prevent that&lt;br /&gt;I took the taxi to go to the mall&lt;br /&gt;I spend 100 pesos instead of just paying 6 pesos if I rode the jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at the mall I was in a que of ATM&lt;br /&gt;it was a long que!&lt;br /&gt;I was shock that you were there&lt;br /&gt;you were heading towards my direction&lt;br /&gt;how can I be so unlucky today&lt;br /&gt;I went out of my que&lt;br /&gt;and went to another ATM even though it was a longer line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home&lt;br /&gt;I still dare not to ride the jeepney&lt;br /&gt;Going home I still took the taxi&lt;br /&gt;Just to avoid seeing you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before when I long to see you&lt;br /&gt;you never appear&lt;br /&gt;and now when I dont want to see you&lt;br /&gt;you always appear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-3025115163263197638?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3025115163263197638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=3025115163263197638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3025115163263197638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/3025115163263197638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-i-do-just-to-avoid-you.html' title='Things I do just to avoid you!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1688019944425976281</id><published>2007-08-31T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:27:00.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midterms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm this close to be admitted to the mental hospital!</title><content type='html'>I'm serious! I think I'm going crazy. I think studying can actually damage your brain! LOL OMG I'll never take any subject for granted again. I didnt study for math cause I was like, "I knew it already. I've studied it like2 years ago hehe and I basically mastered simplifying and proving identities" so I studied Zoology instead. I was so concentrated on my zoo cause I dont want to screw up zoo.. I cant afford to mess up. so during math class when we had a quiz, I was so blank! hahaha I was so brave. I know that there is going to be a quiz and I didnt even touch my math book! So basically I screwed up my math quiz just know but it's okay I'll study harder for the exams. I knew it but I just couldn't remember it. Anyways as for zoology, I rock it. I even help my classmates to answer their recitation. I was so fired up during zoology I know like everything she's talking about, the one time I'm fully prepare and she didnt even call me to recite! sigh! anyways I wont be sleeping tonight cause I have to study. I kept telling my self that but next thing you know I'm in bed in a deep dream. The mind is willing but the body weak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1688019944425976281?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1688019944425976281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1688019944425976281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1688019944425976281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1688019944425976281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-this-close-to-be-admitted-to-mental.html' title='I&apos;m this close to be admitted to the mental hospital!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5430625424191517361</id><published>2007-08-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:59:51.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>I have no right to fall asleep!</title><content type='html'>I got so many things to do! Midterms is on Monday! and I really have to study. Basically I literally hate my zoology lec prof right now. She pissed me off. she definetly can't teach at all!! I think I'm getting dumb-mer by the minute when I am at her class. Things need to be done for tommorow's class.. zoology lab - skeletal system of the frog DONE!!, history - none, botany lec - assignment - research (I'm doing it right now) quiz on dinoflagellates and bacteria. English - take God I'm the last to preform my monolog and it's after the finals.. I haven't memorize mine yet =s . Math quiz on simplfying and proving identities. I'm so fortunate to take A.maths so I don't really study for math. Just review and refresh then bloody zoology lec!! hahaha asignment on digestive system of vertibrates and invertibrates plus long quiz! WTF! I just studied in psychology that SLEEPIS SO IMPORTANT but what can I do? I think I alsoreally have to train myself to sleep less at get to stage 4 NREM really quick hehehe. Just now I reported in religion hahaha screwed it up. I didnt really want to report. Plus I was suppose to escape cause it was the closing ceremony of the sportfest and I have to be there. Unfortunetly she wouldnt let me go until I've reported!!Anyways like I said, I screwed it up but who cares. The closing ceremony was ok. so predictable that dentistry is the overall champion. I really love the dance preformed by the pharmacy students.Just now hanging out with my trackmates was FUN! I really do miss the times when we were trainning and hanging out. Apple, Michelle and Michack were at Jollibee, Dr. Yu's treat! We had spegatti, burger, fries, sundae and coke hehehe i had a really great time and today was Mam Lee's Birthday she treated us with frenchfries hehe. After that I met up with Gelli and start doing the frog skeletons stuff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5430625424191517361?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5430625424191517361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5430625424191517361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5430625424191517361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5430625424191517361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-no-right-to-fall-asleep.html' title='I have no right to fall asleep!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-5391374999637637181</id><published>2007-08-28T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:08:53.