<?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-731215526579978249</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:11:47.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chippii</title><subtitle type='html'>my nickname .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-6193071456409617968</id><published>2009-01-04T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:55:53.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday parties.</title><content type='html'>parties, i love it. i am so tired but i had fun. i sleep late. my cousin, ella, isreally fun, too bad, she just left. 2008 was unbelievable, i can't believe that i hated it. oh well, gotta go . i'll write as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-6193071456409617968?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/6193071456409617968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=6193071456409617968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6193071456409617968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6193071456409617968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyday-parties.html' title='everyday parties.'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-566005997872036482</id><published>2008-11-02T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:58:40.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was a fun week , we were watching T.V and everything , and its so cool. I will somehow miss this week though, all the sleeping and the dVd's , whew , i hope this week will not end .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are almost here , well , its actually this Tuesday (November 4) , and i'm 50/50 excited 'cause this sembreak is boring and fun , You will know what i will mean .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday (November 2) , and my uncle has a party in his house and that's why i said it is fun. My cousins are here , and the time today is quarter to one . I know i'm having some topics that are not understandable , but you will know what i really mean .&lt;br /&gt;You know what , we ate ice cream and it was so yummy 'cause , it was ..... make a good guess , its Cookies and cream !!! my favorite !! It was so yummy but we have to eat Toron first before we need to eat ice cream .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what my teenage cousin wore ? she wore shorts , unbelievable right ?  It was so cool , well it was my first time to see her wear shorts in public .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-566005997872036482?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/566005997872036482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=566005997872036482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/566005997872036482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/566005997872036482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-week.html' title='what a week .'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-7860446740810233242</id><published>2008-10-27T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:41:11.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sembreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;well , its boring . It's only fun when we buy a dvd and we watch some movies . The best movie we bought was "a walk to remember" It's Shane West and Mandy Moore . I love the movie . It's about a girl and a boy . Well , too tired to explain. So , see yah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-7860446740810233242?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/7860446740810233242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=7860446740810233242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7860446740810233242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7860446740810233242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/10/sembreak.html' title='sembreak'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-2651992343340053798</id><published>2008-09-12T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:09:26.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insanity is beauty .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;being here all alone is not good . I know everything will change when college will come , but can this pain stop ? It does not stop no matter how it already hurts . Blog , i have a new theory for my self only right now , so shut up and listen , ok ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;"As i am taking each step seriously , people are now staring , waiting for me to burst up and jump to conclusions .  As I am embarrased by what they are staring , I now realized that my life is a mess , i'm a nuisance in this world , and then , there came a question inside my head that I could not answer , what if I was never born , what would the world be ? , now as my theory revolves on me , i should think about it , and relaxe as my new answer comes and destroy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So , hows my speech ? Was it ok ? I never knew exactly that it would end like a standing ovation . Just kidding . Ok , now , as i search for an answer , I realize that I could never find it if i would not live the moment . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;chippii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-2651992343340053798?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/2651992343340053798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=2651992343340053798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2651992343340053798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2651992343340053798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/09/insanity-is-beauty.html' title='insanity is beauty .'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-2623933018210896685</id><published>2008-09-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:17:57.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this foundation day sucks , you know . Its boring . Not really that boring , but it was bad . You know why it was bad ? ok , because that September 8 , in the afternoon , I got handcuffed by HIM , and and I was so angry , a little happy . But , he was annoying , i did not know he was this talkative . So after that , I was so happy that I am free . So , tomorrow , September 9 . I was in school , to watch my brother and sister perform. But , somebody , went near me , a 3rd year , and saw bringing a handcuff and there was a hand , and the hand was HIS . I got so frustrated , it was our second time and it will be clear , i really wanted to cry because for God sake , he has a GIRL FRIEND and my gosh , i hate it when lovers break up . Because of me , they will break up . I'm not saying that what you are understanding right now ,  what i am saying right now is , that because i am handcuffed with him 3 times because somebody gave us a second round , they will break up . I hope what i am saying right now , will not come true . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;you know , somebody handcuffed me again with him , so , i thought  , "again ?!" , and when i saw the one who handcuffed us was getting a string and getting the veil , i smacked at the nearest wall and said , "NO!!" and i really begged him to bail , because i don't have money anymore , I almost cried . I'm glad he paid for it . That;s all  i will report . Thanks for reading .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;just wait . My friend said , he was trying hard to apologize to his girlfriend , i felt bad . sniff-sniff .