<?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-505364663967994253</id><updated>2011-12-27T22:59:41.010+08:00</updated><category term='houses'/><category term='plans'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='songs'/><category term='poem'/><category term='list'/><category term='movies'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig'/><category term='Personal Experience'/><category term='That&apos;s All'/><category term='Advertisement'/><category term='Playlist'/><category term='Noli Me Tangere'/><category term='iPod'/><category term='tips'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Outbound'/><category term='High School Musical 3'/><category term='DVD'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='braces'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='positive and negative'/><category term='travelling'/><category term='impressive'/><category term='influencial'/><category term='math'/><category term='guide'/><category term='secrets'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='exams'/><category term='crush'/><category term='Camp Rock'/><category term='music'/><category term='Jonas Brothers'/><category term='first'/><category term='quiz bee'/><category term='school'/><category term='depression'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='burger'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='...'/><category term='Merchant of Venice'/><category term='Reflection'/><category term='cool'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='tests'/><category term='CDs'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='M.I.T. 20'/><category term='play'/><category term='Joe Jonas'/><category term='music videos'/><category term='CD'/><category term='Total Girl'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Intramurals'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='skill'/><title type='text'>My Old Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Leaving all these behind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-5322807340081656417</id><published>2010-11-03T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:42:42.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>Mood: new&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: 2012 - Jay Sean ft. Nicki Minaj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to ditch this blog but i got OVER the Jonas Brothers at last! and now, i'm renewing everything that is in here. i don't want to get rid of this because this my first blog. so instead of deleting this blog, i 'm giving it a makeover. k! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't post anything here anymore so if you missed me, check out 'What's Up with Me Right Now' on the tabs. that's were the URL of my second blog is found. the URL of that blog was this blog's original site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this would be my last post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye Jonas Brothers, HELLO COLLEGE!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-5322807340081656417?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5322807340081656417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=5322807340081656417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5322807340081656417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5322807340081656417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2010/11/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8715931749639082629</id><published>2009-05-28T16:14:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:04:33.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><title type='text'>I Must Be PARANOID!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Jonas Brothers' newest Music Video: Paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d5a624a8f13c7a81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5a624a8f13c7a81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331400072%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D504D5E6E77A5BE15235F366D673F2AF2E8A9361B.488436D51420EC7A2797631EBB1FBE172F6AE62B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5a624a8f13c7a81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBmtmus28sS1b_gTPhRbHHaxW0O8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5a624a8f13c7a81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331400072%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D504D5E6E77A5BE15235F366D673F2AF2E8A9361B.488436D51420EC7A2797631EBB1FBE172F6AE62B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5a624a8f13c7a81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBmtmus28sS1b_gTPhRbHHaxW0O8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From their latest album: Lines, Vines, and Trying Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonas Brothers - Paranoid Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I make the most of all the stress&lt;br /&gt;I try to live without regrets&lt;br /&gt;But I’m about to break a sweat&lt;br /&gt;I’m freaking out&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a poison in my brain&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a fog that blurs the scene&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a vine you can’t untangle&lt;br /&gt;I’m freaking out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I turn around&lt;br /&gt;Some things don’t feel right&lt;br /&gt;Just might be paranoid&lt;br /&gt;I’m avoiding the lines cause they just might split&lt;br /&gt;Can someone stop the noise?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what it is but it just don’t fit&lt;br /&gt;I’m paranoid&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I take the necessary steps&lt;br /&gt;To get some air into my chest&lt;br /&gt;Can't here the thoughts inside my head(song)/I'm taking all the doctor's meds(music video)&lt;br /&gt;I’m still freaking out&lt;br /&gt;That’s why my ex is still my ex&lt;br /&gt;I never trust a word she says&lt;br /&gt;I’m running all the background checks&lt;br /&gt;And she’s freaking out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I turn around&lt;br /&gt;Something’s just not right&lt;br /&gt;Just might be paranoid&lt;br /&gt;I’m avoiding the lines cause they just might split&lt;br /&gt;Can someone stop the noise?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what it is but it just don’t fit&lt;br /&gt;Consider me destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t know how to act cause I lost my head&lt;br /&gt;I must be paranoid&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would come to this&lt;br /&gt;I’m paranoid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuck in a room of staring faces, Oh&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a nightmare, can’t wake up&lt;br /&gt;If you hear my cry running through her streets&lt;br /&gt;I’m about to freak&lt;br /&gt;Come and rescue me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just might be paranoid, yea&lt;br /&gt;I’m avoiding the lines cause they just might split&lt;br /&gt;Can someone stop the noise?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what it is but it just don’t fit&lt;br /&gt;Consider me destroyed&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to act cause I lost my head&lt;br /&gt;I must be paranoid&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would come to this&lt;br /&gt;I’m paranoid&lt;/p&gt;&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/505364663967994253-8715931749639082629?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d5a624a8f13c7a81&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8715931749639082629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8715931749639082629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8715931749639082629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8715931749639082629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-must-be-paranoid.html' title='I Must Be PARANOID!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-122038567876035374</id><published>2009-05-27T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:35:40.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Daryll's Declassified School Survival Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: excited&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Don't Forget - Demi Lovato &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340465298118644466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/Sh0k5MWpkvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rzs46Pwbu_A/s400/D-LOGO.PNG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SuRvIvAl GuIdE tO: HiGh ScHoOl - SeNiOr YeAr (StArTiNg AnD EnDiNg ThE ScHoOl YeAr RiGhT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*ReSuLtS MaY VaRy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 - &lt;strong&gt;What could POSSIBLY go wrong?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Applicable starting on the first day of classes until GRADUATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By DaRyLl JoYcE FlOrEs MaDdArA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~this is for me only but you can also follow some of these tips if you want to~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From NED's Guide&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Guides seen during the opening theme&lt;/em&gt;...) - Do whatever it takes to stay awake. Dress for success. Don't freak about your body. Live your day dreams. Create great video projects. Ace Social Studies. Get organized. "IN GUIDE WE TRUST". &lt;em&gt;(I’ll do all these things too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;save money&lt;/strong&gt; - spend your daily allowance wisely, don't let delicious foods ruin your budget (they'll only put your money into your stomach--besides, you can eat delectable foods during the weekend because your mother cooks and makes all the snacks and viands), try bringing your homemade snacks and lunch to school so you won't have to buy food at all (but of course, your parents might not give you your allowance anymore), if you need something unexpected and you buy that "something" at school make sure that you charge the price to your parents because it was certainly not included in your budget (if you don't, your savings might decrease--i know, it's a little cruel for them but it's out of your hands anyway), it's not so hard to say "no" if someone asks some money from you (they should've brought money with them--but if all they need is a PhP1.00 then you can give it away), don't forget to hide your wallet were no one knows so you won't lose everything inside it ("everything inside it" - your savings/allowance), it's best to leave your savings at home so it won't get stolen at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*if you follow these, you can have at most PhP1000.00 for a month--now that's ten thousand for the whole school year plus the money you'll gain from Christmas break--then you can buy whatever you want on summer or when you have time (remember... you're saving for your favorite artists' album or whatever it is that you're saving for!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;study hard&lt;/strong&gt; - if you want to be an outstanding student... it's time to get serious, it's also the opportunity to be a NERD for the last time (that is, with matching eyeglasses and braces on your teeth--just so you know, it's not easy to have braces!!!) make sure that you listen to your everyday discussion (though sometimes the teacher is boring--not all the things that appear in the test can be found in the book), be patient, jut down notes and study them at home, don't let anything destruct you (not even the television or the computer--no matter how tempting they are), only use the computer when you have to research on your homework or project, you can also use the internet only for downloading the notes (from your lazy teacher) sent in your class' account (the teacher is lazy but that's better than writing down notes, right!?!), no chatting in the internet (not unless it's important), make sure that you don't sleep until you have mastered the lesson of the day or the week (even if it means giving yourself a headache... hahaha!!!--but that will help you in your quizzes...), in your spare time at home read the novels that you are required to read for the school year (no matter how boring the story is or how small the texts are), don't let your books lie around the floor, make sure to read them and challenge yourself by answering questions from the textbooks (they don't come in low prices, you know), if you have difficulties in a subject... don't hesitate to ask a classmate who is good at it (or better yet, ask the teacher-in-charge of the subject to clear things up about his/her lesson/s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*accomplishing these can give you a lot of time to celebrate your high grades and rest—then you can do what you should've done when you were studying really hard--now that's an awesome payment for your hard work! Always remember that you can do better than what you already are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teachers&lt;/strong&gt;--their attitudes, their looks and the way they treat students are the things that a student can't help but notice during their first meeting with them---&gt; for teachers who are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~BORING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - think of ways to make yourself awake because surely you'll yawn and slowly close your eyes and sit comfortably on your chair, doodle is the best thing to do (do it at the back of your notebook so you won't misplace it), try making a joke about the subject so things will get interesting and exciting (it will save your class from boredom--but don't overdo it), study about their lesson because boring teachers tend to call students who don't pay attention anymore (in that way, you have something to say about the lesson even though you weren't really listening), do a nice cover-up to your face if you decided to sleep (so they won't get disappointed and angry at you),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*they are boring for a reason... that's for sure &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~STRICT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - don't talk during their classes (that's one way to get out of trouble), keep quiet, avoid from making them mad, do the homework and projects they ask you to do (no matter how hard they are--this will get them out of the mad-mood zone), stand up if they ask you to speak, it's also best to study about their lessons so you can talk when they ask you to do so (you won't get humiliated in front of the class and they'll be shocked that you have said the right answer--making them feel happy and be less strict), don't talk to them when you see them on the corridor (they won't greet/talk back--you might get in trouble for not choosing the right words), to calm them down--help them bring their things to the faculty room or to their next class (they'll appreciate it a lot!), do everything that they say (don't do it, if it means doing something bad), it's impossible to approach a strict teacher but don't let that factor hinder you from asking questions (unless of course your questions are so stupid--they'll totally get mad and irritated), don't ever sleep in their classes (even though your eyes are shutting down), go to the washroom and wet your face (one way to prevent yourself from sleeping), don't you dare cheat in their quizzes and exams (besides, why would you cheat anyway?--you should've studied hard), don't even try eating during their discussions (even if you're starving to death--you should've eaten during the breaks), don't comb your hair in front of them (they'll confiscate your comb), be patient with them (wait till graduation), talk to them more often (this might cool them down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*impress those strict teachers and make them speechless when it comes to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~FRIENDLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - don't get too comfortable with them (this will lead to a serious case of being a teacher's pet), show off your skills in their class (you have got to let her know that you are amazingly awesome, dude--it's your time to shine without any fear!), don't take advantage (they might end up strict and you won't have fun in her class anymore), be friendly with them too (they are approachable--&gt;not much of a problem), greet them whenever you see them, talk to them more often (applicable only when they get mad--they might get annoyed with you if it is too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*taking too much advantage will lead your friendly teachers to not liking you at all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~FULL OF PRIDE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - beat the crap out of them (they are usually the ones who are a.k.a. know-it-all teachers), do an advance study about their lessons (they are usually impatient, too-- they think that the students are helpless), this is also the time to show off your skills, show them that you got what it takes to be in their classes, don't lose your temper to them (you'll end up losing to them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*teachers like these are sometimes Math Teachers (no offense to our math teachers, though)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~CORNY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - they are easy to handle. Just laugh at their jokes and there will be no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~OLD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - be patient with them (they're old!), give your respect to them at all times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~NEW/SUBSTITUTES ONLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - don't compare them to your real teacher (it will hurt their feelings), welcome them to your class, don't ignore them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*BONUS*-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if the teacher is super handsome, don't fall into his trap! He’ll distract you from your focus on the lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*in a nutshell, respect your teachers no matter what they look or what they really are. Be patient with them (because they surely are just being patient with you students, too). They are your mentors after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifestyle check&lt;/strong&gt; - it's unavoidable to receive many text messages when you have a lot of text mates. put your phone away for awhile (you can always use it during the weekend), or as for those who doesn't have cell phones (like me) restrain from using the telephone especially if there are incoming quizzes or exams, it's better to leave your cell phones at home so you won't have to worry on hiding them from the teacher(you won't be able to concentrate when you're thinking about your cell phone), let your television rest while you do your homework and projects (you can always watch tv when you're done with your school responsibilities), don't waste time when you decided not to do anything productive on your spare time, rest if you have nothing else to do (at home not during class hours), sleep at night, don't let yourself suffer by not sleeping at all, do your assigned works immediately so you won't have to worry about it anymore (this will give you more time to rest, avoid cramming and procrastination), fix your things at home the night before going to school (this way, you won't leave anything that you need at home), list down important reminders for instructions on projects, assignments, and also announcements so you won't forget them (now, you don't have to ask your classmates about it when you get home--you're disturbing them!), hang out with friends only if school chores are done (you know what i mean), you can't live without music but you don't have to bring your mp3's and iPod's at school (there is the school's Campus Radio, what more can you ask for?!), turn off your radio if you can't concentrate, don't go to noisy places if you want to study, don't disturb others with their thing (let them be...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*it's boring but this will help in studying hard (imagine life without technology??? How lame is that?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;behavior and attitude&lt;/strong&gt; - during the first day of school--try to be in a friendly mood and greet anyone you're familiar with (this will help you be friends with your enemy/ies—that is, if you have any--you don't want to end your high school having someone despising you from afar), make sure you go to school early so you get a seat on the bleachers (even though your buttons are unbuttoned and your skirt is unzipped and your socks are totally different from each other and you haven't eaten your breakfast yet, you have got to not miss that first-day-of-school ceremony--it is, after all, the day when you get to know the teachers handling your section), speaking of breakfast--you will be in your best behavior if you eat your breakfast, lunch and dindin (that's dinner in Timmy's-Imaginary-Friend-Gary lingo--if you watch The Fairly Odd Parents during summer, you'll know what I mean) everyday, respect your teachers at all times (even though they're not worth respecting--if you don't, you'll have problems graduating), you got to have self-discipline if you really want to focus, don't sleep during discussion time (but sometimes it's impossible not to fall asleep especially when the teacher is super boring and so is his/her lesson and also when you didn't sleep well the night before), help in minimizing the noise in the classroom, don't talk too much (class hours is not the time to chat--you are not in Yahoo! Messenger nor in Windows Messenger to do that--besides you have all the time to talk during breaks), no more side comments (it will only make your teacher get mad at you and think that you're a know-it-all girl, this will also make a teacher hate you), no saying of bad words (you have made it this far not to, for others who often curse, it's time to change), don't be boastful and pretend you know everything (people will get irritated at you and get pissed off), don't make a fool of yourself (people will think you're stupid even though you're not--their respect for you is gone forever if you know what I mean), don't be a mean girl, saying bad things about a classmate means you're jealous over her (bad impressions will attack you), don't get affected by the mean looks of the bad girls in your class (they are intimidating and boastful most of the times), share your blessings and they will come back to you a hundred folds (now that's saying something!) but too much of everything is bad (still, have some space for yourself). give chance to others (if nobody in your class knows the answer but you, then that's the time to not give chance to others--do whatever you feel like doing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T FORGET ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS AND BEST FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt; - they are the ones who give you encouragement and power to do stuff (and so are your goals and your dreams and mostly your family--but friends are there most of the time during challenges, if you forget about them, then it's not worth it for them to call you a friend... it would be unfair to them!), don't forget that you have friends from the other sections to borrow school materials when you forgot something at home or when you don't have anything at all (besides, what are friends for anyway if you can't lend each other a hand or more?), even though you're friends, don't lend your I.D., school uniform that you're wearing and your used napkins (first of all--you don't look alike, second--what will your friend wear if you'll get her clothes, third--it's not hygienic for us girls to share each other's sanitary napkins, give her a clean napkin instead!) pay your friends back to all the good things they do for you, don't even think about revenge (fighting evil with evil doesn't always end up good--you'll get in trouble!), people who try to get your friend away from you are part of life's challenges so ignore them and instead--be friends with them, don't let anyone get the best of you (even if she is a friend--it's better to have no friends at all than have friends who put you down and get in your way--&gt;i never thought of this about my friends...), do your best in everything that you do so you can achieve success and feel awesome for yourself, when people criticize you--take it as positively as you can (it's for your own good anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*these are just some ways to get out of social life problems--you probably have more tips for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a lot of FUN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; - It’s your last year in high school. make the best out of everything, savor the moments with your favorite teachers and your best pals and classmates, approach your enemy/ies and call it truce forever between you girls, cherish the presence of your friends, tell them everything that you feel and what you think (even if gets dramatic--that's the point of having friends), plan some end-of-exams party--it's the time to go to movies, listen to music, eat delicious foods with your best pals, and do anything else that you would've done when you were studying hard, recite during classes even though your answers turn out to be wrong (it's a school, you're not suppose to know everything), don't let a really low score ruin your life because that's insane! (scores are scores! scores don't always measure how smart you are but they do measure how much you have memorized all your notes and everything there is in the textbook...), all you need is understanding, logical thinking and to know the relevant facts only (this way, you'll have fun looking at your scores for a change!), what's better than spending time with friends on recess and lunch breaks? It’s the time to make noise and do your own thing with your best buds at school! Don’t forget about the prank-after-the-school-year thing (you threw eggs on the blackboard at the end of your second year and you missed to do a prank last school year--&gt; you've never been on the rooftop before so why not do it after you graduate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*having fun is not bad; you just need to know the right time to do it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*MOST IMPORTANT TIP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; ALWAYS FIND TIME TO SPEND WITH GOD!!! (if you don't, most likely, things won't go the right way...)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~IMPORTANT~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has had been written here to make things at school better and i bet there are more. But the most important things to remember are to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*BE YOURSELF&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(if you're going to be yourself, it’s okay not to follow some of the tips here),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*STAY POSITIVE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(there is always a good side in anything bad that's happening.),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*KEEP MOVING FORWARD&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(don't get stuck in the past because past is past!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*DO YOUR BEST IN EVERYTHING THAT YOU DO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(it doesn't matter whether it is big or small!), and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*ALWAYS SMILE AN AMAZING SMILE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(a smile a day keeps the grey clouds away!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;KEEP IN MIND&lt;/strong&gt; that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*TOO MUCH OF EVERYTHING IS BAD,&lt;br /&gt;*EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THERE IS ALWAYS TIME FOR EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK ON YOUR LAST YEAR IN HIGH SCHOOL...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause life isn't so complicated&lt;br /&gt;*results may vary&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-122038567876035374?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/122038567876035374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=122038567876035374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/122038567876035374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/122038567876035374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/05/darylls-declassified-school-survival.html' title='Daryll&apos;s Declassified School Survival Guide'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/Sh0k5MWpkvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rzs46Pwbu_A/s72-c/D-LOGO.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-465803566051816211</id><published>2009-05-22T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:53:15.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>Coming UP...</title><content type='html'>Mode:&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't waste time doing nothing at home since Wednesday until today. I made a school survival guide for my last year in high school. I'm going to post it some time before going to school. I'll post it too in my group's blog. As much as I want to link my blog to that blog, I can't. I'm not really close to one of the group members. And also some posts here are about the other member. We are only four in the group so that means only one of the three knows this blog of mine. She told me about her own so it's only fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my guide can help me and others too alot. It's mainly about how to be awesome by the end of our senior year. It has amazing tips on how to treat teachers and friends; how to spend your allowance and how to take of them; how to be an outstanding student (i should know how because I became an O.S. once in my entire life at school), and how to behave at school and at home so you won't get in trouble. There are also enlightenment inserted somewhere in the guide. Not only that, there is also some of my personal stuff included but they are only a few (you'll identify them quickly if you know me really good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to figure out on how to post it if it is saved in the computer at home when i only get to surf the net when i'm in the internet cafe every night. Sure i can bring my flach drive but it's too risky to do because it might get infected with virus (and I don't want that)! But of course, i will surely post it here no matter when. There's a story behuind it and I'm thinking of posting the original one ( te one i made last year). The first one was posted in my group's blog but the member whom I am not so close with suggested to translate it to english (since people around the world visits our blog). I told the group that I was inthe process already but the truth is (and I haven't told this to my best friend yet) i just translated it this Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about my "guide"... I kind of copied  the style of Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-465803566051816211?