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>MIdterm = shopping + Coffee Bean + Korean Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Midterm is less than a week now. Have been procrastinating alot! So I need motivation and the only thing that motivates me is the MALL!! So I went to Gateway this afternoon to window shop. My parents usually do this but since they're not here I have to do it. What I do is, I go to every shop and if I found something that I really like,like a pair of shoes or clothes, I set my goal; If I get a 1 for this certain subject, I'm so going to buy this item so that it's worth buying. kindda like my congradulation gift to myself. When we were young our parents usually motivates us with gifts like if we got 5A's in our PCE they're going to buy us a nitendo or a playstation or anything that we desire to have (usually material). So that practise basically stays with me until now. Last night I had 3 hours of sleep. I have been researching on plants for botany and I've been studying for the midterm. This screams COFFEE!!! I usually prefer coffee bean than starbucks. I need to be awake. So little time, so many things to study! sigh! plus I can't study like in 4 hours straight. Nothing goes in my head after 3 - 4 hours straight of studying. So i take a break! I usually watch korean movies. J borrowed me this DVD 16 in 1 Korean movies. Out of the 16, I've watch 5; Windstruck, My Sassy Girl, 100 days with Mr. Agorant, Love me not and What if the sun rises on the west. After a subject, one movie. After a movie, one subject and this usually goes on untill I'm supper tired or if I fall asleep. I won't blog much need to go back and study. I'll just leave you with this. I find this extremely funny. I miss CHEM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two new chemical elements have recently been discovered. Here for the first time is a description of their properties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Element Name: WOMAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Symbol: WO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Atomic Weight: (don't even go there!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Physical Properties: Generally round in form. Boils at nothing and may freeze any time. Melts whenever treated properly. Very bitter if not used well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chemical properties: Very active. Highly unstable. Possesses strong affinity to gold, silver, platinum, and precious stones. Violent when left alone. Able to absorb great amounts of exotic food. Turns slightly green when placed next to a better specimen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Usage: Highly ornamental. An extremely good catalyst for dispersion of wealth. Probably the most powerful income reducing agent known. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Caution: Highly explosive in inexperienced hands. -----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Element Name: MAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Symbol: XY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Atomic Weight: (180 +/- 50) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Physical properties: Solid at room temperature,but gets bent out of shape easily. Fairly dense and sometimes flaky. Difficult to find a pure sample. Due to rust, aging samples are unable to conduct electricity as easily as young samples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chemical properties: Attempts to bond with WO any chance it can get. Also tends to form strong bonds with itself. Becomes explosive when mixed with Kd (Element: Child) for prolonged period of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Usage: None known. Possibly good methane source. Good samples are able to produce large quantities on command. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Caution: In the absence of WO, this element rapidly decomposes and begins to smell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-5391374999637637181?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5391374999637637181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=5391374999637637181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5391374999637637181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/5391374999637637181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/midterm-shopping-coffee-bean-korean.html' title='MIdterm = shopping + Coffee Bean + Korean Movies'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6899159549254453154</id><published>2007-08-26T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:11:48.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences event sport fest'/><title type='text'>Beauty Brain and Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RtGhJ66k41I/AAAAAAAAAN8/JNWlGDCAElc/s1600-h/vanity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103037044593320786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RtGhJ66k41I/AAAAAAAAAN8/JNWlGDCAElc/s320/vanity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thank God for all the blessing that He had given to me. For the past 3 months OMG so many things had happen. It's such an amazing rollercoaster of emotions that I hardly could explain. Actually everything happens simultaneously. First there were try-outs of different sports for the sport fest. I choose swimming, maybe because Cianne was trying out swimming and I really want to get involved in sports so yeah at least I got some accompany. Tried out and it was hard BUT fun, super I love the water. Then the dilemma comes. I didn’t know that there was an athletic team in CEU. My psy teacher is the adviser of the track and field. So she was advertising it during class. They lack in runners and so I wanted to help out since I’m a runner and just an amateur swimmer. I couldn’t choose between the two because I love swimming, believe you me. I love the water and basically I swim for FUN. Running has been to me always a competition and a challenge. I thought I could do both and I know I can physically. So I joined both. When I was consulted by Ms. Costuna (my psy teacher) in the office about my dilemma, Mrs Corpuz was there. She’s the overall chair for the search of Mr. and Ms. Science. She told, “Are you a medalist in swimming?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, It’s my first time to join a swimming competition.” Still I want to experience…&lt;br /&gt;“Are you a medalist in track and field?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes in high school.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then its’ settle. Join the track and field.”&lt;br /&gt;My classmates were there too at the office and Mrs. Corpuz asked me to register for the pre-pageant for the search for the Mr. and Mrs. Science. My classmates were forcing me to fill in the registration form. I fill it up for the sake that they will stop bugging me to join. It’s the eliminating round anyway I could always be ELIMINATED! And so I was happy to see Ate Joanna , Ate Sam and Ate Camille there at least I know someone in the competition. It was a horrible experience because I had 3 days to prepare my talent portion and basically I screwed up hahaha. Everything was last minute. I didn’t expect to be a finalist! I just don’t know what got in to the judges mind hahaha. So yeah there’s been rehearsal and I’ve been skipping class due to the rehearsals and everything for the pageant. It was exhausting and it’s hard for me to catch up in my subject. So I was really worried.&lt;br /&gt;After the pageant I was relief but my relief only lasted for like a second. After the training was prelims so stressed out! Lack of sleep and I have been studying the whole night memorizing and all. Right after the prelims, training!!!! We had less than 3 weeks to train. Then comes the body ache. OMG! Again been missing classes. All the pain was worth it because I won a bronze medal considering that the other college and school had been training since last summer. So I’m really proud of myself. Next year I’m aiming for the gold and I’m starting training right now.. just joking!