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-2623933018210896685?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/2623933018210896685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=2623933018210896685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2623933018210896685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2623933018210896685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/09/what.html' title='what the ?'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-8330337464813074644</id><published>2008-09-08T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:39:04.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh my gosh ! its already foundation day and all the booths are waiting for our money and there is this booth that has a handcuff , marriage booth , and blind date .  You know what happened ? Ok , you don't , so what happened was , i've got handcuff at HIM .That is so not cool . HE was KIND OF annoying , he asks questions like , "what section are you?" , it just feels weird .  The best part is that , oops , i forgot sorry . Well , atleast I heard his voice , and you know he has a weird voice . Tell me about it  . I just knew he already has a Girlfriend but I don't mind . Oh ! now i remember the best part , the best part is that , he is not an ENGLISH man , he talks in Bisaya . Its just so not cool . After we were free , i went to my friend and did not talk about it , and after that he pretends not to know me anymore because maybe he is SHY . I like it that way , its just cool . Bleh !  Now thats cool you know .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I pity my friend , Jacq (its a SHE) , because she got caught in a hand cuff by her crush 2 times and somebody let her go to the marriage booth with her crush . And I think her crush is angry at her , because she is like annoying her , you know what i mean . I really pity her . Ok , times up . Got to go bye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-8330337464813074644?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/8330337464813074644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=8330337464813074644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/8330337464813074644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/8330337464813074644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/09/give-me-break.html' title='Give me a break'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-3812363685547877331</id><published>2008-09-05T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:04:18.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this week was so week , because HE is always following me and my friends , whenever i go to main switch , HE will walk around every where . There is another case too , I was in my school , with my friends , of course , but i'm in the lobby and i'm talking with my cousin but i did not notice him pass by , they just said he passed by and watched us , so , i did not mind . It's ok for me , because at least i did not notice HIM . After a few seconds , i noticed HIM running to the stairs but did not pass us , there were two stairs actually . So , i what i did is , that , blog , i did not pay any attention to him again . :) . Then after a few moments I now saw HIM near the fountain talking to his friends , or girlfriend , i guess . Now i'm doubting that he is following us . After that , the grade 5 and 6 are having their General Rehearsal in the covered court , so we went there and guess what happen , HE was there with his friends beside us . Well , not really beside us but distant beside , i mean .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this once that we were having a practice in the mass and he is a non catholic but he needs to join .  After that , my friends were talking about him , my friend said that he always looks at our side and you know , having a crush at him makes me feel kilig . Haha . Well , thats all for this week , thanks for reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                            xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                            eara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-3812363685547877331?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/3812363685547877331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=3812363685547877331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3812363685547877331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3812363685547877331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-week-was-so-week-because-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-3033717317045260665</id><published>2008-08-31T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:31:45.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok , first of all , i'm dying here . Well , thats not actually true , but what i mean is that this life i am living is full of sorrow . Well , i guess life is like that but not this bad , grades have been hard , its even unfair to have a C in math but technically , i am in math B so the highest grade is A- and so if i am B- in reality , i will have a C in math B . Get the picture .  Life's way complicated this year , I hated it .  Full of pain , you know what I mean .&lt;br /&gt;Today , we are suppose to go rock climbing but it was canceled and it sucks man .  Can it get any more miserable . Well , i got to go live my misery again . Maybe my next entry will be worst than this . ok bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-3033717317045260665?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/3033717317045260665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=3033717317045260665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3033717317045260665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3033717317045260665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-first-of-all-im-dying-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-991624954942431709</id><published>2008-08-30T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:05:06.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is this love ? or a new emotion ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;please , i don't want anymore problems.  Its so annoying being in love . wait, i don't want to say that word . He is a third year and my gosh , he is like a vampire , he is like my edward .  Haha ! :] . I wish he is mine . No more problems . Wait i Still have , my grades , in math , i'm suppose to be a B- student but now its getting low , but i'm not telling what .  It's so unfair , I hate it , life is so unfair . This is not experience , this is torture .  This is bullsh-- , i don't like it . This Mr Vampire , i'm so crazy about him , what can i do . I won't even say i'm in love . Oh no , i won't , i won't say i'm in love. OK wrong lyrics . My life is like a book , there are always problems . Well , ok , bye !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes bullcrap .&lt;br /&gt;haha ! pretend i did not say that . haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-991624954942431709?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/991624954942431709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=991624954942431709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/991624954942431709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/991624954942431709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-this-love-or-new-emotion.html' title='is this love ? or a new emotion ?'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-4967409924225855969</id><published>2008-06-28T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:40:36.