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/465803566051816211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=465803566051816211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/465803566051816211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/465803566051816211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-up.html' title='Coming UP...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-1273956078666438228</id><published>2009-05-21T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:32:12.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><title type='text'>The New American Idol (Season 8)</title><content type='html'>Mode: happy, proud, and glad&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: No Boundaries - Kris Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE NEXT AMERICAN IDOL IS...  KRIS ALLEN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-1273956078666438228?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1273956078666438228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=1273956078666438228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1273956078666438228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1273956078666438228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-american-idol-season-8.html' title='The New American Idol (Season 8)'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4922542095474661809</id><published>2009-05-16T19:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:23:31.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive and negative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>It Keeps Getting Better and Worse at the same time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mode: sharing&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Don't Forget - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting more and more boring for the past weeks since the review was over. I had nothing productive to do after our review. All that I did for two weeks was sit on the couch and watch television. I didn't even thought of posting here in my blog. How lame is that? And check this. I recall saying that I got used to waking up early because of our review but it only worked for a week because the week after that, I went back to the lazy old me. My plans for studying and reviewing more was scrapped out and up until now I haven't started reading yet my school books that I was suppose to read earlier so I don't have to cram reading them during the school year. Still things keep getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 1st was Ellen's 1oooth show. I watched it May 5th, its repeat telecast, since we are two episodes behind. I have been watching Ellen ever since the start of May. It airs in 2nd Avenue 8pm. I watch the repeat telecast the next day at 12 noon. It was awesome because they viewed the most hilarious episodes they ever had for the past 999 episodes. There was the guest star whose name I forgot. He was the only guest. There were alot of funny videos that were picked out from youtube, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came May 10. It was my Brother's 13th Birthday and also was Mother's Day. We had fun celebrating it on both May 9th, Saturday, and the day itself, Sunday. We went to SM North Edsa on May 9, I think and we ate at Barrio Fiesta on Mother's Day (which was also my brother's birthday). It was a double celebration. I have to say. The food there was great but the service was super duper slow. If you ordered at 12 noon flat, for example, your order will be served after 45 minutes but not all your orders are served yet. Even so, I have to admit, their Sizzling Sisig was awesome! I liked it alot even though I had to wait for it for an hour. Can you believe that? I even finished it but not by myself of course. But I ate, like, 3/4 of it. It was delectable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 11 was the day when I was suppose to meet my friends at Yellow Cab in Katipunan. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to come because there was no way for me to go there, literally. No one in the family wanted to accompany me in goign there. My Dad said that it was too far away. My mom told me that I can still go if I had someone to go there with but I can't think of any. My friends all have their review in Katipunan so it's easy for them to go there. To be honest, I was super sad that I wasn't able to come with because I was expected to be there and I already had a gift wrapped for my friend's sweet sixteen birthday! Now, you see how life is so unfair to me. I felt even mor sad when my friend told me that I was the only blog/group member who wasn't there. It was also the chance for me to my other friend's gift for her 15th birthday since I wasn't able to produce any durting the month of her birthdate, January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... There was fun still yet to come that week. The next day was the third long-bonding time for me and my brother. We had our snacks at McDonald's. We talked about stuff, the usua (of course you don't know our usual talks because it's going to be between me and my brother only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 13th May was an ordinary boring day. What's awesome in that day was when it was comfirmed that my mom and dad decided to take the day off the next day, 14th may. It was because someone has to get me enrolled at school or I won't be able to graduate high school. It was funny because the other parent thought that the other was going to do it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the school's enrollment day, May 14. I wasn't able to come with my mom who decided to enroll all by herself. So my dad stayed at home with me and my brother and had a bonding moment with the his children at home. Things weren't boring that day when mom got home with our school supplies and my books. (NOTE: It has been a tradition that my mom buys my brother's school supplies in my school because his school sucks and lacks school supplies.) My mom had the time to take a half day at work so she went to her office after eating lunch together as one whole family. When she left, dad got lazy and didn't go to his work anymore. He had his nap then. My brother went in the Internet Cafe in the neighborhood to play DoTA. And I didn't just sit there and watch television. Instead someone saved me from boredom that time. Itwas my old buddy and still best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a chat about our Electives this coming school year. Her Elective is all about computer. my elective is all about writing. WE talked on the phone. It took us 99 minutes talking which annoyed my father a little since he was taking nap on the couch near the big couch where I sat and talked to my friend. Even though we ALWAYS take different paths in life, our friendship is as strong as the hardest candy there is; no matter how strong your teeth are, they will never break our candy. Only the saliva of death can melt us down together... Anyway... I said those stuff because I am very impressed with our friendship. We've been friends since the 3rd grade, though we've been classmates since 1st grade. It's a long story... but I promise to tell the story about my experience with friendship some other time. BUt now some more updates on what I have been doing for weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dad had a nap that day, my brother and I planned to watch Ned's Declassified School Survival after i talked on the phone and my brother came back home the cafe. But my father woke up and he wanted, I guess, to bond with his two children. So we played cards. That was 4pm to 6pm. After two hours of playing cards, I watched American Idol. I have been psyched up on what's going on in that show ever since I watched the top 7. I've been cheering for Allison but she went home already so I went to focus on Danny. But then he went home last week. Now my vote is on Kris. I like him more than Adam, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, May 15, was nothing but a normal day. There's another series that is added on our list of must-watch-shows/series. The series is an anime. It's very interesting, to be honest. It's called Yu Yu Hakusho or as we like to call it here in the Philippines, Ghost Fighter. It started airing last two weeks ago, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this Saturday, May 16, came. It's y grandmother's birthday. Though, she didn't tell us her exact age, I willl ask my dad about it. Today is Monday, May18. Last Saturday was the time when I was supposed to get my hair rebonded in the mall but there wasn't anough time to do it so my brother and I went to the internet cafe at the mall and do whatever we want while mom went to buy groceries. I started writing this post at that Saturday but mom finished early so I wasn't able to finish. So instead of stopping it here on what happened last Saturday, I will continue it until what has happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, May 17, was the moment of truth. I had to decide if I will push through the process of straightening my hair and make look better and look easier to handle for my mom. I agreed for the reasons that I don't have to arguw with my mom, and i wanted it to get over with already. So it happened for six hours. from 2pm to 8pm. IT was a success and I feel and realize that this is the WORST hairdo i ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i must not wet my straight hair. For if I do, I would've wasted my time sitting inside the parlor letting strange people touch and mess up my hair for my mother. I'm just saying that since I went to the process already, at least have to do my job in maintaining it. Or else, my mom would notice that I don't like it then it's likely that she will surely get mad at me. (there are the words likely ad surely... that means it's either of the two and i know that it's wrong grammar...) In short, I took a bath without lettingmy hair get wet. How hard is that. I'm going back to the parlor this coming Saturday. I want to cut my hair short so I can enjoy it a little. That means bathing without lettin gmy hair get wet for one week starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the only thing etraordinary today. Will you believe me when I say that I just reviewed half of Biology today? Well, yes I did. I resisted the television and the computer this time. It helped me save myself from boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. i just wantto remind myself about translating something in english which written by me originally in tagalog. IT's pretty awesome. I;m going to tell story about it too. I also want to post about my friend whom, if she were to read my blog, would not want to be friends with me anymore. It's all about the friend who didn't want to tell me her secret until we had a heart-to-heart talk last March. She's having a hard time now and I want to share things in this blog about me and her. It's going to be a little dramatic and emotional since we've been through a lot more than you think. Her, being my classmate last school year helped me know her more. And I think it's about time anyway that you understand her the way I understood her. I am just waiting for her to open things up with me. When she is ready to tell me everything, I'll be sharing a little with you. That is if I remember sharing it to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... things are getting better as time goes by for me and my friends. BUt it gets worse for myself and my hair and the way I handle my time. I'm not really good at self-discipline but I'm trying control myself one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope to post about the things I promise to post about. The onlyh problem I have is time. It's too short. and the world is so unfair. We have a computer at home but its internet speed is slow. We can't use my dad's celphone which has high speed because he complains about how high his bill is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I hope things get better for me more than worse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4922542095474661809?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4922542095474661809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4922542095474661809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4922542095474661809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4922542095474661809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-keeps-getting-better-and-worse-at.html' title='It Keeps Getting Better and Worse at the same time'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4096254249991148061</id><published>2009-04-30T16:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:53:39.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>It Has Been A LONG Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mode: I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: My Life Would Suck Without You - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only posting now because this is the only time I've got when my hands are tingling to do something like typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened for the past days and weeks of April...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Week&lt;/strong&gt; - Not much had happened except for eating soft diet for my new lower braces. I'm not allowed to eat anything crispy or hard-to-chew foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Week&lt;/strong&gt; - It was very challenging 'cause there were two none working days at that week. I had to compete for the remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Week&lt;/strong&gt; - My birthday was a success, though it was simple and we celebrated it at home. It's my 16th birthday so there were many foods. there was homemade sandstorm, baked macaroni, spaghetti, and double dutch cake from Goldilock's. It wasn't very extravagant but there were a lot of foods which I like and love the most! My birthday, April 14, was supposed to be the start of the reviews for entrance exams at school. It was moved to April 15, birthday of my most favorite seatmate ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of review was awesome! The teachers were great and very impressive. I just hope the teacher in math who I fear (he's a guy) won't be my teacher in Trigonometry next school year! The teacher in Physics was somehow boring. But, as time goes by, she can pull some jokes! I hope she'll be our class' teacher next year because it has been said that she is better than the other Physics teacher. The English teacher is awesome! There was never a dull moment except when she discusses, which is something she does very briefly. During discussion, she makes a joke. They're really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I believe it was a Sunday when my best and I, along with another friends of ours, went to SM Sta. Mesa to watch a movie. And that very fortunate movie would be... "17 Again", starring the one and only, Zac Efron!!! The movie had a sense of humor, lessons to learn, and a lot of Zac Efron!!! It was amazingly awesome, dude!!! You should try watching it if you haven't seen it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Week&lt;/strong&gt; - The last week of review for summer vacation. We still have Saturday Classes for the next school year for us to refresh our minds of what we have already learned in the review. The last day was not really that memorable, so was the second to the last day. Things weren't that exciting anymore and weren't that fun anymore as well. I got bored. The only constant was that I was late from first day to last day! How cool is that?! But I know that I can't do that during regular classes at school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Week - In general, I kinda trained myself last Monday, April 27, to wake up as early as 8am. It was because of the 2-week review. I had to wake up at 6am but still managed to be tardy the whole review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I had no more reviews, I continue enjoying my summer. I already wrote another poem about boredom. And I learned how to tune my guitar. I just had to go to this site, &lt;a href="http://www.chordbook.com/"&gt;http://www.chordbook.com/&lt;/a&gt; to guide me in tuning my guitar and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also developed an interest in the dictionary. I know words that I never thought of encountering in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went back to my piano. I use it every night to pump me up and make me feel tired so I can go to sleep. You see, my piano has this cool feature that allows itself to play any beat or rhythm that I want. With that beat, I can sing the songs that I already know. Also, I discovered the piano keys I have to press for me to play the background music in Jeopardy. I can also play it in the guitar so every time I watch Jeopardy, 7pm on Velvet, I play the theme on my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I stay home again, my brother and I cook our breakfast, and snacks. And since I have no plans for this week, I scheduled a check-up with my dentist yesterday and today at 2pm. The dentist pulled some teeth together this time. And it hurt the most yesterday after I left the dentist. Of course, the first thing that I ate after I left the dentist is ICE CREAM to cheer up my gums from the pain that they experienced. But I didn't go home empty handed that day, I got a souvenir from the dentist. She gave me my very own toothbrush and toothpaste! The problem is that i forgot to get it from her yesterday. And I forgot it again today. I will have to get it from her on the next month we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool 'cause that day, yesterday, was also my bonding time with my brother. We ate at McDonald's. We were there for 1 and 1/4 hours. I only ordered plain sundae without anything and regular fries. My brother ordered Chicken Fillet w/ rice and drinks. Then he ordered sundae with chocolate on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the second long-bonding time we had. The first was last Saturday, the last day of our review. My brother and I had to come with our mother to Trinoma. That was the meeting place of my mom's high school barkada. My brother and I didn't want to tag along them so we explored Trinoma from the second floor to the fourth floor then we went to the ground floor. It was from 3:30pm to 7pm. But before we had a walk around the mall, we ate burritos and nachos in Taco Bell while I narrated 17Again to him because he hasn't seen it yet. We didn't watch a movie that time because all cinemas were already starting the film. We had to wait till 4pm. We didn't want to sit down and watch a movie to kill 2 and 1/2 hours, so we agreed on taking a tour around the mall! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what happened to me this month. This is the first and last post for this month, April since this is the last day of this month. Tomorrow will be the first day of May. 10 days from now is my brother's 13th birthday! But I don't know yet what to give him!!! (maybe he doesn't need one)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4096254249991148061?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4096254249991148061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4096254249991148061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4096254249991148061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4096254249991148061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-has-been-long-time.html' title='It Has Been A LONG Time...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4610423691617904592</id><published>2009-03-27T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:32:00.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: Defensive&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: All For One - HSM2OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a poem about brownout because there was a brownout for 6 minutes last Tuesday, I think. I also posted reflections because I wondered why I got perfect scores in those reflections of mine. There will be a sequel to the First Week of Summer. The title fo the sequel is... Second Week of Summer! The poem is still in the process since I'm still waiting for tomorrow to come. Maybe tomorrow I'll finish the poem then on Sunday, I can post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for some reasons, one of my "killing-time" activities is writing poems. It is usually all about what I experience or what had happened or what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect more poems. I'm posting them so I can get them critisized. I got to know if I am good at it so I can have a little self-esteem added to me. If I'm not good at it, let me know so I can think of something else to do instead of wasting time writing poems that are not really good and worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks very much for critisizing them! I appreciate it a lot! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4610423691617904592?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4610423691617904592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4610423691617904592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4610423691617904592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4610423691617904592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7792620187597261511</id><published>2009-03-27T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:17:32.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>Brownout</title><content type='html'>Mode: Idle&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: What Time Is It? - HSM2OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say one thing&lt;br /&gt;It’s so freaking hot!&lt;br /&gt;I can only feel one thing&lt;br /&gt;I’m so freaking hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what I want&lt;br /&gt;Cold air is necessary&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what I need&lt;br /&gt;Cold air is a necessity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Now you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And you know what I want&lt;br /&gt;And you know what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please just give me&lt;br /&gt;Some really cold air&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it is brownout&lt;br /&gt;And I’m freaking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still don’t get it&lt;br /&gt;Then try turning off your fans&lt;br /&gt;For about ten minutes or more&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll finally understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun is shining brightly&lt;br /&gt;Or when the moon is the only light you can see&lt;br /&gt;And the lights and fans at home are turned off&lt;br /&gt;And you get really sweaty without doing anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can only mean one thing…&lt;br /&gt;It’s BROWNOUT!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it is!&lt;br /&gt;Just check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it’s brownout&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s hot.&lt;br /&gt;For crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: These are potential lyrics of a new song. All there's left is the music and a little edit will do.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7792620187597261511?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7792620187597261511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7792620187597261511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7792620187597261511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7792620187597261511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/brownout.html' title='Brownout'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4285869965621293538</id><published>2009-03-27T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:18:18.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>First Week of Summer</title><content type='html'>Mode: Poetic (not really)&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Tonight - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up every morning&lt;br /&gt;Realizing, it’s 11:30 already&lt;br /&gt;Going down the stairs slowly&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about what to do for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask my bro&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, dude, what’s for breakfast?”&lt;br /&gt;He answers back and says,&lt;br /&gt;“Look in the microwave or at the table.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s already noon&lt;br /&gt;The sun rises up fully in the sky&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;It’s too early for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to eat brunch&lt;br /&gt;On my plate with my spoon and fork&lt;br /&gt;Then my stomach reacts&lt;br /&gt;As if it is saying “Dude, eat some more!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling up my stomach and washing the dishes&lt;br /&gt;It now depends, what happens next&lt;br /&gt;If I feel hot, I’ll take a bath&lt;br /&gt;If I feel lazy, I’ll do it later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kill time, my brother and I take turns&lt;br /&gt;In using the computer and watching the television&lt;br /&gt;When the other’s turn is finally over&lt;br /&gt;There is an exchange of activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clock strikes at 7:30pm,&lt;br /&gt;There is no way I can’t help but not to miss&lt;br /&gt;A TV Anime series&lt;br /&gt;Which I watch in Animax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I missed it or watched half way&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hurry up in the morning to watch it at 11:30am&lt;br /&gt;If I do catch it and watch it full, this happens when mom and dad go home late&lt;br /&gt;I will surely have a wonderful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day doesn’t end&lt;br /&gt;Without asking my mother&lt;br /&gt;“What’s for dinner?”&lt;br /&gt;Then she answers, “Something really delicious!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat dinner on a wooden table&lt;br /&gt;That is square in shape and is foldable.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, I sometimes wash all the dishes&lt;br /&gt;Or fix the table or refill some empty bottles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When time allows it&lt;br /&gt;I still get to watch&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Montana and Wizards of Waverly Place&lt;br /&gt;And sleep at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad tells us to go up stairs and the time reads 9:00,&lt;br /&gt;I take my medicine and give everyone in the family a goodnight kiss&lt;br /&gt;I would then go up stairs and go to bed&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God then shot my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4285869965621293538?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4285869965621293538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4285869965621293538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4285869965621293538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4285869965621293538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-week-of-summer.html' title='First Week of Summer'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-371771323298826500</id><published>2009-03-27T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:07:47.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>It's an Awesome Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mode: Happy&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Train Wreck - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early at night I lie to bed&lt;br /&gt;And rise like an early bird to eat my bread.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep and wake up with no hesitations.&lt;br /&gt;With 8 hours of sleep, I have no irritations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, there are foods that I need to eat.&lt;br /&gt;They are vegetables, carbohydrates, and meat.&lt;br /&gt;With these kind if foods, I’ll have a balanced diet.&lt;br /&gt;When I eat them, my stomach will have to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay to help people,&lt;br /&gt;Especially in times of their troubles.&lt;br /&gt;But we must not over do it&lt;br /&gt;So they can learn themselves how to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves us unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we must pay him back equally&lt;br /&gt;By loving God forever and always,&lt;br /&gt;And our neighbors as we love ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-371771323298826500?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/371771323298826500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=371771323298826500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/371771323298826500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/371771323298826500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-awesome-life.html' title='It&apos;s an Awesome Life!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-6003070320652577696</id><published>2009-03-27T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:42:52.