&lt;br /&gt;After the sport fest my grades started to come out whhaattt? I was super relief that my grades got in the DEAN LIST!!!! With a GPA of 1.72&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. In 3 months I have become Ms Science finalist, an athlete and a medalist and a dean lister along the way I have met LOADS of people who become friends and that’s the best part of this whole experience. Not the medal, not the popularity but its’ MAKING NEW FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all the blessing and success that He had given me. I couldn’t have asked for more. I’m super thankful to all and to those who support, cheer and pray for me during this whole experience. Thank YOU so much. No words can express my gratitude to all of you. LOVE YOU guys so much. Couldn’t have done all of this without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6899159549254453154?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6899159549254453154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6899159549254453154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6899159549254453154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6899159549254453154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/beauty-brain-and-talent.html' title='Beauty Brain and Talent'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RtGhJ66k41I/AAAAAAAAAN8/JNWlGDCAElc/s72-c/vanity.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4442104796416709628</id><published>2007-08-25T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:35:43.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>What a gentleman!!</title><content type='html'>He is such a GENTLEMAN!!!!! like super.. EJ texted that I need to hit him on the head to make him realize that I'm a girl and he's a guy.. (maybe he's not?) but still BIOLOGICALLY! there were 3 chairs and it was fully occupied one by him; the other two were girls. Anyways he wasn't suppose to be sitting there. That chair should be sat by ME. I'm in the registration commitee and he's not. Still he left me standing! agh! what a jerk! plus what's wrong with thinking? aren't we suppose to think because we got brains?? don't we think 24/7? he said that whenever he sees me, I'm always thinking... well DUH! as if you can go one second without thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways got lot of stuff to do. I need to memorize my "drama/play" by hamlet. I have to prepare my report in religion and botany.. assignments and quizes for all subject. Midterm is near like in a week.. sportfest clossing ceremony will be on Thursday at Rizal Memorial so I will be there. sigh I just can't wait to go back to Brunei hehe hopefully... september...... october.......november...... december....... 4 months to GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4442104796416709628?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4442104796416709628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4442104796416709628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4442104796416709628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4442104796416709628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-gentleman.html' title='What a gentleman!!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-4748869085520220928</id><published>2007-08-17T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:41:02.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whether'/><title type='text'>rain</title><content type='html'>its been rainning here since the momment i woke up! Its still rainning now. its very gloomy and its making me feel lazy hehe Gee there's so many things to do.. i do hope that there's school tommorow because I'm starting to become a bum.. I'm not used to not doing anything.. I'm not used being useless.. I have become a workaholic!!! anyways I've just pampered myself.. went to F-salon with J after eating lunch at chowking.. I had my nails done!! love it and celephane my hair. rejuvinate it from the sun and it gone alot straigther and shinnier hehehehe.. hey after a month of non stop trainning and preparing for a pageant..its not easy!!! It's very stressful so this is my stress reliever plus midterm is on the way and I really have to study..I also need to memorize hamlet. Midterm is on around two weeks from now so I better get my butt off this lazy chair and start memorizing and reading.. I've been reading harry potter the 7th and last book and at the same time Ive been reading this book by paulo colhelobut now I'm suspending it because AGAIN I really reallyneed to study I have to keep reminding myself that i really need to study hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-4748869085520220928?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4748869085520220928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=4748869085520220928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4748869085520220928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/4748869085520220928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-6265280236425922354</id><published>2007-08-16T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:11:49.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sportfest'/><title type='text'>sport's Day/ fest PICTURES 411</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQBKFgV-MI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7a7Cuj9R-l4/s1600-h/P1000149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099201950878398658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQBKFgV-MI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7a7Cuj9R-l4/s320/P1000149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to miss 7/11 it always has been our meeting place =D every trainning till the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQA5FgV-LI/AAAAAAAAANI/cq041a4t344/s1600-h/P1000156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099201658820622514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQA5FgV-LI/AAAAAAAAANI/cq041a4t344/s320/P1000156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS Biology 2A athletes!! We started off as laro ng lahi aka traditional games last year and now Apple and I are runners and Cianne, a swimmer &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQAlVgV-KI/AAAAAAAAANA/WvyMZu6qH8E/s1600-h/P1000161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099201319518206114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQAlVgV-KI/AAAAAAAAANA/WvyMZu6qH8E/s320/P1000161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Track mates &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQAPFgV-JI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TeO_XQ17r2M/s1600-h/P1000169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099200937266116754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQAPFgV-JI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TeO_XQ17r2M/s320/P1000169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My classmates were also there to support me and Apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP_fVgV-HI/AAAAAAAAAMo/T6iAUHvZiH0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099200116927363186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP_fVgV-HI/AAAAAAAAAMo/T6iAUHvZiH0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some of our guys athletic team &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP_QFgV-GI/AAAAAAAAAMg/g3FQNd9rRCA/s1600-h/P1000175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099199854934358114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP_QFgV-GI/AAAAAAAAAMg/g3FQNd9rRCA/s320/P1000175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis come to support me even though she was from the college of Medical Technology. She told me she felt like a betrayer to her college but oh Vell Blood is thicker than Water =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP-4FgV-FI/AAAAAAAAAMY/c5ChDJtZ1kY/s1600-h/Tropang%20Athletics%20(105).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099199442617497682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP-4FgV-FI/AAAAAAAAAMY/c5ChDJtZ1kY/s320/Tropang%2520Athletics%2520%2528105%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP-m1gV-DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/HqSbtdIxdzU/s1600-h/Tropang%20Athletics%20(153).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099199146264754226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsP-m1gV-DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/HqSbtdIxdzU/s320/Tropang%2520Athletics%2520%2528153%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one in T-shirt is our adviser for the track and field and my psy professor. She rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-6265280236425922354?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6265280236425922354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=6265280236425922354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6265280236425922354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/6265280236425922354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/sports-day-fest-pictures-411.html' title='sport&apos;s Day/ fest PICTURES 411'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/RsQBKFgV-MI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7a7Cuj9R-l4/s72-c/P1000149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-2481350700205295623</id><published>2007-08-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:12:03.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='701'/><title type='text'>701</title><content type='html'>Cool i didnt know my last post was my 700th post hehe so now is my 701th post. Yesterday was CEU sportfest, in Brunei we call that day as Sport's Day and I ran =) 400m and 4x400m. My legs hurt ALOT like right now but come to think of it, it was worthied!! hehe I didn't won the gold but my relay-mates and I won the bronze and it was cool cause we're suppose to backed-out due to an injury of one of the runner (ate adelle) who was suppose to be the 2nd runner. So we have to forced Amira to run and that was a capital F-O-R-C-E. She refuses to run. She was sacred and doubt herself. She was like. "Whhhaaattt?? 400m? are you kidding me?" In the end she give in hehe she ran and she was great.&lt;3&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-2481350700205295623?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2481350700205295623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=2481350700205295623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2481350700205295623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/2481350700205295623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/701.html' title='701'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714485.post-1629021193565816271</id><published>2007-08-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:54:34.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sportsfest'/><title type='text'>Jacket!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of trainning and damn I've gone dark!!! my sun block didnt work hehehe i have to rest my legs tommorow. The game is on Tuesday and IM SO FREAK OUT!!! been having mixed emotion caused I want to win. I really do. I want to make "the school of science" proud.. most of the colleges look down on us when it comes to sports. Okay so our dean is more concentrated on acedemics but it doesn't mean that you can't be smart and good at sport at the same time right? at first my team mates were suprise when they found out that I was taking up BS Bio hehehe and I'm no first year hehe I've been trainning so hard that even NOW my legs still hurts alot.. I can't walk properly!! my room mate thinks I'm turnning into a dog because of my constant cry of Oaw!!! Oaw!!! and I'm starting to lose hope in winning cause I saw other colleges/schools run during the trainning and 'm toast! I don't want to keep my hopes up cause I know that I'm just going to dissapoint myself. so yeah I dont know what to feel! hahaha my determination level is way down.. I even have a flu right now I'm coughing and my nose is running! hehehe at least my nose can run! hahaha my legs are weak!!! really really weak right now. If I'm going to see my crush any time soon, It's going to melt LITERALLY! sigh need lots of water carbs rest and faith hehehe in order not to die on the spot instead of "died at arrival" so yeah i dont whether to take this whole sport seriously argh!! i wish i choose swimming cause in swimming I don't care if i win or lose just as long as I finish the lap, you know, I'm already satisfied with that plus they have JACKETS!!! even the chess team had JACKETS!!! why does the atlethics team doesnt get to have one =( next year I'm tryiong out for swimming again (JUST FOR THE JACKET!!!) hey the jacket is really really cool and I want one!!! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714485-1629021193565816271?l=princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1629021193565816271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714485&amp;postID=1629021193565816271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1629021193565816271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714485/posts/default/1629021193565816271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssarahjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/jacket.html' title='Jacket!!!'/><author><name>SaRsTeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762304608599868464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xBsKAT5KgBU/SNpTjExHayI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IFqzZPrbZO4/S220/Sars+Pres.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