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you're welcome kie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read her blog! fuhahahaha! she thanked me for teaching her where the blogger templates..i'm so thankful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm...today, i'm in my uncle's house and i we are here because we are going to watch manny pacquiao's game.. and guess who won..yup! its manny pacquiao..but i sometimes don't want to let him win because he is so payason..if you know what i mean..i'm just so happy..yah good times..yah..this is all i'm going to say..so buh bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-4967409924225855969?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/4967409924225855969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=4967409924225855969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4967409924225855969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4967409924225855969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-5700073056774963514</id><published>2008-06-17T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T03:07:38.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school is here !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;school is here. its so frustrating because of the preasure and the activity cards. its so uhmmm .. so.. tiring and so hard.. its like they are scaring us..we need to have a slip to go to the clinic and being late..its like oh my gosh..are you trying to scare me??..!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but what i like is friends new lessons and new teachers and and the most important one..new students..oh well..have to research! bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-5700073056774963514?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/5700073056774963514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=5700073056774963514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5700073056774963514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5700073056774963514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-is-here.html' title='school is here !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-1550867704214149873</id><published>2008-06-10T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:29:51.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;school time ! i made a new friend! her name is Carol and she is pretty. i like her but San-san and Vida will always be my two nice friends. She can join the group. She's a smarty not a sporty. She has brains and she is cool. She is different. But Cookie and Kkai are the best too.They are like my whole new family. but Carol can join if shewants. but i've noticed she doesn't like me. but she is going to regret that. but i don't mean that as an insult. i just got the feeling. haha ! ok thats all. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-1550867704214149873?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/1550867704214149873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=1550867704214149873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1550867704214149873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1550867704214149873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-time.html' title='school time'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-2716749358696945475</id><published>2008-06-05T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:54:59.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHooooh !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it has been a long time since i have post a new blog..and i really miss it..its really cool .. that i'm back .. and in the house its misery .. just joking .. its not misery its just i'm bored in the house .. but there is some fun around in the house..like reading my new book..biking..its just so fun..but not that fun..but .. you know what i mean .. i'm just happy that i'm back ..and there are so many things that i will tell you..and what happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;so this is the story.. *cough*..ahem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; that monday my cousins which are Aimus and Clowie .. was going to sleep at our house and we are so happy..and it was a blast 'cause we slept down stairs and Clowie bit me .. but only slight .. and she was laughing..haha ! and in the morning .. my sister was not there to play 'cause she has a party to attend and so we were alone, Clowie, Me, Aimus, my brother..(don't want to mention his name).. so at the evening they were suppose to stay but their father does'nt want to .. so the joy was out.. and it was wednesday. so i thought it was Thursday.. but i just miss Tennis..but not really that i really miss it .. its a slight..i need to reast you know..but i'm just too bored..but when the biking starts..our laughs were there to show up.. and thats all that happened .. Thursday is de same except for the bubble part.. and thats the story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;having a cellphone is not fun..at first it was because at first when my summer was boring they were texting me and i love it..so i was addicted to texting but i know i should stop..and when i decided to try my hatest sport before i enjoyed it and it became my life..i think.. but i love it..and the name of the sport is tennis..i really love it .. and when it was my first day in tennis, a miracle happened, my cellphone was lost..i was not scolded because i don't know i was not scolded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-2716749358696945475?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/2716749358696945475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=2716749358696945475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2716749358696945475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2716749358696945475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/06/whooooh.html' title='WHooooh !!'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-4796915696901618316</id><published>2008-05-28T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:06:29.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo sticky icing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today is our Splitstep tennis tournament and Graduation .. its really cool .. we were not suppose to hit some icing in our face but .. yup .. you've guessed it .. we did it .. the first one who hit me is jet .. i think .. then Coach then Aidan .. they hit me with the most cake and it was so sticky as in .. stickier than before .. but it was cool .. tnx ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-4796915696901618316?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/4796915696901618316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=4796915696901618316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4796915696901618316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4796915696901618316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/soo-sticky-icing.html' title='Soo sticky icing'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-479832146928901201</id><published>2008-05-26T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:39:43.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today is the day that is desame like the days before .. duh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;its not really that special but its Jet's Birthday and we ate Jollibee Burger and he cried because maybe he was suprised .. haha !