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>Something I Wrote About Our Class Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: Reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Full Circle - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Personal Faith Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited to go to the retreat to the point that I had a little leftover of my lunch at school. When we were in the bus and asked to watch the documentary, I was bored so I watched only the first parts and the last parts. In between, I was either talking to my classmates or looking outside the window. When we got to the place, I was mostly excited to see our Dorm (A). It wasn't exactly what I thought it looked like but I thanked God that I was in that dorm and not anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class had a recollection in a glass room. It was really awesome. Our first activity was to imitate an animal as a group. Our group chose to be a penguin. Then we had our merienda. We had toron and other snacks from us. It was satisfying. Then we started with our real activity. We got our malong and our coloring materials with the drawing book. We read stories through the PowerPoint. During the reading of the stories, I came to appreciate the galaxies, the sun, the planets, the moons and stars more than I did before since it was explained to us how God created them. We did two stories then we had dinner. After dinner, we gazed at the stars. We were divided in groups. In the group that I was in, we talked about things. After the star gazing, we did the third story and gave a star and a rose to anyone who we wanted to give it. In my part, I have to say that I was pretty much surprised to those who gave their star and rose to me. I didn’t expect any from them. I was only expecting to receive from Belay since we exchanged stars and roses. Then we had our midnight snack. I didn't eat because I was full already from dinner. The most unforgettable story that I heard was "The Four Candles". It was amazing on how it was animated. Then we went to our dorms and slept. We didn't actually sleep at once since we had to pray the rosary first. After we prayed the rosary, I tried to sleep already because if don't sleep at least seven hours, I'll get sick the next day. We finished the rosary at 12am. I wasn't able to sleep well since some of my classmates were still talking and chatting. I didn't sleep in straight hours because of the noise. I wake up at 5am then after 5 minutes, I took a bath. It took me about 15 to 20 minutes to take a bath since I was still sleepy. The cold water gave me little energy to get the day started. I was able to walk around with my friends and took a couple of pictures. Then we had breakfast. Considering that I was still really sleepy that morning, I only ate about five spoonfuls of rice with eggs. I didn't finish my champorado because I didn't feel like eating it. I wasn't able to make milo because I felt lazy to make one. Then we head back to the glass room and listened to the fourth and final story. Then we made our last and biggest mandala. During the story telling, I was sleepy to the point that I closed my eyes and slept for minutes. I wasn't able to understand the story much. I made an extra mandala so I can make a star when I put all my mandalas together. It was amazing. I finished it early. Then we had recess. We had kutsinta. I didn't finish my last piece of kutsinta because I accompanied Mrs. Garcia to by food souvenir. Then we went back inside the glass room and had our last activity: the Mass. I didn't have much energy to sing and respond. To be honest, I took a sleep during the Homily. I prayed to God after the mass and said sorry for not participating in the Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything was over, we went outside to relax. We took some wonderful pictures with our classmates while we were outside. I had attempts in injecting my Flash drive in the laptop that was left on the table on the corner and play some music since my friends and I were bored since we had nothing else to do but to wait for the signal to go in the bus. My conscience got into me and decided to do other things for fun. When we got in the bus, the first thing that I did was to go to sleep. So I did until we reached STC gate 2. As soon as we got there I already took a tricycle and went home so I can go to sleep in a place more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Insights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary about the animals was boring. The place was awesome and definitely all about nature since there were plants all over. The stories were good to reflect on. It wasn't too hot or too cold. I reflected much to the stories and was able to see that God is indeed powerful. He created all things well and saw that it was good especially the human beings. Based on my experience, I didn't lose hope in having a great time even though I was sleepy in the end. About the Four Candles, I realized through the story that the world can lose love, peace, and faith but should always have hope left in them. There is always hope in being a star to everyone. In the stories, I came to appreciate other God's creations that are located far away from the Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-6003070320652577696?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6003070320652577696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=6003070320652577696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6003070320652577696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6003070320652577696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-i-wrote-about-our-class.html' title='Something I Wrote About Our Class Retreat'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4123256742251442500</id><published>2009-03-27T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:11:16.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>Something I Wrote in One of My Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: Reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Burnin' Up - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, SPOTTED IN MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;God has been with me until right now, as I am writing, through my parents. They tell me to be a good girl all the time by advising me not to say bad words and to finish all my homework now so I will free time tomorrow, Tuesday. I know that God is here today through my friends who put me on the right track just like my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be anything and anybody in my daily life which and who guides me through life. He could be my parents who give and tell what's best for me. He could be my brother who always keeps me company when mom and dad are at work. He could be one of my best friends who makes me laugh and happy. He could be one of my best friends who tell me to be myself all the time and to control myself just in case I get talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be some things and persons that make my day wonderful. He could be my alarm clock which wakes me up in the morning. He could be the hot water that I put into my Milo every morning to remind me to straighten up and get ready for school. He could be my tricycle driver who drives me to and from school so I can be safe. He could be the traffic enforcer who makes sure that I cross the street safely. He could be my one of my classmates who greets me in the morning so I start the day happily. He could be the warning bell at school which reminds everyone that it's almost recess, lunch, or dismissal; or it's time to line up and get ready for the next subject. He could be one of my teachers who teach me on how to become a good follower of Jesus. He could be the cockroach inside our classroom which reminds us to clean our room because it is already dirty. He could be the key of our room which will guard our room so no one can steal stuff from us while we are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be in any form of safety and healthy gear. He could be Mrs. Sacdalan who reminds us to discipline ourselves so we get out of trouble. He could be the manongs and manangs who serve us food in the cafeteria and make sure that what we eat is healthy and safe. He could be the water in my water jug which refreshes me after P.E. classes, after I eat recess and lunch, and when I am just plane thirsty. He could be the food I eat everyday which energizes me to do activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be any of my school materials that help me in school works. He could be my pen which I use to write creative essays, poems, themes, and notes. He could be my reviewer or my notes which help me prepare for tomorrow's tests. He could be my school books which helps me in studying the lessons at school. He could be my guardian angel who secretly tells me the answers to the questions in the exams and quizzes so won't have the reason to cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God could be anything that comforts me. He could be the trees which shades us from the too much warmness of the sun. He could be my umbrella which protects me from the rain. He could be my jacket which makes me warm when I am cold. He could be the electric fan which cools me down when I am burning up in sweat. He could be any of the benches which I sit on so I can rest my feet when I am tired. He could be my wallet which is the place where I put my money in and something that I bring with me so it would be safe. He could be my house where I eat, clean, and sleep with my family. He could be one of the people or persons who give me criticisms and tells me that I still have things to change so I can be a better person. He could be the sun after the rain which symbolizes that there is hope in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be anything that makes me enjoy life. He could be one of the members of my favorite boy band who entertains me and relaxes me. He could be the one of the reporters and writers of the newspaper who keeps me updated in what's happening around me. God remains present in my life as I go through life everyday. I believe that He is with me all the time even though I don't see Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4123256742251442500?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4123256742251442500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4123256742251442500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4123256742251442500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4123256742251442500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-i-wrote-in-one-of-my.html' title='Something I Wrote in One of My Reflections'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8670826910261264999</id><published>2009-03-23T17:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:36:11.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>Operation: "BRACES"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: NERVOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Burnin' Up - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have FINALLY my very own SCARY BRACES!!!!! Actually, the PROCESS of having braces is the one that is SCARY!!! I'll be having them stick on my lower teeth this Thursday!!! That's 3 days from now!!! I hope that this day wouldn't come!!! I'm FREAKING OUT!!! I don't show it to my parents so they won't lecture me why I need it and why I have to get them on my teeth. Still... AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to look more like a nerd! Just like a friend of mine who is really a nerd with matching glasses and braces and pony-tailed hair (but I think she'll cut her hair this summer). I'm goin to look MORE like a nerd because I have curly hair in addition with my glasses and braces! YIKES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I thought this summer will be awesome since I won't be reviewing with THEM in LSC. That's because I'll be reviewing in STC with a friend from long ago, back then in elementary. Though we've been friends since then, I don't think we consider ourselves bestfriends. Especially not since we don't hang out anymore. Thank goodness I enrolled in STC with her so we can have bonding time during review. I can't wait till my birthday! That's the start of our review. I'm going to treat her in McDonald's! i don't know if my other friends whom I invited last march 13 will really go there at 4:00pm. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. On April 7th, I'm going out with my friends. I think we're going again in ENhanted Kingdom. I'm going to affirm it with them if where are we really going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Thinking about March 26, 2009, Thurday is really scary and frightening for me. I don't know what time is the "OPERATION" will be but I don't want to know. On second thoughts, I have to so I'll get my teeth done really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of the world, PLEASE! I'm BEGGING you all who have or already had braces! Give me ADVICES, or better yet, ENCOURAGEMENT so I can go to the dentist on THursday without getting NERVOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! I'M GOING TO DIE!!! I KNOW THAT IT'S GOING TO BE PAINFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me goodness... PEACE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8670826910261264999?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8670826910261264999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8670826910261264999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8670826910261264999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8670826910261264999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/operation-braces.html' title='Operation: &quot;BRACES&quot;'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-328601004992752646</id><published>2009-03-15T17:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:48:13.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>Things-that-happened-before-Summer Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Summertime - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo! It has been a long time. No updates yet. Maybe there's a few an here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the exxact dates so I'll just narrate the things that were happening to me when I was not posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last last last week, I think it was the week of doing alot of requirements like maybe... making the issue analysis, doing the micropaper or writing a formal theme. Or... performing Wayang Kulit, doing the culminating activity in music, or delivering the speech for our symposium. I'm not really sure whether these things happend on the said week but I think some of them happened and were continued last last week or last week. But I am sure that we had our exams last week and had a day rest last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened at least in general. Here are things that i can't forget until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday March 4, 2009, we had our Achievement Tests for the subjects Algebra, English, Chemistry, Filipino, and Geometry (yes, that's right. we had separate tests for Geom and Algeb).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday March 6, 2009, I had a heart-to-heart talk with the friend who has been the topic for quite some time. I opened up to her and she opened up to me. We shared what we felt, we shared problems to each other (at least that's what I think happened). But even though that happened, i think I will have to live the life I currently had last time since Feb. 2 which was the time when I felt that there was something wrong and the time when I realized that I was being pushed away in so many different ways. ever since that day, when I open my computer, I played the song Pushing Me Away by the JB. It is not mentioned in my posts that I was currently listening to that because that's the only one playing on my playlist. I'll get bored with a song so appropriate that I don't even want to sing or hear it play again. I'm complicated and hard to firgure out sometimes. So just skip the sentence before the sentence before this. Anyway, more on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday March 9, 2009, a friend told me that the last screening of the Jonas Brothers Burnin' Up Concert in 3D will be on Wednesday March 11, 2009. So I told her that I can't watch it anymore. We were suppose to watch it together in SM North Edsa The Block Cinema 1. Then awhile ago, I read the broadsheet "Manila Bulletin". I saw with my own very eyes the part of the newspaper that read "JONAS BROTHERS IN 3D" on the column of the SM Cinema The Block in bold letters. That means that the movie is still being sreened and shown to the mall. But I believed her when I noticed that all the malls except the The Block were not showing the JB's concert anymore. Now, I still haven't watched it yet and I know that there will be no chance for me to watch it anymore. I asked my mom to allow me to watch the movie while we were in the mall (SM North Edsa) awhile ago. But she didn't allow me no matter how I begged her. When she made up her mind, I didn't have much of a choice but to listen to her and stop begging so she won't get mad at me. I hope it will still be shown until the last week of the month so I still have the chance to ask my other friends to watch the movie with me. The ticket costs Php301.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule of our exams last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Monday - Advanced Algebra and Practical Exam in TLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tuesday - Social Studies and Religion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wednesday - rest day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thursday - Communication Arts in English and Chemistry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday - Geometry and Communication Arts in Filipino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last Friday March 13, 2009, my two friends and I went to McDonald's retiro to celebrate the last of the school year 2008-2009. We ate of course and talked about different things like college and our pets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I pretty much didn't do anything. Just lied on the couch turned the television on and changed the channel to either Myx, MTV, Nickelodean, or Disney Channel. Sometimes I check out the channels Star World, Star Movies, HBO, Velvet, LIfestyle Network, Maxxx, Foxcrime, AXN, Animax, ETC, 2nd Avenue and sometimes local channels like ABS-CBN, GMA-7, and QTV. Then I also ate breakfast, lunch, merienda, dinner and midnight snack (I didn't have time for recess since I woke up at 9am).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today, my brother, my mom, and I went to SM North Edsa. We shecked out the newly built Annex. It was like Trinoma; only it had more gadget stores than shopping stores. Some clothe stores and restaurants were soon to open. The sad part was the Max's restaurant in the main bulding of the mall was closed for renovation. So we didn't have a chance to eat lunch there. We ate lunch at the main building and bought things that need replacements at home and also groceries. Then we went back to Annex to have some merienda. There they, the Annex, had Dairy Queen, Pizza Hut, French Baker, KFC and other new restaurants. Before going home, I bought a new hamster in Bio Research! It was a little disappointing 'cause t hey didn't have a white male hamster anymore. All of them were a half white, half brown. So I got the whitest of them all. Now, we have two hamsters again. More about the hamsters later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, I can feel summer! That's because I can feel the heat. I am also playing pop songs and summertime songs. So if you know other summer songs, just type it/them in on your comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's for now. This post will have to remind me of other things that I will post later or maybe tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;See ya then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-328601004992752646?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/328601004992752646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=328601004992752646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/328601004992752646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/328601004992752646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-happened-before-summer.html' title='Things-that-happened-before-Summer Recap'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-2418659473112805063</id><published>2009-03-04T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:13:03.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>Catcha Later!</title><content type='html'>Mood: happy&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Break Out - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech is over and all I have to do today the movie analysis for the movie: "Bata, Bata, Paano Ka Ginawa?". I haven't started yet but i'm going to start now. More posts after I do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catcha later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-2418659473112805063?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2418659473112805063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=2418659473112805063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2418659473112805063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2418659473112805063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/03/catcha-later.html' title='Catcha Later!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-1964299424750562510</id><published>2009-02-25T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:49:25.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>After all the quizzes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: lazy&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Forever and Always - Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The time when the last long test of the day was over (TLE), I felt like a big pile of things on my shoulders fell down the fire burning on the floor all throughout the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We didn't have a quiz in Chemistry. It was cancelled. The TLE long test was hard besause i didn't study that well yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I'm just happy that this day is over. Tomorrow will be the continuation of our play in Filipino. But I'm still the narrator. So. I'm just chillaxing now. Playing music in the computer, posting here in my blog, maybe watching tv later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-1964299424750562510?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1964299424750562510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=1964299424750562510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1964299424750562510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1964299424750562510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-all-quizzes.html' title='After all the quizzes...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-513028338191485122</id><published>2009-02-24T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:19:14.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive and negative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>Answers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: studying&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Fearless - Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's time to answer the questions given yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My group mates didn't get mad at me. Our head directer was a little disappointed because all of us where almost complete yesterday during practice. Only three didn't attend and I'm one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't have to explain the article. Thank God, our group is done with everything including the prayer service. The teacher probably let me off the hook or she probably forgot about it. So I didn't have to cry. Instead, during the half of the period, during the activity of the next group, I ended laughing really hard mainly because I felt awkward sitting beside a classmate that I have never been seated with and that I am not close with. That's part of the activity so it was unavoidable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The play didn't go well. We skipped many of scenes because the group directors wanted the play to be finished before the bell rings or else it will be cut and left unfinished. I thought that if the play is cut, it couldn't continue anymore. I was wrong; the teacher gave us ten minutes extension next meeting. In the ten-minute extension, we should be able to finish the play. Our group planned to do scenes that we practiced and the last two chapter scenes which are romantic. My friend was close to crying but instead, for the very first time, she said bad words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wasn't able to narrate properly. They gave me an extra job. They told me to continue their lines if ever they forget theirs. It was obvious that their lines were forgotten since I was saying their lines. We stopped continuing their lines because it was a disaster. And no, I didn't jumbled the words I was suppose to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yeah! I didn't receive yet my certificates today. I don't know when but I'll get them surely before the last day or even before the exams starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I killed many of time already. Still have to study for the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quizzes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Geometry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;English&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Long Tests:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Social Studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Technology and Livelihood Education (T.L.E.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Speaking of Social Studies, my teacher in that subject calls me to recite even though I was not raising my hand to answer or share about what the topic related to our lessons. It's really weird!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have to go now! I have to study if I want good grades, you know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;See ya then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-513028338191485122?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/513028338191485122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=513028338191485122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/513028338191485122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/513028338191485122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/answers.html' title='Answers!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7881070228795713779</id><published>2009-02-23T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:53:20.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive and negative'/><title type='text'>Questions...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mode: Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Get Back - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck 'cause I had all the time I had awhile because students in all grade and year level don't have classes today. I didn't do much!!! That's why I suck. All I did was to do my Advanced Algebra Homework. Then when I was fixing my things just now, I remembered that I still have to explain the contextualization part of our report in Religion about an article in the Magazine called World Mission, December 2008 issue, and it's all aboutus, human beings doing harmful things to the world. That's the main idea and I have to elaborate on it and connect it to the stinking fifth beatitude. What more can I say about the topic??? I'm not a freaking expert in speaking in front of people and talk about something I don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is that we had a group general rehersal today but I didn't come to practice because I was too lazy to come. My groupmates texted me and called me on the cellphone but fortunately for me, the awesome cellphone was wit my mmom who was in her office. I told her that we hade practice today and told her to tell my classmates that I'm not coming anymore because I was not allowed by her. My groupmates would understand especially since my mom was the one who they called and texted and had a conversation with. I wonder what happened during the practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they get mad at me tomorrow??? Will I be able to explain the article the way I'm expected to??? Will I be crying in the end because the teacher is disappointed that I didn't do well with the explanation? But the biggest question of all is: Will our play be successful and be pleasing to the audience or is it going to be a disaster and my friend would cry and sob and the play will be cancelled because it is obvious that the group is not prepared? Last thing, will I be able to narrate properly all the things I have to narrate or will I be jumbling the words that I will be reading tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I haven't taken home all three of my certificates. I'm still waiting for the teacher to give them to me so my parents would believe me that I did join the stinking quiz bee. Will get the certificates tomorrow???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions, so little chance for me to get advantage in all these situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow for answers... I'm sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya then! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7881070228795713779?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7881070228795713779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7881070228795713779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7881070228795713779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7881070228795713779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/questions.html' title='Questions...???'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8845553350674842295</id><published>2009-02-16T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:48:36.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><title type='text'>Done Watching...</title><content type='html'>Mood: ...&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching Bata, Bata, Paano ka Ginawa. Anyway, I'm gonna do my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8845553350674842295?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8845553350674842295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8845553350674842295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8845553350674842295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8845553350674842295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/done-watching.html' title='Done Watching...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-3471544391850862360</id><published>2009-02-16T13:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:39:08.