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today i am listening to American idol songs in imeem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nah .. thats out of the topic.. i am happy today as usual..i am always happy but sometimes its fake but today is not fake ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;because of tennis my life change .. char !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;ok .. that was odd .. haha !! but i am out of the topic/subject.. yah .. old time .. old time.. its great ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ok its enough .. done writing for today .. oh ! i mean typing .. not writing ..&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/731215526579978249-479832146928901201?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/479832146928901201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=479832146928901201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/479832146928901201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/479832146928901201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-274219104396992334</id><published>2008-05-25T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:37:12.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha ! not funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am a &lt;a href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii52/xabimbolax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=qoutes-3-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii52/xabimbolax/qoutes-3-2.jpg" border="0" alt="KraZiii" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; girl but i understand why .. its because i am not like any kind of girl .. char ! &lt;a href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii52/xabimbolax/?action=view&amp;amp;current=qoutes-3-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii52/xabimbolax/qoutes-3-2.jpg" border="0" alt="KraZiii" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that is cool.. i'll strike a pose..okeii !! i just want to try doing this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-274219104396992334?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/274219104396992334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=274219104396992334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/274219104396992334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/274219104396992334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahaha-not-funny.html' title='hahaha ! not funny'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-2890331265792542749</id><published>2008-05-25T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:51:45.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo and Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a rose by any other name still smell as sweet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sounds familiar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;its from the famous Shakespeare movie or novel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romeo an Juliet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.. cool isn't it .. i love quotes that are hard to understand because you have to think and sometimes thinking is hard..and i will be crazy if i don't understand..i am really in love in quotes that are hard to understand..its cool you know..oh ! i'm repeating it again..ooh man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;speaking of Romeo and Juliet,  i have read the book and its not so cool .. its just a one thumbs up 'cause its so romantic and i really and {[honestly]} don't understand what they are saying .. but its cool .. 'cause the book is like a script thingy thats why i don't understand what really happen..but my favorite Writer is Shakespeare..ok .. ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-2890331265792542749?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/2890331265792542749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=2890331265792542749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2890331265792542749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2890331265792542749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/romeo-and-juliet.html' title='Romeo and Juliet'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-4578369332390699949</id><published>2008-05-23T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:58:14.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;haii !! i don't have any title for today because there are no expectations for today .. except for i'm being scolded because they &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not being serious even though i'm already serious but its ok .. i need to learn .. thats why i'm in a bad mood in tennis .. but even though my tennis mates doesn't know about it they still make me laugh .. but the miracle part is Shiela is not so noisy and not mean .. but maybe she has a reason .. 'cause everything has a reason ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;well, i have many dreams because i think i'm happy with it .. like being a cardiologist, Karatista, Tennis player, Musician, Journalist, Mathematician .. maybe thats all .. haha ! what a weird ambition, thats why i'm always thinking what will be my course..oh ! i forgot ! i want to be a chef because it is cool .. i want to got to paris to learn how to cook .. its cool you know being a chef in a very antique or unique place .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;one of my favorite places is Paris 'cause its just i love their language and how they speak english .. it just so cool ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh how i&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ambitions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-4578369332390699949?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/4578369332390699949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=4578369332390699949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4578369332390699949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4578369332390699949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/haii-i-dont-have-any-title-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-5736094249268557037</id><published>2008-05-23T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:35:20.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no way !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;after Tennis i was with my friends, Kakai and Cookie going to Lauremar and it was so fun..We swam in the swimming pool but before that we went to Cookie's house because she will do something..Her dogs are so cute..Kaicho {[i don't know the spelling]} and Yam-yam..i don't have to tell thier breed because i'm so tired..i sm tired but enjoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i saw Kakai's house in the outside and .. can i rest now .. 'cause i'm so tired .. ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-5736094249268557037?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/5736094249268557037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=5736094249268557037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5736094249268557037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5736094249268557037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-way.html' title='no way !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-3817216546122172520</id><published>2008-05-21T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T05:58:13.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haii !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hi ! today is american idol but not the finally..what i think , David Archuileta will win .. because he has many fans and he has a nice voice for a seventeen years old but David Cook is good to but they are different .. today's competition is hard because its like a tie .. its so cool .. its the first time like that .. i never knew that they are cool..well, the reason i came here 'cause i am in my Lola's house because of the american Idol and our cable was lost..my mom really like to watch American Idol 'cause today's American Idol is Phenomenon .. uhmmmm .. oh yeah ! tomorrow is .. hmmm ? we are going to Minliagas where Chloe lives {[you know Chloe my cousin etc..etc..]}..its Fiesta in thier town so i can't write on you .. we are leaving after our tennis 'cause i can't stand missing my tennis lessons even if its 2 hours 'cause it is so important .. yeah its cool i am so inlove with tennis and i know you know that.. oh ! its American Idol already ..!! bye !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-3817216546122172520?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/3817216546122172520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=3817216546122172520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3817216546122172520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3817216546122172520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/haii_21.html' title='haii !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-1118275119306956802</id><published>2008-05-21T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:34:24.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;its not chi-chi who died ! its chang-chang ! i really felt bad and i really did not believe that its her .. she was still a baby and she was so playful but now she is dead .. gone forever .. the only memory of her is her grave .. i am so tired of this .. the only feeling i can express is sadness and anger {[not really]} .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;enough with the sadness time for the happiness part ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my father came back and some relatives and i was so happy to be back in tennis ! but the only thing not nice is i did not hang out with Coach's family but its still ok 'cause i ate with my family including David .. its nice but its just so random .. Coach said that, my moves are great because of my new racket .. but i think that's a compliment .. wahaha !! well that's enough blogger for one day .. bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Eara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-1118275119306956802?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/1118275119306956802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=1118275119306956802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1118275119306956802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1118275119306956802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-6806780410784208489</id><published>2008-05-18T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:33:06.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this can't be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;even if your vocabularies are great, it can't explain your emotions..no matter how deep your words are you can't explain it 'cause some emotions are stronger than words..it can't be explained..just like me..i want to write you about my newly charming dead dog..but, i thought of it .. and i suppose i you have noticed that i'm writing it right now cuz i really want to explain how i feel but i know words can't explain pain..and i know you know that 'cuz i really feel pain..its like..what if your dog died..its really painful and i can't live with that..its so .. never mind there is no use of writing this..i thought that if i'll write it to you, the pain will vanish in my body but it got worste..i never knew that her life will be so short..3-5 years is not the right time to make our dog die..sometimes i wish that she will be alive and i will do everything just to make her live but past is past .. no matter what i do she will never go back to me..she will never be alive..all i want is to her bark once more and say all the things i want to say to her..but we can never..why are my emotions mix up?? tomorrow will be a happy day but today is a sad day..i don't believe this.. i hate this !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-6806780410784208489?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/6806780410784208489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=6806780410784208489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6806780410784208489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6806780410784208489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-cant-be.html' title='this can&apos;t be'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-7009488857546783948</id><published>2008-05-18T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:53:25.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;being a journalist is a hard work 'cause you have to think of words like some vocabularies.. its kind of .. like now .. i'm finding words that are hard to understand and hard to pronounce.. haha ! oh mah gash ! my dad is coming tomorrow .. i am so excited..can it get any funner ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;yah .. its my life .. haha ! got to go .. my back is aching ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-7009488857546783948?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/7009488857546783948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=7009488857546783948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7009488857546783948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7009488857546783948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-7330245865895856102</id><published>2008-05-16T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:38:25.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my day yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;my day yesterday was a little fun because i sat down on a tree and my siblings were pushing the tree and i was flying..i know its kiddy but its really fun..and what did we do again ?? oh yeah ! i studied ! {[what a miracle]}! its kind of fun because i really learned some stuff that is impossible or illegal to do..like the one about a cloned sheep..it has lived for 6 years and its name is dolly..it has arthritis and some other sickness that can cause death..what a poor sheep..i almost cried..haha ! i even learned that some scientist expirimented a mouse i don't know what they did but thier work became "a mouse with a human ear on his back that is cool .. but after that i watched Little Women and my favorite is jo because she's a journalist and has a good attitude .. haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;well .. besides that, my father and relatives are coming and tennis is already coming..this monday,,haha !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;next week will be the best week ever .. and i know that because i know it..i can feel the vibe..haha !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;wubwolwayx,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;eLLa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-7330245865895856102?