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive and negative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>My Life Sucks A Lot and Rocks A Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: sad&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching to: Bata, Bata Paano Ka Ginawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life sucks in so many ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have a practice for the Play in Filipino today... And everyone has to attend. I think I'm the only one is not there. I feel like a useless member of the group. The reason why I can't attend is because my mother didn't allow me. Her reason s because my dad texted her and told her that his office is in a brown out situation and the rain is pouring heavily. But here at home, I the rain is is just light and there is no brown out. I had to call my classmate to tell her that I can't come with her on the way to the court where the group is suppose to practice. I feel bad about myself because last night I already told her that my parents agree for me to go to the practice. Now, I feel that tomorrow they will get mad at me. I can see right now the face of my friend who is the leader of the group. She is probably crying or really pist off or really mad at me. I don't think I can show myself to her or to my groupmates tomorrow. I'm scared to death now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have a homework in Filipino about making a summary of all the Chapters of the novel we read, about making Character Analysis on the characters of course, and about their very important dialogues. We are suppose to just write them in our notebooks but unfortunately for me, I forgot my notebook in my locker. I almost forgot, too, about this homework. It's a good thing that my classmate group mailed about if she can print hers instead. That reminded me of the homework. What sucks is that I shouldv'e done the homework two days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our Advanced Algebra teacher always gives us advance homework. if we do the a.h., we can get extra points. I always get that kind of homework done the day she gives it. now, I haven't done the most recent one and I haven't finished the last one yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I could've done the advance homework if it weren't for my math notebook, running out of pages. We went to the NBS yesterday and I totally forgot about the stinking notebook. Now, even though I like to start answering the homework, I can't. I still have nowhere to write the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Though it sucks a lot, it rocks a little bit...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom found a way so I can watch "Magnifico" and "Bata, Bata Paano Ka Ginawa?". These are movies that we have to watch individually or in group. These are part of the lessons for us to learn in the Filipino subject. We rented a VCD of Magnifico and a DVD of Bata, Bata yesterday. I finished watching MAgnifico last night. Now, I'm somewhre in the middle of the movie Bata, Bata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's a good thing I didn't come to the practice, too. Now, I have time to finish the movie and do the homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's all! I wish tomorrow will never come...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-3471544391850862360?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3471544391850862360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=3471544391850862360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/3471544391850862360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/3471544391850862360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life-sucks-lot-and-rocks-little.html' title='My Life Sucks A Lot and Rocks A Little'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-627588111746664623</id><published>2009-02-13T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:14:58.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig'/><title type='text'>Today at School for Three Hours after Dismissal (and other things too!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: Tired&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Breathe - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our school's Personnel's Day! This is the day when we give gifts and thoughtful cards/letters to our teachers and apologize the things that made them sad and mad at our class. This is also the time when we get to know our teachers better. This is the day when the teachers celebrate and have a little rest from work by going home early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually go home at 3:10pm from school during Fridays. Today, we go home at 2:25pm! Unfortunately for almost all the Juniors (including me), they have to stay until 5:00pm-5:30pm to practice for our current play: Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig. It is really pain because instead of resting at home in an early time or do whatever some of us want to do, we have stay in school and do some effort to at least perfect our group presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our group went home at 5:30pm. For some, the time alloted for practice (2:25pm-5:30pm) wasn't enough. For me, it was more than enough to practice at least 5 scenes given that the time was long. I didn't do much during the pracrice because I was just the narrator and kinda director (not really). So I just waited for my turn to speak. My lines are really short and since I am the narrator, I didn't need to memorize my lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly did I do at school for the whole 3 hours and 5 minutes? From 2:25pm-3:30pm, three of my group members and I went to National Bookstore to buy materials to make our backdrop/background. On the road, we stopped by McDonald's. The three of us bought sandae cone and the other one bought regular fries and coke float. We took a lot of time in the bookstore because we spent time in looking for the notebook. I didn't come along for the materials needed, I came along because I was suppose to buy a Math Notebook since I only have 3 pages left in my other one. We didn't find one so we left with the materials needed only. Then we went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to where our other groupmates were, we sat on the grass and waited for someone to boss us around and say what we have to do. One group member told us to paint the drawing that was written in pencil. So we did. The only problem was we weren't able to do it the way she wanted it to look like. So she was freaking out because it was ugly for her. So we did something else like practice our lines. Since I didn't need to memorize my lines, I just practiced the way I should deliver them. But that was a little easy so I finished a little earlier. So what I did was to join the other two directors of the group and direct a little. Then I read my lines when it was may turn. Then I watched them act. After that, some of my other classmates who brought their camera took pictures with me. For the rest of the time, that was what I was doing. When it was 5:00pm, I left the group and went home. And that's how practice went. Some painted the whole time, some were acting and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update on my school life, she cried again and said that she was stressed in general. I asked her for details but she won't tell. She also told me that she is sad. Then I replied and said that I am feel sadder than her ever since... then I didn't continue and decided not to tell her. Then during dismissal when we wen to NBS, she asked me again why was I sad and ever since when. I didn't tell her still. To be honest, I was really sadder than her but I was not sure when it began so I just said that it's a secret why and when i was sadder than her. In short I kinda played her mind into figuring out why and when. Now, too, when our class go to one venue to the other, I go there by inserting myself somewhere in the middle of the line with other classmates. It was awkward to walk, I have to admit, when you are walking somewhere where you do not know anyone or are not close to anyone. So I tried to talk to the person in front and at the back of me when I insert myself. It was changelling but it is an opportunity to talk to every person in the class. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a little better since I already told her the fact that she doesn't tell me the reasons why she cries, or why is she sad. I also told her what I experience when she is with her ka-chika buddies. Now, I am paranoid to her when she cries. When she cries, I try my best to ignore her and to actually not comfort her since I don't connect to her anymore. Maybe I connect to her a little but I guess the line between us is breaking up. I'm afraid that next school year I might not be as close to her as I used to before. I have this gut feeling that so much will happen to her with her ka-chicka buddies that they won't tell me and they'll laugh about something I don't know. Or maybe they'll tell among themselves about their summer experience and I won't be able to connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, when I hanged out with another new friend who is a Social Studies Nerd, we have been talking about graduation and leaving the school for good. She too has some issues like mine. In fact, her best friend is one of my friend's ka-chicka buddy. So we face the school world, this school year, a little similarly. It's good to have her as a friend in the class. I opened up to her last week wednesday during our T.L.E. when my friend started crying and the only persons whe tells her story to is her ka-chicka buddy/ies. I felt really bad and ignored at that time that's why I decided to release what I felt. The feeling was torturing me every time I experienced it. It's a good thing that I told it to the right person or else, if she wasn't the right one, she could've told my friend already. If my friend knew about it, then it would just be fine because I know that we're friends and if gets mad, I wouldn't care more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. This has been another heart-to-heart session about me. I have to go to sleep now! Tomorrow will be a special day for my mom since tomorrow is Valentine's Day and at the same time, her birthday, too! She told me not to buy her a flower anymore so I bought secretly. I am currently keeping the white rose I bought her, before I went home inside my bag, placed in a plastic with water so it won't wither. Tomorow is also the Parent Consultation on Career Decision-Making. Everyone is expected to be there at 7:30am. We are planning to go there at 8am. I'll be going with my mother since my dad has to go with my brother in his school's Family Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! I really have to sleep now! Goodnight! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-627588111746664623?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/627588111746664623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=627588111746664623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/627588111746664623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/627588111746664623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/mood-tired-currently-listening-to.html' title='Today at School for Three Hours after Dismissal (and other things too!)'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4924396892238285152</id><published>2009-02-11T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:08:13.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>It's The Time of My LIFE!!! - Continuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: guilty&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: The Best Day - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot... last week, Friday, we got the certificates from the quiz bee. Our team were second place in the hands-on part of the quiz bee!!! Our team also grabbed third place in the overall thing. When our names were said in front of the whole High School Department, I attempted to jump up and down again just like last time. But what made me stop was the principal and directress presence who were the once who gave the certificates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that gave me my attention that time while holding the cheap certificates of our school was my name written in the wrong spelling!!! It spelled - Darryl - which was WRONG!!! so when the better math teacher in the school proctored us (he was the other geometry/trigonometry/algebra/facilitator of the mathletes), I complained (just a little bit). He said he'll take it back and change the spelling of my name. What a dude. He was awesome too! The class had fun with him during the geometry period. I wish he'll be the class' trigo teacher next school year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty because I haven't started anything yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go na!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4924396892238285152?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4924396892238285152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4924396892238285152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4924396892238285152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4924396892238285152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-time-of-my-life-continuation.html' title='It&apos;s The Time of My LIFE!!! - Continuation'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4440984543552246380</id><published>2009-02-11T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:06:18.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig'/><title type='text'>They just need to come out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: Fresh feeling&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Love Story - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our practical exam in P.E. a while ago. My team got the third place in overall in our class. And I wasn't the reason for that. I didn't contribute anything to the team. I stood there waiting for the ball to touch the ground or get hit by one of my team members. I served the ball and wished it fell in the court not out. I felt useless. But it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel fresh now because I took a bath to get rid of all the sweat. I didn't do much but the court was warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the post before this, I still like and am friends with the friend I talked about. I just wanted to release my inner thoughts of what is happening to me during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to study for our Chemistry Long Test tomorrow, and do a reflection for my seatmate. I am suppose to include in my to-do list the advanced homework in Advanced Algebra. I felt lazy in bringing home the thickest book so I don't have it now and I plan to do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will go home at 5:30 pm because we have practice for the play in Filipino about the novel "Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig". I'm the narrator/director (although I don't act like a director).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to Taylor Swift's album: Fearless. My Jonas Brothers/Miley Cyrus/Demi Lovato/Selena Gomez/Taylor Swift/Disney Channel buddy burnt a copy of the Album for me. She is so cool. I'll link her blog to mine when I have the time to link the blogs I wanted to link to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm all alone at home right now. My brother attended the procession of the Our Lady of Lourdes. I'm enjoying my Home-alone experience today so bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things to do so little time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4440984543552246380?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4440984543552246380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4440984543552246380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4440984543552246380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4440984543552246380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-just-need-to-come-out.html' title='They just need to come out...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8742977140112475003</id><published>2009-02-07T15:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:53:43.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>IT'S NOT FAIR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: I feel so pist off!!!&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: This Is Me - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little thing that anyone should know about me is that I hate secrets especially when they are kept away from me. People with secrets are, in my opinion, insecure. If anyone would know about there secret, they fear that people might not treat them right. But one thing they don't know is that they are supported at all times by those people who care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the thing is, what really hurts is when your friend whom you know more than anyone in a group of new faces, has an experience or story that she is not telling you but is telling to othrs whom she has known for months only. You ask her, "what is it all about" and all she says is "you'll kick my ass if you knew" whatever that is. Because of this, instead both of you are bonded together as friends, you get more and more separated from her since you don't know what's happening in her life and about her. How the heck will you know her better if she doesn't update you when you ask for an update? The part which makes you wish you weren't her frind is when you figure that she is telling her update to another person other you, who asked first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the two of you walk together to go to another venue where the class will be held, a classmate approaches and asks if she can borrow your friend for a moment and talk to her about secrets you shouldn't hear that's why they have to be away from you. This leaves you to yourself alone in the corridor going to where the class is suppose to go. If you see a person who you can walk with, other than your friend who is "borrowed away from you", you yourself will find a reason for walking with her so she doesn't feel being used by you since you have no one to walk with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why you wish you weren't her friend is because during free period when the teacher is late, you find yourself sitting with her but not talking to her which is the main reason why you seated beside her in the first place. Then you feel like moving a seat away from her because you don't want to see her and the person, who she is talking to, whisper or mouthing what they have to say to each other since it is a secret. Everytime a person talks to her, you have to back off a little so you won't hear what they are talking about. You just look away when they laugh about something you don't even know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she tells one secret. She also tells you not to tell anyone. You know that she'll get mad when you tell anyone so you keep it a secret. Then you find yourself in a situation where she accidentally blurts it out and tells to the people who heard to not to tell anyone about it. Then one of the people who heard it spreads it out and she doesn't even get mad at that person. Then you think about that situation where you think that what if you were the one who told the secret. You'll think and guess that she won't talk to you for a day and that she won't tell you any more secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that she is suppose to do all of these things with you and that she should be considering you more since both of you had a foundation to your friendship and all that's left is to build it up more so it won't break down into pieces. You don't want your hardwork into building your friendship be put into waste just like that. She doesn't mean to do these things with others instead of you. But the process you are going through and the thoughts that go into your head are holes that can bring down such friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is friends of course with those she shares secrets with. They very fortunate to know a lot about my friend more than I know her. That's why, because of this realization in life, I have decided to tell my bestfriend about the website of this blog. My bestfriend can judge me in any way she wants. She is my best friend after all. She understands me that's why I have a lot of fun when I'm with her. There is never a boring moment with her. True, there are times when the two of us are out of things to say to each other but being with her makes me happy already. I hpe she feels and thinks the same way. If not, it's fine me too! We don't have secrets from each other. That's why I felt unfair to her because she tells and allows me to visit and read about whatever she writes in her blog and I don't want her to know whatever I post in my blog and won't even tell her mine when I changed the web address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I am ready to tell her my web address and let her read everything in this blog. I'll just tell her not to tell anyone. It will be our own little secret, just the two of us. This a simple kind of revenge that I can think of. It's a bad revenge but it's the one thing I got that my other friend doesn't know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sucks and rocks is that next school year, we will surely make another term paper about a different novel. In our school, we do the term paper as a pair. My partner is my friend who seems to be the topic of this post. Next school year, she surely won't be my partner because she already made arrangements with another classmate. Now, I am forced to pair myself with a classmate who I have been sitting beside ever since my first year in High School. She is the only one I got who is serious yet fun to be with too. It sucks because my friend who the topic is the best in the class and that's something that everyone in the class has to admit. If don't work with her, then I guess my term paper next school year won't be as good as what the two of us are doing now. What rocks is that she doesn't have to boss me around next school year in doing the term paper since she won't be my partner anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair because I should be knowing her better and getting close to her since I am her friend for three or four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know how I am and what I go through during class hours. I only get to hang out with my bestfriend and leave my friend during recess and lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing all fo these things that are trapped and now set free in my head makes me feel a lot better. I feel the best if my best friend would read this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So chow for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sign in to Yahoo! Messenger to give her an instant message containing the web address of this blog of mine. Some of these are things I already told her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8742977140112475003?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8742977140112475003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8742977140112475003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8742977140112475003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8742977140112475003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-fair.html' title='IT&apos;S NOT FAIR!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-9177742303531424332</id><published>2009-02-07T15:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:47:59.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Bandfest!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: happy&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to:We Rock - Camp Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a very rock n' roll night! WE had our bandfest at our school. I went to there with my friend and bestfriend and another friend. I totally had fun with them! There were bands from the school itself and mands outside the school. The best part was when Chicosci played their music! It was awesome! They did medley songs. They sang, other than their songs, That's What You Get, I Kissed A Girl, Hot N' Cold, and Single Ladies. Although I wasn't a fan, I enjoyed because everyone was jumping, screaming, and singing really loud!!! I screamed, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this not so famous band that also played last night. The band's name was Hansom (I'm not sure of the spelling). The band was compose of three brothers. The lead singer/guitar was a mixture of Nick and Joe Jonas! That's why I had a crush on him that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ate a barbeque and a jumbo hotdog (Purefoods, of course). The barbeque was made by the faculty of the school. A lot of people bought more barbeque than the siomai they also sold. I only had water. This was the only bandfest where I was able to enjoy and have fun but ate only few since I spent most of the time in the court where the bands and dancers performed (foods and drinks were not allowed in). Everyone did a great job, by the way especially the band that sang Burnin' Up by JB. After that and another song that they sang, my brother and I went home (he went with me then we splitted up). My brother was with his friends from his school. HE also had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to the bandfest at 6pm and left at 10pm. That's a long time to have fun for a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great night! I slept at 10:30pm and woke at 10:45am awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about last night. The next posts will be about thoughts that were supposed to be posted days, weeks, and months ago. This is the only time I have to post them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-9177742303531424332?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9177742303531424332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=9177742303531424332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/9177742303531424332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/9177742303531424332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/mood-happy-currently-listening-towe.html' title='Bandfest!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7922917633201804581</id><published>2009-02-02T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:59:21.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impressive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>It's The Time of My LIFE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: Awesome!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Start the Party - Camp Rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yaaaaahhhhhooooooooooooo!!!!!!! Yehhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeyyyy!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel so great!!! My team won the third prize in the Math and Science Quiz Bee awhile ago at 12:40pm to 3:10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At first, my team and I thought that we didn't make it since there was no third year on our team during the difficult round. It turned out that we made enough points to catch up on the third place! I jumped up and down, left and right on stage as our names were called! I was overwhelmed because no one in the team expected anything! Now, we just have to wait for our scores from the hands-on competition which was held in the 28th of January. We will be awarded some time this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yahoooo!!!!! I'm Out! Peace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll add details when I have time. I'm studying for our long test in Religion tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See ya then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7922917633201804581?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7922917633201804581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7922917633201804581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7922917633201804581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7922917633201804581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-time-of-my-life.html' title='It&apos;s The Time of My LIFE!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7183331693592412606</id><published>2009-01-13T20:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:53:56.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>Something That I Should Have Posted First When I Started My Blog</title><content type='html'>Mood: Irritated&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Fly On A Wall - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to post whatever this one is about soon because I have to sleep now. I'll just edit this when I am going to post the real content of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! I hope you read this note because you won't be able to read it anymore when I edit this in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood is really sleepy. The mood indicated is just a reminder for that the post about my irritation on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! See you then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7183331693592412606?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7183331693592412606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7183331693592412606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7183331693592412606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7183331693592412606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-that-i-should-have-posted.html' title='Something That I Should Have Posted First When I Started My Blog'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7216161365098159980</id><published>2009-01-10T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:00:19.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>My School Grocery List</title><content type='html'>Mood: a little icky&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: On the Line - Demi Lovato ft. Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made a list of what i'm going to buy for my school supplies that are already no where to be found in my school bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pad Papers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One whole pad (Intermediate Pad Paper)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 crosswise pad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 pad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some things I put in my pencilcase:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black Ballpen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red Ballpen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pencil Sharpener&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Book that is needed only for the this fourth quarter:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maganda Pa Ang Daigdig by Francisco Lazaro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're going to the mall and buy groceries. This is an opportunity to buy what I need for school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just did my geometry homework... It's done... Now, I have nothing else to do for school!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all! See you then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7216161365098159980?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7216161365098159980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7216161365098159980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7216161365098159980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7216161365098159980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-school-grocery-list.html' title='My School Grocery List'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-1376080781360981330</id><published>2009-01-09T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:54:10.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merchant of Venice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>What Happened Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: On The Line - Demi Lovato ft. Jonas Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Guess What? I already have the songs from Demi Lovato’s album Don’t Forget. I got the songs from the CD of my brother’s friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my first two sentences are the reasons why I am posting now here in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from school, I watched television and ate my merienda. After that, I still watched TV until 6pm. Then I turned on the computer. My main reason was to post first here in my blog because everything that happened awhile at school. But what I did was to play the songs from Demi’s album. At first, I was disappointed because I could not play the songs here in my user because I just copied the songs from the CD itself but I already played the songs in the other user because that’s the user that was logged on when my brother and I tried to hear what’s in Demi’s album. In short, yesterday, I already heard these songs. I just wanted to here them again when I got home. I finally figured how to play it. I just had to drag the songs from the previous user to the folder then Add the folder to the Library in iTunes. When I finally played it successfully in my user, I edited my playlist, added the all the songs from the album, and synced them all in my iPod. Currently, my iPod shuffle contains 150 songs. So far, my favorite songs from her album are: La La Land, Get Back, Train Wreck, Party, On The Line, The Middle, Gonna Get Caught, Two Worlds Collide, and Don’t Forget. All in all there are 11 songs in her album. Before I started writing this post, I first searched for their lyrics in the net since I only got the songs not the Album itself that has their lyrics included when you buy the original CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About what happened this morning, it was totally fun! Here’s the schedule of what happened then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Homeroom Period – our seating arrangement was once again changed. I now sit at by window, on the last line. My new seatmate of the school year was my seatmate when I was in the first and second year high. I was glad to be her seatmate after a long time because for the previous year when she was my seatmate, I had high grades. She is an awesome seatmate! That’s why I always comment her on that when we have to give whatever letters to our classmates such as recoletters and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chemistry Period – we almost did noting except complete our requirements. I have completed mine so there was nothing to do then during the period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soc. Sci. Period – we already discussed the introduction to our first lesson this fourth quarter. We had an assignment before and I was able to pass my notebook with my answers inside it of course. Then a few minutes before the bell rings, our teacher gave his period for us to prepare for our play in Merchant of Venice after recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;English period (three periods coverage) – the first period was a little bit cool since I was in the part of the last act and scene of the play. I memorized my lines last night so there was no worries for me. The second period was still cool because our group thought that we would never make because our teacher said that she only borrowed one period from one subject only. Turned out that she borrowed five to ten minutes of the third period before lunch and as time goes by, she borrowed the whole period. In short, our section was able to finish the play this day after recess until before lunch. After the play, we had picture taking per Act number. Then after that we had some wacky pictures of whoever was left in the room where we performed. While we took some pictures of ourselves, the background music was playing Lovebug first, then Burnin’ Up. Then we all went down stairs to our classroom, changed our clothes, and took our lunch. For me it was the best play production experience in my life. It was the best performance I ever did in terms of speakingin front of the class and memorizing my lines. Like I said before, I would do better if the script was in English but if it was in any other language; I would probably mess up like what I did with my Talumpati in Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Filipinio Period – we had nothing to do except complete our requirements. For some, it was breathtaking since they still have to recite their speeches (talumpati). For me, it was also rest time since what I only did that period was to complete a table where we have to place the title, aim and the score that we got from our formal and informal themes. And speaking about speech in tagalong, I asked my teacher if I got the lowest score, and I guess that I am a little bit of a psychic since I guessed right. It’s sad but it’s also reality that I have to face since I wasn’t prepared when I had my turn to recite my speech in front of the class. Now, I’m just hiding my feelings about being nervous of what my grade would be in my report card. I pretended to be calm but deep inside I am disappointed to myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Advanced Algebra – All of that worries about my grade in Filipino worn off when we had activities in the period. It wasn’t even half boring. Everybody had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Religion – we didn’t do much. We just had our daily prayer of the Gospel of the Day then went up to a room where we watched the first parts of the movie, Freedom Writers. It was very mysterious at the beginning that makes you want to know what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dismissal – I went home early and on time. From Tuesday to Thursday, I went home late because of our play practices. Now that the play is over for section, all of us went home safe early. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well that’s what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to remind myself to write about what I feel about my first teacher as child and as a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want also to clarify that I don’t wear a mask when I am with my best friends and friends. I ‘m just afraid that people, who already know me, might judge me for what I think and do. Don’t get me wrong; I like people criticizing me. I just started my friendship to them being someone who is humble and average. Maybe, if ever they would figure this new web address of my blog, I would change it to: afraidtobejudged.blogspot.com. Now, I’m prepared and I don’t have to think about the next name I’ll give my address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all! Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-1376080781360981330?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1376080781360981330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=1376080781360981330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1376080781360981330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1376080781360981330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-happened-today.html' title='What Happened Today'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-5433806538135444830</id><published>2009-01-07T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:37:17.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: amazed to myself, angry&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Love Me or Hate Me - Lady Sovereign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed to myself just now because I just helped my brother on his Math homework. It was easy! And when he checked it himself, it was right! How amazing is that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is something I should tell. Before, the first ever web address of this blog is &lt;a href="http://afraidtoridearollercoaster.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://afraidtoridearollercoaster.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Now, I changed it to &lt;a href="http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; because my best friends found out about this. They weren't suppose to know. It was just last Monday when I got the news about the two of them knew about this. They are not suppose to know because I consider this as my personal diary. I don't want anyone them reading whatever I post in this blog. I won't allow anyone to do so except for my brother because we started wo have a blog at the same time. Anyone whom I don't know yet from anywhere else can totally read this. My reason is I don't want them judging me for what I write in here in my blog. They might hate for this because I only sometimes show them my true feelings about them and about other things. But they do know some of what I post here because they are part of some. Now, They probably have read everything from the start. The sad part is that they didn't even put a single comment. It was disappointing at the same time irritating. I also feel a little embarrassed becuase of some of my posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to eat dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-5433806538135444830?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5433806538135444830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=5433806538135444830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5433806538135444830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5433806538135444830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/01/mood-amazed-to-myself-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-1113498322831804399</id><published>2009-01-07T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:34:32.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intramurals'/><title type='text'>Intramurals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mood: cool...&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Fly On The Wall - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about what happened to our school intramurals. This is the last day of our intrams and I sure do miss it. The three-do-nothing days were awesome and i'm gonn atell you why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Jan. 5 - Our first day back to school from our Christmas and New Year vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at school was burning up to win the sport that they are supposed to play. I was in the game of Tag of War. Since that's my game, we didn't do much. we had to wait for our team's turn to play; otherwise we wandered around the high school campus. While we wait for our turn, we either went to the covered court to watch basketball or just talk among ourselves. What was so amazing was we had a new friend along the three of us. I like her because she appreciates my jokes and whatever I say or do. She's cool to hang out with. When it was already dismissal time, my best friend and I went to the gate where we were suppose to wait for our fetchers. We hanged there and bought food while we waited. We have to wait till 5 pm because our group in the play just cancelled our practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: My best friend and I are in different sections now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened on the first day after the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Jan. 6 - i went to school in pants instead of jogging pants because I thought that our team already lost and therefore didn't have a game anymore to play on this day. Turns out that we still had three more games to play that day. We were still able to participate anyway. We first watched the tiyakad team to play for our section. Then we sat down and talked on the lawn and this time BADASS was included and complete plus the additional friend we gained from the day before. We played a memory game wherein we had to give off a name that started with the letter "A" then the next player had to say the given name that stared with "A" and give off another name but this time it would start with a "B". Then it goes on until we finish to "Z" wherein the unlucky player had to recite the names given from "A" to "Z" and she is not suppose to miss a name, or mispronounce the name, or change the name that was given by the other players. It was fun, although I was the first one out ince I mispronounced one of the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not just what we did this day. I happen to bring to school my badminton set (net not included). We played badminton just me and my two best friends. Then towards the end of the day of school, we played with our new friend, and another friend of ours who hangs out with us whenever she likes to. Then after dismissal until 5pm, we practiced for our play, The Merchant of Venice. That was it for that day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Jan. 7 - Better than the other two days because we had more jokes today and more laghter than yesterday with our new friend. Everything was too good to be true, all the fun and happiness. Anyway, It's going to be all normal tomorrow... We are going to receive our scores from our exams!!! and now that I got home, I am suppose to memorize my lines for the play! But who cares, right? I don't think anyone else memorizes at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a wrap of the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-1113498322831804399?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1113498322831804399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=1113498322831804399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1113498322831804399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/1113498322831804399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/01/intramurals.html' title='Intramurals'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-5865743170230047648</id><published>2009-01-04T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:33:18.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>My First Post In The Year 2009</title><content type='html'>It's Sunday and I have my first day of Monthly Period. It's wrong timing but it is also my first menstruation of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the School's Intramurals and I am competing for our team of Tag Of War. I'm not chubby, nor am tall. I just have this strength that I never thought I had ever since I played for our tag of war team in the intramurals. But I'm good in Badminton. It's just that every school year, someone gets the slot before I do. So I end in Tag of War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't memorized much my lines for the school play but I'm one-fourth through the whole thing. I play Stephano and Gratiano of Act V of Merchant of Venice. My Stephano chracter has only one line so they have to give me another one so I can still participate throughout the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:32 on the computer watch. Time to watch: The Suite Life on Deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-5865743170230047648?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5865743170230047648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=5865743170230047648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5865743170230047648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5865743170230047648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-post-in-year-2009.html' title='My First Post In The Year 2009'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-2148721950984640224</id><published>2008-12-30T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:22:55.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outbound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>Something I Wrote for Our Outbound Portfolio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTBOUND STUFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTRODUCTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 28th of November 2008, our class went to the Seven Lakes in San Pablo, Laguna. We had fun and excitement during all the activities that we did. There were mud, trees, water, mountains, water and more mud. There were also animals that can be seen on the grassy parts near the lakes. The sky was pretty awesome too. For more of the wonderful scenes being described, please flip to the next page now and see God’s creation in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSIGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our outbound, we saw landscapes that we haven’t seen before. Our eyes were opened about the other side of the country: nature. The trees were very healthy. They stood tall on the ground and on the grass. The grass was green. The soil was brown. There was construction happening near the second lake that we visited. It was a bit loud. The plane was muddy and slippery that you can accidentally dip your feet in just like dipping the nachos, fries, or even pizzas in the barbecue/cheese sauce. Although we knew about this, some of us slipped in, unfortunately. The Skies were blue. It didn’t rain, very UNfortuntely. We saw some dead fish in Sampaloc Lake. The Twin lakes were awesome and clean since their location were far away from the busy streets of Laguna. There were many big fish nets on some of the lakes. Even though the Samplaoc Lake is dirty and full of trash, surprisingly, its pH level is neutral. We were expecting it to be acidic. The animals were doing there own thing. They didn’t attack us, fortunately enough. The clean lakes had a distinct color of blue when you see it from afar. The lakes were deep since we were required to wear life vests. There were poop of the animals on the road leading to the lakes. Some parts of the trip were smelly. I personally saw bubbles running to the lake which I think will make the lake acidic. It was cold then even though it didn’t rain. It wasn’t hot except for some of us that include me and Belay. The views were irresistible to capture. The plain was steep. Some of us almost fell on and/or in the mud. There were roads not taken. The mountains were good displays on the background of the lakes. There were times when the sky was foggy. Complaining of tiredness was not an option even though we were exhausted, climbing up the steps back to the road. Houses were built near some of the lakes which explain some of the trashes that we found on the surface of the lakes. Some people maintain the cleanliness of the lakes and some don’t. There were small flowers which names we don’t know but were beautiful and attractive that we picked them up. You can’t swim on the lake if you have your monthly period. Kids smoke at the adult’s back and even face the side of the lake so no one can catch them except for the people who are very aware of their surroundings. There were flies on some point of the walking. It gets colder when you’re wet and the wind starts to blow hard. You can’t take a bath in the bathroom even though it is called the BATHroom. You can’t also take a bath when the bathroom is full of people waiting for their turn unless they were patient enough and they are allowed by their proctor a.k.a. class adviser. You can’t play on the playground even though it is called the PLAYground. You can’t swim in the swimming pool even though it is called the SWIMMING pool not the STARING pool. You can’t stop the beat and the voice in our larynx when we sing during trekking, walking, swimming, or even sitting and/or standing in the bus. The facilitators from Lakbay Kalikasan have really old, bad and corny jokes. Students can’t cheat when the classroom is outside the school (a lot of witnesses can see them if they cheat.) You should bring your camera when you are visiting the twin lakes (they are so amazingly clean and had crystal-like surface.)Trekking is not amzing when it doesn’t rain. Some people are unfair in so many different ways. Sitting near the front of the nus is not such a good idea if you are far away from the fun people of your class. Nothing can beat a sleep in the bus after all that amazing adventure knowing that there is still a better side of the of the ugly streets, buildings and cities of the 7107 islands called the Philippines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-2148721950984640224?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2148721950984640224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=2148721950984640224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2148721950984640224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2148721950984640224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-i-wrote-for-our-outbound_30.html' title='Something I Wrote for Our Outbound Portfolio'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-9018760224483696954</id><published>2008-12-30T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:02:20.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><title type='text'>After Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just went back from Isabela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun doing things I don't usually do here at home. There are only few minutes that I spend time in watching the television there since there are LOTS of thing to do that we wished there were still more time to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize that I choose kids to be my friends. I only like kids that are easy to handle and not kids that always cry without any reason at all or kids that ignores you when you talk to them or kids who blame someone else even though it's really his/her fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I miss all the fun with my little cousin. It is supposedly 'cousins' but I didn't like his sister. She is so maldita and not really friendly. His brother rocks even though he is just six years old. The only down side about him is that he doesn't fix his toys when he is done playing with them. We always tell him to put them on their proper places but he refuses to do so. He is also naughty that's why he gets scolded by our scary grandfather who doesn't like kids more than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played airplanes. He would go sit on my lap and hold my arms sidewards and fly like an airplane. Then, still sitting on my lap, he pretends that we are a tank that shoots invisible bullets. After that he pretends that we are in a submarine that crushes tot the ground, making a little vibration effect while he is looking on the floor. I make the vibration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my other cousins their, we played hide and seek. the three youngest go hide and the three older cousins go seek. the oldest among us is the referee who is witness whether someone already saved or not. It was fun because I was one of the older cousins who sought the younger ones. We went up the stairs, in to every room in the house and found them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all. I didn't only spent time with my cousins, I also spent it with my two uncles. The younger one had a laptop it was slow though. He helped fix my card when we were playing cards. The older one is more fun because he is the one who me and my brother go against in cards all the time. He is really good! He coached me thrice then I won on those plays. It was so awesome that before we left for the bus station, my brother and I challenged him for the last time. WE had three games. The first two was my success then the last was my brother's victory. It was so cool! I wished we had two more so that would have been five games before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of stay, the four of us: mom, dad, my brother and I, together with our grandmother, went to the Our Lady of Piat Church in Cagayan . It took us a bus, a tricycle, and a Public Utility van to get there. We took some pictures and left. On the last day of stay, my mother, my previous made, and I went to Baculud to visit other few relatives and another previous made that the family had. We forgot to bring the camera so no pictures were taken. Mom chatted with the people we visited so did our previous maid then we went back to my grandparents' place where we stayed in Isabela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I also watched T.V. I watched Myx Daily Top Ten, Suite Life on Deck, and a little bit of M.I.T. 20. That's all that I watched. The rest of my time was spent with my cousins and on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my Christmas Vacation Experience this 2008. If ever we are asked to make an essay about what we did during the vacation, this will be on the body part of the essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering where and/or when did I use the things I brought in Isabela, then here is a list of activities that includes my iPod, The Merchant of Venice Book, my Health Kit, some food, and my clothes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My iPod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I used when whenever we travelled. I also used it when I am bored in the sense that my fave kid cousin is taking a nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Merchant of Venice Book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I memorized my first four lines while everybody was taking nap during our first day of stay (my brother got sick so he had to nap. My two little cousins went to nap. My two other cousins slept on the couch. I was on the front yard memorizing,almost slept.).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We brought six Chippy's, and two PicNic's. They were gone on the second day of stay so we bought six more before going back from Piat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I wore them of course! My best outfit was during our third stay (we went to mass, I had to dress up).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Health Kit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It has my powder, lib balm, extra everything a girl must have when she is on a trip (gotta be hygienic).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's all! I have to work on my memorization of my lines for the play. But for now, I'm gonna get some rest and just sit back relax and watch the television.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm Out. Peace...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-9018760224483696954?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9018760224483696954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=9018760224483696954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/9018760224483696954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/9018760224483696954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-vacation.html' title='After Vacation'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7419774309480444366</id><published>2008-12-25T15:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:02:24.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><title type='text'>We're going on Vacation!!!</title><content type='html'>Later, at about 5 or 6 pm, we will go to the bus terminal. We're riding a bus deluxe that has a restroom inside it. There are about only 50 seats in the bus... I'm so Excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're are going to Isabela, my father's province. My relatives on the father's side lives there except for two of his sisters who are in the US of A. I haven't seen them for a while so I'm excited to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my travel bag I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my iPod&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Merchant of Venice book (I have to memorize my lines for the school play)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some foods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my health kit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all that I'll be bringing. Can't wait to go!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See ya on the 30th of December!!! Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7419774309480444366?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7419774309480444366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7419774309480444366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7419774309480444366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7419774309480444366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/were-going-on-vacation.html' title='We&apos;re going on Vacation!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8541776024311130172</id><published>2008-12-24T19:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:29:19.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>I'm FREAKING OUT!!! (for the first time in my life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Long time no post since Dec 12. I was busy reviewing for my exams. Don't wanna waste my time doing nothing. But unfortunately, I don't think that I did my best in the tests because I took a lot of my time thinking about the right answer instead of answering the questions. It was very depressing. I'm guessing that I all of my grades will be less a point in the card. Now, I am a little nervous. I don't think that my class standing would help increase or retain my previous grades because my participation, I think, was not half good. To tell the truth, This is my worst performance in school ever. And I thought that I would absolutely have fun this school year. But now, I think it's the exact opposite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I didn't do well in my Speech in Filipino. Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was the first one to speak in front of the class!!!!! How COOL is that supposed to be since your turn is over by the next minute. I was so fortunate that I wasn't able to memorize my supposedly memorized speech. And normally, I cried after I muttered and made fun of my self in front of everyone in class. I'm telling ya... It was FREAKING HUMILIATING!!!!! I asked the teacher if there was any extra curricular activity that I can do so I can get a payback score kind of thing so I don't fail her subject: Filipino. But all that she said was that I there is none; I can do my payback in the exams. But as I just said, I don't think I did well in the freaking exams!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*I'm using "Freaking" because my friend thought that she was the one who started saying the word when in fact I was the one who started using the word which I learned in "The New Adventures of Old Christine" (I don't watch it, I just heard it in the commercial in ETC or 2ND Avenue).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second, Advanced Algebra quizzes are killing me, mentally. I don't know what's happening to me. I think I'm degrading myself too much but I think I don't have the smarts or the brains to excel much in the subject anymore. So frustrating... (and to think I'm the girl in class that doesn't know how to get frustrated... I am now!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Third, let's talk about my favorite subject this school year that is another factor that makes this year and quarter so bad. Chemistry is what I'm talking about. I'm pretty good at the subject. So good that one, I wasn't able to answer the last two questions in the long test which both were worth FIVE POINTS EACH!!!!! I lost automatically TEN FREAKING POINTS!!!!! Ha! Beat that! It was over sixty-five and I only got fifty-three. If ever I answered the two questions correctly, I would have gotten sixty-three over sixty-five. That's two points away from the perfect score. I got beaten by an average girl in Chemistry who happens to be the friend I was talking about in the *asterisk part. I have to say... That's not surprising at all. She was the batch's second top student last quarter. Who knows... maybe she'd be number one. She could possibly beat me in Advanced Algebra too since we have the same subjects all to ourselves. She's good in Math and Science, I'm good in Math and Science. We both are. Anyway... that's not all! I also wasn't able to finish the exam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MISMO&lt;/span&gt;. I wasn't able to answer the last page and the three-fourths of the second to last page. What's worse is that my answers in the multiple choice was tragic because at first I was calm that my answer was correct since my answer appeared in the choices. but as the test numbers go by, the questions or should I say the items for computations just became harder! So I guessed MOST, not some, of the answers... so sad. I screamed along with my other classmates who weren't able to finish the exam just like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fourth, and I think is the last, is the Practical Exam in Computer. I was so pleased at first when the teacher said that we can look in our notes for the codes since it was impossible for us to memorize all of it. When taking the test, there was an instruction that says that we should make another window and when the time is right, we will make it appear after the first window. How the HECK can we do that if she didn't give us the codes??? Then the class found out that in other sections, they have the codes since they discussed the topic. It was not frustrating for me since it was over but for one it was so frustrating that she is still mad about it when she found out (she's the friend I'm talking about). In general, I think the class didn't get high grades. and correction, writing this in my blog doesn't mean I was frustrated. I'm just sharing the reasons why I think this year is the worst for me so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway... I'm not really angry or mad about my friend that has been part of this post. It just so happens that I got sick of her since we're together every time in class while my best friend is in the other section. We're alwqays together that some friends in the class call me her "Leech". I also got sick of being labeled as her "leech" that I quit stalking her in the sense that I don't follow her that often now. If she wants to this way, I go that way. That's the way it rolls now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can also say this is the worst year because I am not classmates with my best friend, my seatmates are not helping me focus, I always think about Matt Prokop that I can't concentrate in studying for quizzes, exams, and long tests. Talk about crushes again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, that's it for now! Merry Christmas to all!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8541776024311130172?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8541776024311130172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8541776024311130172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8541776024311130172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8541776024311130172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-freaking-out-for-first-time-in-my.html' title='I&apos;m FREAKING OUT!!! (for the first time in my life)'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4547446381718866817</id><published>2008-12-12T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:42:51.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playlist'/><title type='text'>My Playlist</title><content type='html'>Here is what my iPod currently plays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camp Rock Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's About Time Album&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Jonas Brothers Album&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Little Bit Longer Album&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High School Musical Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High School Musical2: Sing It All or Nothing Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High School Musical3: Senior Year Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just Stand Up - Various Artists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake It - Metro Station&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheese Jerky - Oliver and Jackson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We Got the Party with Us - Hannah Montana ft. Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nobody's Perfect - Hannah Montana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life's What You Make It - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start All Over - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rockstar - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7 Things - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fly On A Wall - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gitchie-Gitchie  Goo - Phineas and Ferb Song&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like Whoa - Aly and AJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Potential Breakup Song - Aly and AJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move On - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Wan'na Be Like You - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;S.O.S. (Acoustic) - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thunder (Acoustic) - Boys Like Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Me or Hate Me - Lady Sovereign&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Best Damn Thing - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girlfriend - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One For The Radio - McFly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Got You - McFly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Me (Acoustic) - Demi Lovato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Back - Demi Lovato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's What You Get - Paramore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decode - Paramore --Twilight Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave Out All the Rest - Linkin Park --Twilight Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thnks Fr Th Mmrs - Fall Out Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat It - Fall Out Boy ft. John Mayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race - Fall Out Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;That's all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4547446381718866817?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4547446381718866817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4547446381718866817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4547446381718866817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4547446381718866817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-playlist.html' title='My Playlist'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8632501658963106982</id><published>2008-12-12T18:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:34:04.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Crush...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I HAD a crush on Joe Jonas. It started last summer here in the Philippines. The reason how I knew about him and the Jopnas Brothers, here it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last school year in the first weeks of February till the last weeks, when I was still a sophomore, my best friend discovered S.O.S. by the Jonas Brothers. I didn't know the song at that time. I didn't even know the band. She sang it for at least a week with my other friend who hangs out with us. Since I wanted to sing along, I downloaded the song. It was cool. I get to sing along with my two friends. While we sing SOS, my friend said that she likes the lead singer and my best friend said that she likes the other lead singer who plays the guitar. I didn't know what they looked like so I had no choice to like the last brother who , according to the two of them, was not that attractive (no offense to Kevin Jonas). On the last weeks of February, she sang Year 3000. I repeated my method and downloaded it. So during the first weeks till the last day of school year 2007-2008, I sang Year 3000 and SOS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then I searched for the band during the week after the last day. I searched for pictures since I didn't know them yet. Then I figured the reason why they liked the lead singers and not so liked the last one (no offense). Then secretly to myself, I'm crushing on Joe. Then it got out when I see them on T.V. performing: S.O.S., When You Look Me In The Eyes, and Hold On. So my parents know about it so does my little brother. When I figured that they appear in Disney, that gave me a reason to be a fan of the band. I buy the magazines which display their pictures and names (but I have to say, they are not cheap).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a crush on him from April till October 23, 2008, the day before High School Musical 3: Senior Year premieres worldwide in Cinemas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are the reasons why I didn't have a crush on him anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I found out that he was having a relationship with a girl DURING his relationship with Taylor Swift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He is a trying hard rockstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, that I think of it, I can say that he's gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;According to my friends, he's a... Man-whore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly... HE SUCKS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But that doesn't mean I didn't like anyone then after Joe. Someone else caught my attention during the premiere of HSM3. HE is none other than: Jimmie "Rocketman" Zara (Matt Prokop). HE is totally funny, awesome and totally amazing!!! I love his song with Sharpay during the Spring Musical. "Just Wanna Be With You". There was one time when the lyrics of the song was my status in the messenger, stressing on the word "ALL!!!", the part when he started to sing. If ever Matt will have his own album (which I doubt), I'll buy it first thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, I'm totally crushing on Matt after 8 months of crushing on Joe Jonas. It wasn't easy to switch. I can't avoid seeing Joe because he is always in the television singing either Burnin' UP or LoveBug; or even see him in Disney. That's why I don't watch T.V. often anymore. I only watch CSI Las Vegas, and CSI Miami in Fox Crime and Hereos in either Star World or CS9.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8632501658963106982?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8632501658963106982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8632501658963106982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8632501658963106982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8632501658963106982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/crush.html' title='Crush...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-2140534095902338776</id><published>2008-12-12T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:15:44.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm back again... just finished our Mastery Test this morning... as usual... I didn't finish the math part... it always happens... I never get to finish the stinkin' subject every Mastery tests... so depressing... and to think i'm pretty good at the subject... i guess i'm just slow in computations... i wish i was fast... anyway... i wasn't able to answer the last two items... so... it's cool... better than not answering anything... better luck next time... *sigh*...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-2140534095902338776?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2140534095902338776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=2140534095902338776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2140534095902338776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2140534095902338776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/12/yeah.html' title='yeah...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-6466745832609473350</id><published>2008-11-22T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:48:21.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>It's Joyful and Depressing at The Same Time</title><content type='html'>Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had no classes because of the PAASCU. I was all alone at home. I watched television from morning till 12pm. Then I ate lunch. After that I turned the computer and played music. I took a bath and got ready for 4pm because I made a deal with a friend that we would go to my brother's school to buy a book in their book fair. Unfortunately, there were two factors that didn't allow us to go in the school. First, the guard said that it is not allowed for visitorse to go in if they are wearing shorts which what I was wearing (it wsn't really a short shorts that is really short, it was just above my knees). So, my friend and I had to go back at home just for me to change. We went back and were pretty sure that this time, we were allowed to go in. Still, the gaurf didn't let us in even though we told him that my friend is a family of one of the teachers in the school. The guard suggested to bring the teacher with us then we could come in. Sadly, the teacher had a meeting that day and time. In short, we weren't able to go in and buy a book... Even though it didn't work for us, I was still happy that day since I received the iPod I was promised about. It is a Pink iPod Shuffle. It is really cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thursday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Classes resumed. We had shortened period because we had club meetings. Everything went normal except for the schedule. Two things happened that day that I will never ever forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First, it was during lunch break. I had my wallet with me when I went to the cafeteria with my best friend until we sat down and eat whatever we chose to eat. After we ate, we went for a dessert. When I was about to reach for my wallet, it seemed that it wasn't in my pocket nor it was in my jacket pocket or on the table. We went looking for it by tracing our steps from the table to the corner where they put the spoons and forks (assuming that I dropped it while we were on our way in getting a spoon and fork. We weren't able to find it... To think that I was really calm at those moment because I knew that my wallet will surely be found since it has my name on it. So I waited until after lunch and until dismissal. There was no wallet found and no announcements about it. I spent my after lunch ours very miserable. At those times, I was already preparing myself to the consequences that I would take when I told my mom about it. I came looking for it during club hours and after club hours. I was still not able to find it. Then dismissal came. I went to the lost and found office twice but the personnel in charge wasn't there. I was dissappointed but surprisingly didn't cry. My friends and I were heading to the gate where we were supposed to be picked up individually by our fetchers. I decided to go back in the campus and searched for it. I was with my best friend. There was something happened that made me have more faith in God. We happen to pass by the cafeteria again. Desperately, I talked to the maintainance personnels and asked them about a missing walet in the cafeteria. At first we misunderstood each other but when I repeated my question if they had found any wallet, they let me and my friend come in the kitchen. They asked for my name, the color of the wallet, and the amount that was present in my wallet to confirm that the wallet they found was mine. Everything I answered had a match and then I found my wallet unexpectedly!!! Thanks to the school's maintenance and to my perseverance to find my wallet before leaving the school, I was abel to find my wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second, it was during the club hours towards dismissal time. Everyone went to their respective venues for their club. I went in my own club: Math. I was first one in then others followed. At that time, I was still looking for my wallet so I went down to the Lost and Found Office the first time to see if it was there. Then I went back to the second floor because club was starting already. The my club's activity was to play gameboards. So we played for the whole club hours, everyone except me and a new found friend. We are both fans of High School Musical 3 and it just so happened that we were in the same club, in the same venue, in the same time. She was playing Uno with other members. I was watching them play since they had already started the game. She began to sing "Can I Have This Dance" from HSM3 Soundtrack. I guessed she'd watched the movie and already had the soundtrack since she memorized the song lyrics already just like me. I sang with her in the chorus. For awhile, we were shy to show our true colors in singing but when the Uno game was finished, we sang different songs in the HSM3 Album. We had duets and even sang and laughed at the same time. So our voice were really loud enough to let everyone in the club hear us. Since we were the older ones in the club (the fourth year members were in a different venue), we stood up and started dancing and singing "Can I Have This Dance". She even lifted me and circled around since she was heavier than I am. While we were doing the lifteing and the waltzing, the fourth years were entering the room!!! I felt a little embarrassed but seeing that my new friend wasn't, I had confidence to continue our musical since there was nothing else to do. We also did "I Just Wanna Be With You" Sharpay and Jimmie version. She was Sharpay, I was Jimmie. I was so funny that we weren't able to perform in a snap. Everyone was looking at us now. Moments before, most were ignoring us. Now that we used the stage, we got their attention. Appluase were given to both of us. Then Dismissal came. Indeed, it was a day to remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My day wasn't the same since my seatmate had to go home because she is sick. Things were not happy for me since I have no one to chat with. I can still talk to my other seatmeats though, but the teacher would notice it. So I was completely bored. Not to mention that my best friend's section had their outbound that day! I had no one to eat lunch with in the cafeteria. It's a good thing I had lunch with me cooked by my mom that morning before going to school. I spent recess with my half-bestfriend and also lunch... Then when I came home form school, I was excited to open up the computer becuase I wanted to put songs in my first ever iPod! At first I wasn't successful in doing so that went to the point that I gave up. But when my brother came home form the Computer shop to play DoTA, the syncing of songs were a success!!! I guess that my brother was my lucky charm that day. When going to bed, I was attached to it but I knew I had to get it off my ears so I can really go to sleep. I thank God that night for the success of my iPod...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday (Today)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is cleaning day. I fixed my cabinet of stuffs since it was already dusty and unorganized. I had time for a little review for our longtest in religion on Monday. I wasn't able to focuse since I was listening to my iPod. One things for sure taht made my day really bad, the right side of my headphone is not working its purpose. It is broken for now and I am currently using the headset of the computer which is big and I don't think I'm going to bring it upstairs to bed. I have to replace it before anything else. I was frustrated at first becuase it is my first iPod ever and now I have ruined its headphone. How bad is that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow, I don't think I am able to replace since we are not going anywhere tomorrow but to the church. So frustrating that I cride a little (it wasn't noticeable).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all... So sad but true... I never had been this depressed in my entire life since I don't have a boyfriend yet. The boyfriend that I consider now is my iPod shuffle and it seems that I have to replace a part of him... It's joyful and depressing at the same time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;=( yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-6466745832609473350?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6466745832609473350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=6466745832609473350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6466745832609473350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6466745832609473350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-very-joyful-and-depressing-at-same.html' title='It&apos;s Joyful and Depressing at The Same Time'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8007041404000785038</id><published>2008-11-14T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:10:22.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burger'/><title type='text'>Talk about being full</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate two burgers today. One from Jollibee and the other one is from the McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure. I thought I would finish my Quarter Pounder with Cheese meal since I have finished much of it last summer. But not now. I wasn't able to eat'em all for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, my mom isn't here yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8007041404000785038?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8007041404000785038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8007041404000785038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8007041404000785038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8007041404000785038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/talk-about-being-full.html' title='Talk about being full'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7554019077191101769</id><published>2008-11-14T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:50:10.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Waiting... Bored!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's already almost 10pm here in the Philippines. i'm supposed to be asleep awhile ago at 9pm but I told my mom to wait for her to go home because she'll be giving us Starbucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, I'm sleepy. I want to go to bed already and let my brother have my Frapuccino but i'm not supposed to leave my brother alone here downstairs. Something bad might happen. The only reason for keeping me awake is by keeping on posting here in my blog. My brother is currently watching Spongebob Squarepants as I'm typing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all! I gotta go. Maybe. But for now, I'm going to DragonFable to level up my mage. I can't keep on posting until my mom's here, you know. Or maybe I would look for chords and tabs of my fave songs. Or maybe spend my time in memorizing the lyrics of the songs from the new CDs I just bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7554019077191101769?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7554019077191101769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7554019077191101769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7554019077191101769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7554019077191101769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/waiting-bored.html' title='Waiting... Bored!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4702808018781422562</id><published>2008-11-14T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:42:47.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive and negative'/><title type='text'>What Rocks and What Sucks...</title><content type='html'>This is something new that would be renewed every now and then just like the Playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Rocks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All my quizzes in Chemistry are perfect except for one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my new seat and the new sitting arrangement in the classroom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of my grades went up except for two subjects.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went from 78 to 84 in Filipino and 79 to 82 in T.L.E.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This weekend is going to be so much fun because of surprises.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out the perfect outfit for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have the two CDs I always wanted plus an unexpected CD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have colds or cough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't been late since after the break.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a new close friend/classmate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have something to look forward to in class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have new guitar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What Sucks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm failing quizzes in Religion and English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My front-seatmate is cranky much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classmates have been linking me with different classmates in the class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost one point in Social Studies and Computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next week will either be embarrassing or be a nightmare because of PAASCU.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't found the perfect hairstyle for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My HSM3 CD has been ruined!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't slept right since Monday and get really sleepy at school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have black eyebags already.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My allowance is not enough for the DVDs I want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get embarrass easily. (I hope it'll stop soon or maybe next week.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There would probably be some changes after this day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4702808018781422562?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4702808018781422562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4702808018781422562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4702808018781422562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4702808018781422562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-rocks-and-what-sucks.html' title='What Rocks and What Sucks...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-5926368267843841530</id><published>2008-11-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:15:29.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playlist'/><title type='text'>My New Playlist</title><content type='html'>This is the list of songs that I have been listening to since I got the two CDs.  Well, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;S.O.S - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Me (Acoustic Version) - Demi Lovato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Whole Camp Rock Soundtrack - Camp Rock Cast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake It - Metro Station&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Whole A Little Bit Longer Album - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Got You - McFly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Whole High School Musical 3 Soundtrack - High School Musical 3 Cast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just Stand Up - Various Artists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I wanted to add Pink's song "So What". Unfortuantely, I didn't find any good copy of that song so I wasn't able to download it. =( After some days, I think i'm going to get rid of the songs from Camp Rock because I'm so over it already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-5926368267843841530?