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/7330245865895856102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=7330245865895856102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7330245865895856102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7330245865895856102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-day-yesterday.html' title='my day yesterday'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-5706381504338171177</id><published>2008-05-15T00:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:44:21.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never the better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-5706381504338171177?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/5706381504338171177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=5706381504338171177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5706381504338171177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5706381504338171177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/never-better.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-3265164524111240595</id><published>2008-05-14T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:54:08.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i survived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yeah i survived ! just kidding ! i did not have piano today because my mom was worried about me and i'm so worried about myself too .. you know i'm afraid of croosing the streets .. wait ! you know that already..how extraodinary..haha! i am so happy that i did not go..maybe if i did go..maybe its the end of me and the end of my life..wait! thats desame..haha ! how potential..{[even though i don't know what it means]}..i am so crazy because..hmmmm..i don't know what i have done crazy today..kind of wierd isn't it..?? ..i like to be called wierd because they say its unique and i like to be unique..but maybe there are many meanings of wierd.. haha ! but some meanings of it are hidden..char !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm .. as i suspect this day as terrifying but enjoying day..dunno why ..haha ! this day is nice but i'm tired of it..doing the same thing .. well got to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-3265164524111240595?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/3265164524111240595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=3265164524111240595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3265164524111240595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3265164524111240595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-survived.html' title='i survived'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-5957557519849368722</id><published>2008-05-14T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:52:41.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ms7Nqkz-Ue"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ms7Nqkz-Ue" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-5957557519849368722?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/5957557519849368722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=5957557519849368722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5957557519849368722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5957557519849368722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-7595067824908244038</id><published>2008-05-14T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:56:36.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh mah gash !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;haii ! i know you are wondering why i'm using green today, its because pink is so last week, so i want to try something new..yeepie! this is nice.. oh you know why my title at this blog is "oh mah gash!"? its because i'm going to ride motor by myself later going to St. Mary's.. you know i'm scared to ride motor and cross the streat by my own .. so i need to pray..and i hope i'll live..and if i lived it means i'm going to write on you later..i think i'm shivering..well maybe this song can cheer me up..i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-7595067824908244038?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/7595067824908244038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=7595067824908244038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7595067824908244038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/7595067824908244038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-mah-gash.html' title='oh mah gash !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-4010559158185614142</id><published>2008-05-14T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:15:22.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in my shoutout in friendster i have put &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every road has a path that leads to somewhere but is there a road that leads to nowhere ?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;think about it ..if you are lost and you don't know where to go then follow the road becauseit will end to somewhere .. see what i mean ? its just .. i know some roads leads to an ocean but still it leads to somewhere .. what if there is one road that leads to nowhere ?? what would it be like ? it will be so cool .. but i wonder how ? i wonder where and i wonder what would it be ? that is so cool !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MY WISH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what i really wish for is be like Leslie Burke in bridge to terabithia and have a cool kindom like hers.. i don't know why but i really like to have a cool kindom.. one time i tried to be like her but fear came over me.. i could not defeat this fear.. and then i tried to back off.. my wish never came true .. but i thought of it..that fear is just a thought and i can have the power of confidence..but its kind of freaky.. freaky but cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-4010559158185614142?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/4010559158185614142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=4010559158185614142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4010559158185614142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4010559158185614142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm ?'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-4169334271522385695</id><published>2008-05-13T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:14:39.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its finish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my piano lessons is over 2 more sessions and then done ..unless if i'll join in schooldays .. maybe i'll join but i will have tutor .. but i'll not remind my mom .. she forgot .. fuhahahaha !! seriously, i am not reminding her .. because i will not be free anymore .. you know high .. its tough already and i can't handle that anymore .. goodbye sweet grade school life ! goodbye !  oh well .. maybe high school will change my life .. being a teenager bugz me .. you have to have some rules .. like to look nice .. walk properly .. don't play in the play ground .. be calm .. i'm so tired about that .. well .. this is al i can say ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-4169334271522385695?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/4169334271522385695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=4169334271522385695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4169334271522385695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4169334271522385695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-finish.html' title='its finish'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-3762428529856349254</id><published>2008-05-12T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:55:34.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some random topics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;our third batch tennis is over .. next week will be the 4th batch and there will be so many students who will be joining back .. but .. honestly i really liked the 3rd batch better because its peaceful and fun .. i never wished that this could be over .. oh well , i'm back ,. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;our house is so improve .. love the new cr and i hoped my room will be painted ..and i'm going to sleep alone !! but its kind of fun being with my siblings but they are so annoying .. but i'm used to it .. i hoped that my journey will never end .. i know now that my one true being is in tennis .. and my another one true being is in Lumbia .. being so close to adventure means alot to me .. and i really love it .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my father is coming either this tuesday or monday .. i'm so excited .. can't wait .. i really love him to see me play tennis .. but i hope to that he will not cheer unlike somebody's family there .. shouts for her baby .. haha ! that is so embarrasing .. haha ! this summer is so fun .. hmm .. summer is fun but i mss being in school . being in school is different i just can't explain .. haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-3762428529856349254?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/3762428529856349254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=3762428529856349254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3762428529856349254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/3762428529856349254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-random-topics.html' title='some random topics'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-6178937058033721094</id><published>2008-05-10T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:56:23.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a while ago .. we were having a party in our tennis .. because today is the last day of our tennis .. we had some cake fight, my face is full of cake and hmmmm the lechon manok was so yummy .. its kind of a foody day .. and i'm so happy about it .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the bad news is .. i did not win my one on one .. its such a bummer .. but its fine atleast she is happy and i am happy for her .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you know she was the one who has many cake on her face .. haha .. i'm tired to mention her name .. i never knew that tennis can make us black .. now thats cool .. you know .. as in .. i can never be so .. so .. give me a hint please .. oh i know .. interested in stuff .. haha !! uhmmm .. i'm sorry i did not write to you properly yesterday it was because i'm playing chess ... thats crazy .. you know .. haha .. uhmmmm .. got to go ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;üüü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-6178937058033721094?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/6178937058033721094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=6178937058033721094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6178937058033721094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6178937058033721094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-6317670512850620975</id><published>2008-05-10T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:19:59.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today i am playing chess in ym .. with cookie .. haha ! i'm still waiting for her move .. she is still doing something .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tomorrow , i will have a one on one in tennis tomorrow .. my enemy will be innah .. wahhahahaa !! i'm scared ! this is a once in a life time job .. just kidding .. i'm so tired .. but .. nothing .. tomorrow is our party .. there will be icing in our faces tomorrow .. fuhahahaha !! it will be so sticky .. owh i know .. haha !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BLuFf BLUFf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-6317670512850620975?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/6317670512850620975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=6317670512850620975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6317670512850620975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/6317670512850620975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-i-am-playing-chess-in-ym.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-5672526675678022652</id><published>2008-05-08T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:55:17.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;two days more and its the ending of our training in tennis .. and we will have singles in tennis this Sunday .. i really hope my partner is shiela or innah because they are still beginners just like me .. i am not so excited about that .. haha !! I'm tired already but i'm enjoying ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey you know what .. just nothing .. i'm quite bored .. i feel like i don't want to take a bath .. some mosquitoes are biting me .. its so annoying .. my feet are so poor now because it hurts and its scratchy .. i don't know what i'm feeling right now .. its kind of wierd ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you know what .. thats why i put BLaFf BLaFf after every blog {[not really every blog]}, its because that will be your future name .. you got that ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha !! i know what i feel right now .. i feel crazy {[well , i'm always crazy]}.. thats how people right now are acting .. sometimes .. its not really obvious .. its like i'm under a spell .. haha !! just joking !! haha !! i know its corny but i think its really corny too .. i'm a corny person .. but i'm use to it .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLaFf BLaFf,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eLLski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-5672526675678022652?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/5672526675678022652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=5672526675678022652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5672526675678022652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/5672526675678022652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-days-more-and-its-ending-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-8678992600855797353</id><published>2008-05-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:19:00.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gud nyt !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good night !! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to sleep i=on my cuddliest best .. not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuddliest&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; .. i wish i can have a nice dream since i have a &lt;strong&gt;NOT SO NICE DAY&lt;/strong&gt; .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am not going to sleep directly but i am going to .. {[yah you're right]} drink milk .. thats part of my daily routine .. and after that .. tooth brush .. then after than .. {[so on and so fourth]} .. yadayadayada !! haha .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gud nyt !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BLaFf BLaFf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-8678992600855797353?