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5926368267843841530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=5926368267843841530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5926368267843841530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/5926368267843841530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-playlist.html' title='My New Playlist'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4508369371417436698</id><published>2008-11-14T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:05:03.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School Musical 3'/><title type='text'>HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3: SENIOR YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Premiered October 24, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/SR1zyaP948I/AAAAAAAAACk/9rOrQAyGUUI/s1600-h/HSM3_1s_wallpaper_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268494448970294210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/SR1zyaP948I/AAAAAAAAACk/9rOrQAyGUUI/s320/HSM3_1s_wallpaper_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something that I should've posted last October...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-4508369371417436698?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4508369371417436698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4508369371417436698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4508369371417436698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4508369371417436698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/high-school-musical-3-senior-year.html' title='HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3: SENIOR YEAR'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/SR1zyaP948I/AAAAAAAAACk/9rOrQAyGUUI/s72-c/HSM3_1s_wallpaper_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7585697944378486722</id><published>2008-11-14T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:04:21.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>Yo! Wazzup Man!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been almost six weeks from my last post. i have to say that I had much to do that's why I hadn't have time to log in and post something new. I have to admit, I would've posted last semester break but I was too busy playing DragonFable. It is an RPG online game. I had a previous account and I haven't visited it for almost two years already so I thought of playing it for a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dude, guess what? I got almost all what I want from the Music store. I already bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camp Rock Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High School Musical 3: Senior Year Soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Little Bit Longer Album&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All are original CD's! One more... I have a classmate who has a CD with the Jonas Brothers' 2ND album. Although, it's not original, I think it was good that I have a copy since she gave me her not original copy. I owe her. So in return, I let her borrow my HSM3 soundtrack. Unfortunately I think she accidentally dropped it on the floor since its CD cover is broken when I got it from her this morning. Ouch! And to think it was the original CD Soundtrack Album and one of my priced possession. And from that, I will never let anyone borrow my most priced possessions ever again because to tell you the truth I was upset and right now, I don't think I'm still treating the CD as a valuable thing anymore since it already looks old. I am disappointed since I told her not to put scratch on the CD and yet when I checked the disk out, it had scratches on its edges. Nooooo!!!!!!! Now, I regret what I did! I was stupid enough to let her borrow it since I thought that she was really neat and careful in keeping her things. But I thought wrong. (Basically, this is the reason why I posted again after 6 long weeks. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, back to the positive side, I have the tracks from the second and third album of the Jonas Brothers. I also got the soundtracks of HSM3 and Camp Rock. Have I mentioned that I have the Soundtrack of the first HSM? Well , yeah! It's also original. The second soundtrack of HSM is the only one that I don't have. Also in the case of the Jonas Brothers, I don't have their first album original tracks. It's sad but true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I checked out my previous posts and I had one about enumerating the CD's that I would buy if ever I go in the mall. I don't think I still have interest in the Boys Like Girls Album. Probably, when I get to see it in the stores, I wouldn't be so excited to buy it. Instead, I will surely buy the Camp Rock Movie DVD since it is already in the market. I would also but the HSM3 Movie DVD if ever it has been released already. After those two DVDs, I will surely still have interest in Miley Cyrus' Album: Break Out!. I am very intrigue with what is in her album. And if ever I find one, I would also like to but Demi Lovato's Album because I think she's cool ans that she rocks! Well, that all depends to how much I would be saving for this month of November since this is also the month when I bout the two CDs: HSM and JB. It cost me a thousand to buy those two since they are original. Another factor that puts my savings to almost a zero is the guitar that we bought on the same day with the two CDs. It cost me half a thousand. now all that I have is a thousand left. Still, I don't regret buying those things since i have great interest in them and I will surely take care of them since the money that was spent for them came from my allowance for school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Before I forget, I had spent the most amazing day with my friends last October 24, 2008 in Trinoma. We watched High School Musical 3: Senior Years in the theater! It was unforgettable since all of us are big fans and it also served as our union for the four of us since we are now in different sections and only two of us are in the same section. Since it was Friday, it was exciting because we have to go the house of one of us so we can get changed. We had lunch on the house then went to Trinoma. We left the mall exactly after it we left the cinema since we had a dance production the next day. That's why unfortunately for me, I had no one to be with on the next day itself since one of my friends who I watched HSM3 with the day before was already tired. It's a good thing I found the other friend of ours who wasn't able to watch HSM3 with us since she wasn't allowed. I spent the whole afternoon with her and her friends. It's really not awkward to be with them since i have shared the same classroom with them for the past two years. The other two (since we are four), had other friends aside from our group of four. So they decided to spend time with them since we already had enough days to be with one another. Even though I wasn't with my best friend who went home early, I still had fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yeah, last Monday, my father celebrated his birthday. We ate in a restaurant for dinner. and last Sunday before his birthday, we bought him a birthday cake: Red Ribbon's S'more Chocolate Cake. Tomorrow, a box from distant relatives will be delivered at home which will serve as at least 1/8 of the Christmas gifts that will be given to us. the contains the iPod Shuffle I was talking about in my last post. It's not that I am expecting more gifts, it's just that this would always be the first batch of gifts then another will come this December. We will also be welcoming a visitor from another distant place different from the first one. She would be staying for a week here in the Philippines and happens to be my cousin who many of people in my father's side think that I look like her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This week has been intense especially in our Chemistry class. We have to have a quiz everyday after discussion.So it's either you listen and perfect the quiz or sleep and fail the quiz. Not only in Chemistry do we have pressure of listening, we also have to listen and to the advices that are given to us student for the preparation for the PAASCU personnel who will be visiting the school next week, Monday and Tuesday only. I am half excited and half nervous because I might be late on those days especially on Monday. So I have to keep in mind not to be late on that day even though we have a visitor. This weekend, we'll have allot of surprises from distant places in the world. Right now, I'm just plain excited!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Some people I have to greet in my blog even though their day is done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nick Jonas' 16Th b-day last September 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kevin Jonas' 21st b-day last November 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the anniversary of my parents last September and October&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all of my relatives' b-day from January to November 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Unfortunately, I wasn't able to post last October that it was breast cancer or simply cancer awareness month. Now, it's Diabetes Awareness Month. Then next month will be Christmas Awareness Month... Just kidding! There's no such thing. But there's such as Christmas Day! There are only 41 days left before Christmas! What should I wear??? Whatever it is, it'd better be good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's all! As you've notice, it's a bit long since all my thoughts are piled up and had just been released this very moment of the day. There are still more posts to come... Peace. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-7585697944378486722?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7585697944378486722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7585697944378486722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7585697944378486722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7585697944378486722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-wazzup-man.html' title='Yo! Wazzup Man!?!?!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-253683256327895046</id><published>2008-10-12T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:27:19.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School Musical 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Rock'/><title type='text'>I'm so EXCITED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom told me that my older cousin just bought me and my brother a shuffle ipod. I know it's not the latest but it's cool 'cause it's going to be my first time to have an ipod! So who cares if it's old or new?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I'm preparing my playlist for my ipod. I'm planning to buy a lot of CD's. And this is the list of what i would be buying (hopefully).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jonas Brothers Album - A Little Bit Longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Miley Cyrus Album - Break Out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boys Like Girls Album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and other CD albums that i would be seeing in the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Those are at least my top three target CD's. But before the last two CD's my second priority is Camp Rock DVD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm excited for both the ipod and the CD's and DVD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Most of all, I can't wait for High School Musical 3: Senior Year!!! I would be seeing it in its premier showing with my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can't wait!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's all for today! I have to sleep if i want to be well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ciao for now!!! Peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-253683256327895046?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/253683256327895046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=253683256327895046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/253683256327895046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/253683256327895046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;m so EXCITED!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-136648371852447730</id><published>2008-10-12T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:13:07.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wassup&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since my last post. I was busy with my homework, projects, quizzes, and exams. It was darn long that I had to sleep late like 11pm. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eye bags&lt;/span&gt; grew bigger. Now, i have cough and cold. I just recovered from my sinusitis. i wasn't able to use the computer for two weeks. This is the only time i've got this week since I would be sleeping, napping, eating and resting if i want to get well from cough and cold. i should be well before October 24 because that would be the premiere of HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3 : SENIOR YEAR in theatres. iI would be watching it with my best friends at school. It will be so awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be posting another one later. I just have to finish personalizing my e-card for my friend who had her birthday yesterday. I wasn't able to greet her because I didn't get her number and I wasn't able to use the computer yesterday since I was resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, talk to you later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out for now! Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-136648371852447730?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/136648371852447730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=136648371852447730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/136648371852447730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/136648371852447730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-8505649615650781444</id><published>2008-09-12T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:41:18.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playlist'/><title type='text'>My New Playlist</title><content type='html'>The songs included are not all new. Some were sang for the past couple of years but still sounds great, up until now. Some are really new and current. There are songs remained from the first playlist and some were deleted. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs of the Month/Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOS - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold On - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's Just The Way We Roll - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When You Look Me In The Eyes - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Year 3000 - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Wan'na Be Like You - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burnin' Up - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7 Things - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Me (Acoustic Version) - Demi Lovato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gotta Find You - Joe Jonas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play My Music - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Me, Gotta Find You - Demi Lovato and Joe Jonas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We Rock - Cast of Camp Rock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Found A Way - Drake Bell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave It All To Me - Miranda Cosgrove&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Step At A Time - Jordin Sparks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake It - Metro Station&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've Got You - McFly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's What You Get - Paramore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I Grow Up - Pussycat Dolls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thnks Fr Th Mmrs - Fall Out Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disturbia - Rihanna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-8505649615650781444?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8505649615650781444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=8505649615650781444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8505649615650781444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/8505649615650781444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-playlist.html' title='My New Playlist'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-7037141590170325429</id><published>2008-09-07T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:11:23.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertisement'/><title type='text'>Camp Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Most Rocking Disney Channel Original Movie: Camp Rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disneychannel-asia.com/DisneyChannel/edm/camprock2/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.disneychannel-asia.com/DisneyChannel/edm/camprock2/index.html" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camp Rock is Finally Here!!!&lt;/div&gt;&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/505364663967994253-7037141590170325429?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7037141590170325429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=7037141590170325429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7037141590170325429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/7037141590170325429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/09/camp-rock.html' title='Camp Rock!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-6845533774497145395</id><published>2008-08-20T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:10:52.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s All'/><title type='text'>Additional</title><content type='html'>I just want to say that I will be updating my playlist if ever I have downloaded new songs. That's all. Gotta go 'cause I gotta sleep. Peace =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-6845533774497145395?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6845533774497145395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=6845533774497145395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6845533774497145395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6845533774497145395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/additional.html' title='Additional'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-3041468628389241146</id><published>2008-08-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:07:11.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playlist'/><title type='text'>My Playlist</title><content type='html'>I have a Playlist in my iTunes Media Player. I'm listening to it for a month now. Here are the songs and the artists and their duration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;S.O.S. - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold On - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's Just The Way We Roll - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Australia - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When You Look Me In The Eyes - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Year 3000 - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids of the Future - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poor Unfortunate Souls - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Wan'na Be Like You - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat It - Fall Out Boy ft. John Mayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burnin' Up - Jonas Brothers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7 Things - Miley Cyrus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Found A Way - Drake Bell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave It All To Me - Miranda Cosgrove&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play My Music - Connect Three (Jonas Brothers)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Me (Acoustic Version) - Mitchie Torres (Demi Lovato)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gotta Find You - Shane Gray (Joe Jonas)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is Me - Mitchie Torres and Shane Gray (Demi Lovato and Joe Jonas)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We Rock - Camp Rock Cast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Step At A Time - Jordin Sparks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;The songs are in Repeat All Loop. It lasts for about an hour. I listen to them when I have nothing else to do in the computer just like now and also if I need inspiration (everyday).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all. Just sharing my Playlist. I picked some songs randomly. Some were not like Camp Rock songs and Jonas Brother and Miley Cyrus songs. They are personally chosen. the others were just want songs not need songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'm gonna sleep now. Goodnight! It's 9:05pm already. See ya 'all tomorrow or the next day. or the next day, or the next day, or the next day and the next day, and the next, and the next day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-3041468628389241146?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3041468628389241146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=3041468628389241146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/3041468628389241146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/3041468628389241146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-playlist.html' title='My Playlist'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-41735173963243794</id><published>2008-08-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:49:45.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noli Me Tangere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.I.T. 20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Total Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Rock'/><title type='text'>Stuff/s I NEED to Get Out Off My Head...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yo, wassup? Our classes were supended today dew to the typhoon, Karen. I went home at about 11:45 or less. I bought at mcdonald's for lunch on the way home. We were supposed to meet with our clubs this afternoon after lunch at school. but since it was suspened, we didn't meet. Our club were supposed to go Ateneo De Manila to visit their exhibit about math and stuff. My club is called Mathletes. I was excited then to go to school awhile ago. Oh well. That's just how things roll, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Noli Me Tangere until chpter 41. It was long. I only read up until three-fourths of the chapter. Then I got sleepy and took a nap on th couch. That was about 6pm. My mom woke me up when she got home. I got my new shoes from Natasha's store. It was blue flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past Monday and Tuesday, we had no classes because of feast days. In thise days, I wasn't able to vivit and post in my blog because I had to do homework for today. At least I have nothing to worry about now that I have done them yesterday. Speaking of finishing something yesterday, I finished reading the novel by Mitch Albom entitled "For One More Day". It took me two days to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Main reason, by the way, I am postng today is because I have no idea on how am I suppose to create a script about Pilosopo Tasyo, a character in Noli Me Tangere, when he only appears in the story like every other five chapters. There is less to talk about him. I have to make a monologue that would last for at least three minutes. It's a good thing I have already an idea for the costume since it was stated clearly in the book. Out monologue will be performed on the 26th of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am glad to say that the songs and music videos of 'This Is Me' and 'We Rock' from the soundtrack of Camp Rock were in the 16th and 15th place in the Myx International Top 20 (M.I.T. 20) this week. I sang along, of course, when I saw them on T.V. I also am proud of Mily Cyrus to be on the number one spot of M.I.T. 20. She is really awesome even though alot of people hate her already. I still think that her songs are amazing. One more thing, I really like the song by Jordin Sparks entitled "One Step At A Time". It is a very inspiring song. I got inspired and downloaded it at once. It was the on the number two spot in M.I.T. 20. I am really burnin' up since everywhere I change the channel, I seem to see the music video "Burnin' Up" by the Jonas Brothers. It was shown in Disney last Monday and on Myx last Sunday, August 17, 2008, 9pm. Then it was flashed on Disney every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for September 7 because at 10am on that day, the backstage secrets behind Camp Rock will be shown and hosted by the cast. On 7:30pm of the same day will be the premiere of Camp Rock itself. Then on September 8 at 5pm, the Jonas Brothers will host the promotion of the soundtrack. I am not sure if the events are right. all I know in genreal is that I will the JoBros on Dinsey Channel on those times and day that will be next, next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nearest event that will happen on television will the Kid's Choice Awards on Nickelodeon this August 31. I don't know what time they'll air it. But I will surely look forward to that. Then there's Camp Rock on September 7. Thene there's High School Musical 3: The Senior Year. The said movie will premiere in the Philippines this coming October 22. Unfortunately, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood prince will be showing next year summer. And my friends and I hoped to see it this November. I will also be excited about the Jonas Brothers' 3D Concert in their Burnin' Up Tour. the Philippines would get to see it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. I purchased a magazine called Total Girl. It was the latest edition (August 2008). I bought it for a reason. The cover was the Jonas Brothers. There were four pages all about them. As a fan, there is no way I'm not having a copy. It only cost Php85.00. I paid with my own money. I felt like keeping it new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a lot of things to blurt out and get out of my head. I feel good now. =)&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I hope to post more. I'm out for now. Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-41735173963243794?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/41735173963243794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=41735173963243794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/41735173963243794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/41735173963243794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/yo-wassup-our-classes-were-supended.html' title='Stuff/s I NEED to Get Out Off My Head...'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-2050703460286843577</id><published>2008-08-15T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:46:56.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTH DAY JOE JONAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-2050703460286843577?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2050703460286843577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=2050703460286843577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2050703460286843577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/2050703460286843577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-joe.html' title='Happy Birthday Joe!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-6213544868711196335</id><published>2008-08-15T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:27:26.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Jonas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's Someone's Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is Friday, August 15, 2008. The day that I never thought I will be celebrating this year. It's not my birthday or anniversary or anything. It's just that this day is very special to someone I hear, see, and watch in the computer and now hear, see, and watch on tv. That someone is a he. He is more famous now that he is under the most watched channel by kids and some teenagers, Disney Channel. He is in a band. He is his bands lead singer. His band is composed of him and his other two brothers. His youngest brother is not in their band. He is the second brother. And I guess, for me, he is the one that I like the most among the brothers. The person that I'm taliking about is none other than Joseph "Joe" Adam Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's his 19th birthday today!!! How cool is that!?! If only I can go to America and visit him just to greet and meet him and say "Happy Birthday!!!" But that would be impossible since I am a fan from the Philippines and I have school to attend to and it would be a big risk if I miss one day. It's a good thing that the internet had blogs and shoutouts so I can greet Joe Jonas even from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, I kept reminding and telling people that it's Joe Jonas' birthday. I guess I am a fan and their band really had me going and influenced me alot. And if ever they will go to the Philippines, I will surely be in their concert. In fact, I am saving money starting from the first day of school since I wanted to buy their albums and, if ever they would visit the Philippines, buy tickets to their concert! Since I nver stopped saying that it's Joe Jonas' birthday today at school, my classmates tease me that Joe's my "boyfriend". Experiencing that makes me feel more happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real reason why I am celebrating this day is because I like Joe Jonas the most among the brothers. I have a very big crush on him. Everytime I see him on tv, I would like turn the volume on really high and hear him sing or say something. I had imagined once until now that I am singing "This Is Me", a song from Camp Rock sang by Mitchie Torres and Shane Gray, with Joe. That's why, right now, I can say that "This Is Me" is my favorite song. I would sing it at school, in the tricycle, at home, and I guess, anywhere I am and anywhere I go! The song is really awesome and very inspiring to actually reveal yourself to everyone and pshow them what you got. That's exactly what I'm partially doing and letting my classmates know this year since I have a new set of classmates. doing so let me shine all through out the past two months at school. My "singing" is being recognize now in the classroom. To one of my classmate, I am a rockstar. I sure do hope I can be one someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really happy today. I never thought that I would be celebrating his birthday today. I thought before that I would pass this day like the usual. But it didn't. instead, it was extra special since I was able to exclaim to others about Jone Jonas' Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to their first and second studio albums (It's About Time and Jonas Brothers) and also to their other songs in the Camp Rock movie. I haven't bought their third album since I haven't been to the right place where to buy it. I am planning to buy one this weekend since we won't have classes next week on Monday and Tuesday. I would be more than happy to purchase one of their album and hear their songs over the weekend. But, of course, I would do my homework first so I can be ready on Wednesday next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, It's all about Joe Jonas and the songs they sang in their albums including others in their movie, Camp Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am goin to enjoy this day!!! So I have to go now. Better listen now before doing school works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! My third post for this day will be written for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do some of my homework now and later another post. It's my first to have three posts for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later! Peace. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY, JOE JONAS!!! I LOVE YOU!!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-6213544868711196335?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6213544868711196335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=6213544868711196335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6213544868711196335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6213544868711196335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-someones-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s Someone&apos;s Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-3127886561986738154</id><published>2008-08-15T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:54:23.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey guys! Guess what! I'm back from studying for periodical tests to downloading music, surfing the net, posting in the blog, and watching tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very tiring week last week since I had exams; but I guesss it all paid of since I feel that I have accomplished something really great. The last day of exams was last Saturday, August 9, 2008. Right after dismissal, my friends and I went to Tapaking for lunch. I ate pork spicy tapa. It was delicious! Then we went to SM San Lazaro to walk and had window shopping. We bought stopped by an ice cream stand of Milo. We had one eacht then attempted to watch a movie. Unfortunately, my other friend had to go home already. So at 3pm, we went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened last Saturday. This week is a very thrilling and scary week wherein we students get to see our exam papers and know our scores. So far, I have done well except for our English language. I have to admit. I'm really not good in English literature. I am more skilled in Grammar than in Literature. That's because I don't really read books. I would rather watch the movie version than read the book version of any story. Anyway, even though i didn't get that high in English, I sure did well in the math area. All though my scores are not that high compared to the smartest student in our batch I am still proud of my scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what happened last week. and this week. Pretty tiring, ha? Well, my mind got exhausted and so are my eyes. I wasn't able to sleep in straight eight hours last week. That's why my teacher in chemistry noticed, during the exam when she had to proctor us, said that I got thinner. This week is very relaxing since I sleep on time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! I'm going to post again about another topic. Check it out yourself just above this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! I'm out for a second. Peace. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-3127886561986738154?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3127886561986738154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=3127886561986738154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/3127886561986738154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/3127886561986738154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-9196912094600611631</id><published>2008-08-01T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:51:55.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>My Hidden Skill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I never thought that I would still have time to post something in my blog. Eventually, I had decided to rest for today and sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is a very tiring day. It is because today is mastery tests day. It is the day when all the mastery tests are held all in one day. The subjects are Math, English, Science, and Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first test was Math. Unfortunately, even though I have the talent in that subject, I was not able to finish the test because I had deep thoughts in some of the other items. But it's cool because there were only two items that I wasn't able to answer. The last two of course. The next test is English. I finished the test but I have to admit that I had a hard time in the vocabulary part because I didn't know what words to review. So I just guessed some of the answers. Some where pretty obvious if you analyze the sentence. the next was Filipino. It was almost the thing like English only that it was in Tagalog. I finished both tests before time. The last test was Science. In that test, I think it was half common sense and half stock knowledge about Biology and General Science. But the Chemistry part of the test came from some of the lessons in our Chemistry class. I finished it on time. I thought I never finished it because some questions were really tricky. But unlike in Math, the tricky questions in Science were easier to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened in half of my at school. The other half is ordinary since we had regular classes after the four Mastery tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason that I had time to post in my blog is because awhile ago I did amy part in one of our school group projects. I needed to type in my part and send it to the person-in-charge who is going to design the whole project. My part was to do an introduction. it was really exciting because I was the one to volunteered that part. I chose to do that part of the project because I found out, when I was in the first year high school, that I had the passion for introducing a project creatively and very interesting. My introductions were not boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for boasting out and being proud of this. This is actually the first time I have written about this hidden talent of mine. I hope you don't picture me as a boastful or a person who is proud because I never have said things about this talent anyway. This is my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! I just had to release my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out again! And this time, I'm sure that I will keep my word when I say that I will have to post again after a long time. Peace again for you people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, have I ever told you about my motto and principle in life? Well I guess I have to remind myself to write something about it. That will be so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to go now. I have to sleep. It's already ten. I am supposed to sleep at 9pm but now its 10pm. I am an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See 'ya next, next week! It's night here in the Philippines, so I would like to say: "Goodnight and Goodbye." -from the Jonas Brothers' song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-9196912094600611631?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9196912094600611631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=9196912094600611631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/9196912094600611631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/9196912094600611631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-never-thought-that-i-would-still-have.html' title='My Hidden Skill'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-423413116171836489</id><published>2008-07-25T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:49:54.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influencial'/><title type='text'>Some Songs are Influencial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;School has started a month ago, June 10. And at that time, I already had songs playing on the computer again and again. And as the schoolyear passesby, new songs are added in the computer since there are new songs being created and sang in the tv and radio. Everytime I played them, I got to memorize their lyrics and some are really inspiring. And I guess some lyrics really got stuck in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had used some lyrics and changed some of them for school projects, presentations, seatworks and assignment purposes. I am proud to know these songs and just wanted to say them. These songs are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SOS - Jonas Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hold On - Jonas Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life's What You Make It - Miley Cyrus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nobody's Perfect - Hannah Montana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 Things - Miley Cyrus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Betamax - Sandwich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;With these songs, I was able to do my requirements with fun and excitement. I didn't get bored in doing such things since I was singing along while I do them. I was doing what I need to do and what I want to do at the same time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, there is another group work that will require a song for the presentation. Our group hasn't decided yet on what song to use and lyrics to be changed. It is supposed to be a love song since the topic is about the sonnet by Elizabeth Browning, "How Do I Love Thee".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's all for this month. This will be the first and last post for the month because our quarter exams are very near. So my next posts will be in August. See you then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm out for a long time. Peace, y'all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-423413116171836489?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/423413116171836489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=423413116171836489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/423413116171836489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/423413116171836489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-songs-are-influencial.html' title='Some Songs are Influencial'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-6146383504992138286</id><published>2008-06-14T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:47:13.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houses'/><title type='text'>My Dream House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been dreaming of my own house someday. So when I sleep, I get to see it and enjoy living in it at the same time. So let me give you a tour inside my dream house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE AS HARD AS YOU CAN&lt;br /&gt;But first we have to ride a plane because it is located in California, United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRONT YARD&lt;br /&gt;There is a big open front yard with grass and cemented pathway through the house. On the left you'll see my garden and on the right you'll see a parking lot for my cars. Before we enter the door, we have to go up the stairs and see a table set just outside the door where we can have coffee outside the house. Just beside the door there is a small soda machine. The sodas only cost for a quarter. Now, we enter the front door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVING ROOM&lt;br /&gt;When we enter the front door, we can see the living room. It is consists of two couches that can fit up to five people and two sofas that can fit only a person. The couches are soft and comfortable. The couches surround a short glass table which has a compartment underneath where magazines and newspapers are located. Then, standing in front of one of the two big couches is the television. The television is wide screen and plasma TV so it will last long. It stands on its rack with two floor compartment. Beside each sofa and couch is a small soda machine just like outside the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINING ROOM&lt;br /&gt;Next, on the left of the living room, is the dining room. It has a huge round table that at most ten people can sit and eat on the table. On the corner of the room is the refrigerator. It is big and has two doors. It is about six feet tall. Right next to it is the big freezer where I put my ice creams and desserts and things that has to be really frozen. Then a few feet from the ref is the microwave oven. Beside it is a table where the sugar, cereals, powdered milk, paper towels and other condiments are placed. On the other side of the fridge is where the plates are located and so is a sink and the place where the dishwasher is located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASH ROOMS&lt;br /&gt;On the opposite corner of the dining room is the door which leads to the washroom and bathroom. The washroom is on the corner and the big bathroom is just right next door to it. The washroom has a toilet bowl and a sink. It also has towels, tissues, soaps, dipper(tabo in tagalog), and paper cups just in case I wanted to brush my teeth in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KITCHEN&lt;br /&gt;In between the microwave oven and a few feet away from the washroom is a door which leads to the kitchen. The kitchen has all its supplies in it. It occupies one room in the house. It has a fryer, boiler, broiler and etc. It also has spatulas and mixers. It has a big oven where my personal chef bakes cakes. It also has grills and pancake pans. Since every tool in the kitchen is used, there is a dishwasher in every corner of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to continue this later because I have to watch the music video of Rock Star by Miley Cyrus in Disney Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN, Ta Ta For Now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUEST ROOMS&lt;br /&gt;There is the stairs on the right corner of the living room. It leads to the second floor. It has five big bedrooms. Two of these are located on the kitchen wing and the rest are located left side making an L-shaped room. Each room has its own terrace and bathroom inside. Then still on the second floor, there is a door on the right side of the stairs. It leads to the house next door (my room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRARY and RELAXING ROOM&lt;br /&gt;My Room has the size of a house. It has three floors. If you Enter the door right next to the stairs, it will lead to my study room. Its like a library occupying one half of the third floor of my room. The other half has a wooden floor. I call it my "Relaxing Room". It has glass tables with matching comfortable chairs and a big couch near the windows. The windows are big slide transparent glass doors which leads to my terrace. My windows are covered with curtains so it still feels relaxing even if the sun is shining. The terrace extends from the Library to my relaxing room. When you go out of my terrace, you will get to see my backyard. It also has a terrace in front. If you go out of my second terrace, you will see the garden and the parking lot and also the road and sidewalk. My relaxing room, just like my living room, has a small soda machine so we can drink while we are relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKYARD&lt;br /&gt;My backyard has a swimming pool 4 up to 10 feet deep. It extends from the kitchen to the relaxing room. If you will look on the further right, it has my garage and my storage room for my gardening tools and other cleaning equipment. My garage is the size of a tennis court, basketball court, volleyball court, and badminton court so we can play all 4 sports in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESSING ROOM/CLOSET&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's go down to my second floor which is my closet and dressing room. Since it is my closet, go figure what's in it. Clothes, of course! It is very organize. When you open the door, on the left corner, you'll see my make-up table. It has all my nail polish, lip gloss, face powder, in short, my make-up kit. my table has drawers where I put the rest of it. It has a mirror and a stool. Right beside my mirror table is an eyeglasses/sunglasses stand where I put my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the left side, there are my accessories. My accessories are placed inside a transparent cabinets. It is locked for safe keeping. In the first cabinet is where my collection of watches are placed. My bracelets and earrings are located on the second cabinet. Most of my bracelets and earrings are made of diamonds so it also has a lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside the cabinets is another cabinet that has a full-body mirror on its doors so I can see myself while I put on my clothes. It is where I put my gowns and dresses. There are two of these which occupies the rest of the left side of the room. Then on the back is a huge full body mirror which extends from the left to the right side of the room. On the right side, there is another cabinet the same as the other two on the left side. It has my shirts hanging and lying folded on the bottom are my undergarments (socks included). Beside it is another cabinet which consists of my pants. The next cabinet is consists of my skirts and shorts. Next to it is another cabinet that consists of my sporty attires which include my bathing suits. Beside it is where I put my belts. On the corner is where I put all of my hats and caps and other hair accessories, different styles and different sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, next to it, is my shoe rack. On the first rack is where my boots are. The next rack is where my heeled-shoes are placed. the rack beside it is where my wedged shoes are located. Then, on the forth rack is where I put my sneakers which extends to the fifth rack. Then, on the last rack is where my sandals, flip flops and slippers are located which extends until the door. There is another door on the other side of the stairs on the second floor. It leads to my bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEDROOM&lt;br /&gt;Now we go down to my bedroom which is on the first floor. It has my queen-sized bed in the middle of the room resting on big sliding glass doors just like the windows in my terraces. It covered with thick curtains. Outside my big windows is where the pool and the garage are. There is a bathroom for both left and right side of the room since it is big. On the left side of my bed is my study table and a mini trashcan. Then there are mini sofas on the floor scattered on the floor. My school bag is lying beside my study table. On my bed, beside my pillow, are my stuffed toys/animals. On the right side of my bed is mirror table where I put the watch that I usually use, lip gloss that I usually wear, and other stuff that I usually use so I don't have to go up in my closet to get it. I also have my laptop on my study table with my cell phone and telephone. Beside my mirror table is where my closet stands. Inside that closet are my favorite and personally chosen clothes, from my big closet upstairs, which I wear for a week then I just go up to my big closet to change the contents of my small closet for the week. Then the wall facing my bed and my big windows is where the posters of my favorite bands and singers go. On that side of the room is also where my TV is located just opposite my bed. Beside my TV is my DVD/CD player and CD rack where I put my favorite and personally chosen songs from my basement. This room also has a mini soda machine just like the Relaxing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASEMENT&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my basement, let's go to my basement now! My basement has two parts. One part is located and is extended from the kitchen to the living room; and it is called the gadget room. The other part which is located under my room and extends the same size as my bedroom; and I call it the music room. Another term for my is "THE THEATRE" since it has the gadgets and the musics all together in one place. This is the reason why the ceiling of this room is soundproof; so that no one from the first to the third floor will hear the noise that is going on in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC ROOM&lt;br /&gt;The music room is where I put my piano, guitars, drums, Cd's and DVDs and other musical instruments. It has players where I can play my cds and dvds. It has drawers full of music books and compilation of chords and peices of different instruments. There is a table set located near the stage with pens and papers on it so you can write a song while you are here. There is also a sofa where you can sit comfortably while listening to music. On the walls are where the earphones are hanging so you can easily grab them. There is a microphone and a microphone stand in the middle waiting for you to sing. The Drums are located in the far end of the room on the stage along with the amplifiers and big speakers. The players are placed on a table beside the stage. There is another player beside the table set and beside the sofa. There is a big wide screen television which connects the music room to the gadget room. There is also a player beside the TV with theater speakers. The sofa is facing the television, side viewing the stage so if you sit on it, you can either watch the TV in front of you or watch the band performing on your left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GADGET ROOM&lt;br /&gt;On the other side fo the basement, we have the gadget room. It is where I put my gadgets such as my iPod, iPhone, and etc. There is a cabinet full of video games, locked. Beside this cabinet are cabinets, each containing the tapes of GBA, DS, PSP and etc. There are also cabinets each containing different brands of laptops and cellphones. There are also cabinets each containing music players such as iPods and others. There is also a playstation on the corner.There are cabinets that contain digital cameras and videocams with different brands. There is also a computer with LCD monitor, small CPU, a copier, scanner, printer and of course, the keyboard and the mouse. One of each gadgets are personalized and are in my bedroom so all gadgets in the basement are not yet personalized. There is no soda machine in the mbasement considering what it contains and what might happen if sodas will interfere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUNDRY ROOM&lt;br /&gt;The basement has two staircases. One leads to my room and the other one leads to the living room. In between these two staircases is the laundry room. It is just behind the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKYARD&lt;br /&gt;Now we go back to my living room because between the staircase and the washroom is an open space with sliding transparent doors. This leads us to the backyard where the pool and the garage is located. It is where most of the trashcans are placed since I want my pool and my garage to be always clean. There are six small soda machines in the backyard; one in each corner and the other two serves as the edge of the pool and the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've seen what my dream house looks like. You've heard what you can expect to hear in my basement. You also have smelled the possible snacks and meals that we might be eating in my room. And you definitly thought of the fun activities to do in the pool. What's left is the feeling of actually living and experiencing the luxury and life inside my dream house. But we must never forget about the construction and the painting of the house becasue without these, we can't really live in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to wake up and go back to reality!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALITY CHECK&lt;br /&gt;I know its not that much of a fairytale just like a palace or a mansion but I think its worth dreaming and studying for. And since I'm studying hard for this little dream to come true, I might as well do some extra effort to it. Who knows, maybe dreams really do come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is deejey signing out saying "Always Smile an Amazing Smile!" and Don't let your hopes down. Keep on dreaming and do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If ever this dream house of mine ever come true, I will surely be Living the Dream like the Jonas Brothers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505364663967994253-6146383504992138286?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6146383504992138286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=6146383504992138286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6146383504992138286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/6146383504992138286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dream-house.html' title='My Dream House'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505364663967994253.post-4074738239382381447</id><published>2008-06-07T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:54:19.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, June 5, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;According to myx channel's commercial, they are going to feature the Jonas Brothers on June 5 in their show called "myx presents". It is (I think) where they feature a band's/singer's songs being played by them and the program runs for an hour. So I waited for June 5 since I am a fan of the Jonas Brothers. No big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Then June 5 came. I watched myx daily top ten. The Jonas Brothers' song "When You Look Me In The Eyes" was on the number 3 spot. I was very happy even though they only ranked three. I stayed tune to myx after their daily top ten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;After an hour, I turned off the tv so it could rest for awhile. At the time I turned it off, I wasn't thinking about the Jonas Brothers appearing on tv in myx. Then after another hour, I was hurrying up on opening the television. When I opened it, the repeat telecast of the day's daily top ten was running. I thought that the Jonas Brothers show was done already; since I already know that one of their songs are in the top ten, I watched again. The only difference is that this time I heard and caught the VJ say to the viewers to not to forget about them showing the Jonas Brothers at 9pm. When I heard that, my spirits came alive. So at that time, since the daily top ten airs 7pm to 8pm, I had an hour to eat dinner and prepare myself in front of the tv. Then when 9pm striked that night, I was very excited so I turned on the tv. I was just in time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;The show was all about their sold-out concert in New York. While I was viewing it on tv, I was singing along, of course. They're my favorite band so far! They started off with "Kids of the Future" and ended it with encore, "Year 3000". In the show, it included their official music video for their song "That's Just The Way We Roll". I also danced when they played SOS. Sadly, they didn't perform "When You Look Me In The Eyes". I searched for answers why they didn't sing it. I got answers that say they didn't do it because their tour was not provided with a piano. But that's cool 'cause they sang almost all the songs from their second album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;After the show, I was completely tired since I was screaming along with the audience, singing along with the Jo Bros, and dancing on my own. While I was making my self feel like one of the audiences, I felt like I was in their real concert! That's why I will never forget this hour-of-my-life experience in front the tv. And this is the main reason why I made this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;This is my first entry. And since I only saw them on tv in their concert, I will be spending my allowance wisely this coming schoolyear, 2008-2009 (since I am from the Philippines), so I can buy their third album and better yet, if there are some left from the album, I'm going to spend it on their concert here in the Philippines (hoping that they will come here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm out. Peace.&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/505364663967994253-4074738239382381447?l=whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4074738239382381447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505364663967994253&amp;postID=4074738239382381447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4074738239382381447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505364663967994253/posts/default/4074738239382381447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatrocksandwhatsucks.blogspot.com/2008/06/thursday-june-5-2008.html' title='Thursday, June 5, 2008'/><author><name>Deejey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeB9JqabBjI/TE_iUg06zYI/AAAAAAAAANg/z97058UVZOA/S220/smileyko.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