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/8678992600855797353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=8678992600855797353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/8678992600855797353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/8678992600855797353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/gud-nyt.html' title='gud nyt !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-966820995206077452</id><published>2008-05-08T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T02:53:52.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its so unfair !! i can't go and hang out with coach unless my dad is here !! so unfair !! but i can change that .. by telling my mom or beg .. haha !! but still its so unfair .. i feel like i want to cry .. it hurts .. i don't want to be a baby anymore (but i'm still a baby from the inside as in i'm the baby of my parents forever) !! i'm turning 13 and i'm in high school .. i will not be in danger .. i wish she will know how i feel .. but sometimes i have to becareful what i wish for .. but i wish i can hang out with them everytime .. not really everytime  .. wait i'll practice how i'll ask .. i want to cry !!!! T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it is so unfair !! i know i've been repeating this but it is so unfair .. i am even smashing the keyboard while i'm typing this .. but i still love my family more than you'll ever know or my love for my parents is more than the stars and my love for my family is just how many the stars are .. just kidding !! i love them with all my heart .. char !! but i need to be free too .. i want to cry .. i think i'm starting to cry .. i just want to hang out with my friends .. but i still love my family .. i just opened my life right now but i'm still so depressed .. just joking !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't want to go back from the dark and depressing side .. i want to go the happy side .. of course i had some happy times when i was trap in the dark side .. but i'm so happy today that i can't be depressed right now .. i know life is suppose to be unfair and people should live with it but i want it different .. i never knew that my life can be like this .. full of happiness .. but .. i wish i'm like buddha .. he is always happy .. a smile is a way to end up difficult sittuations even if its a fake one .. thats what i should learn .. and i thnik this is too many ,, so bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BLuff BLuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-966820995206077452?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/966820995206077452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=966820995206077452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/966820995206077452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/966820995206077452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-so-unfair-i-cant-go-and-hang-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-9038977747991869486</id><published>2008-05-07T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:46:38.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haii !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;uhmmmm .. kanang .. yay !! i can borrow the dVd's of coah .. haha !! :D !! uhmmm .. we are going swimming  this saturday with my batch !! ys !! and i am so excited about everything .. i wish i can go to coaches house .. but i'm scared to ask ..its not dangerous there .. i'm turning high school and my mom thinks i'm still a baby .. but i understand .. she really loves me .. but i'm turning highschool .. my mom even goes to her friends house when she was young .. uhmmm .. i am so bored today .. i can't do anything .. except .. chat and fs .. thats why i'm writing you .. cuz i'm bored .. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wish i know what i'm doing right now .. if i know what i'm doing right now .. maybe i can write you as many as possible .. just kidding .. oh well .. got to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;t.c.c.i.c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-9038977747991869486?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/9038977747991869486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=9038977747991869486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/9038977747991869486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/9038977747991869486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/haii.html' title='haii !!'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-1061833736293518698</id><published>2008-05-06T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:58:37.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>try listening to this song !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior= alternate&gt;so nice&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal" width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal" name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9KY7jwwHhd"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal" name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9KY7jwwHhd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" 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!!!'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-1704879175064075017</id><published>2008-05-06T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:35:24.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;hihi&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmm .. i'm sorry about my last post .. if its wrong grammar .. i'm just so happy !! so .. sorry about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BLAff BLAff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; ü &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-1704879175064075017?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/1704879175064075017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=1704879175064075017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1704879175064075017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1704879175064075017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry.html' title='sorry !!'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-2887162019188024772</id><published>2008-05-06T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:25:31.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have opened my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to leave tennis and i am so happy .. i just opened my life since i started tennis .. soo .. this is my life .. even though i suck tennis .. i discovered that tennis is my real sport .. i am so happy there .. its like i never knew that my life could change this way .. sometimes its tiring but its kind of enjoying .. soo .. i hope this is clear .. some thinks its boring because they are &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;judging a book by its cover &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.. its really fun .. nobody knows how fun it is ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so hapi ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-2887162019188024772?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/2887162019188024772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=2887162019188024772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2887162019188024772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/2887162019188024772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-opened-my-life.html' title='i have opened my life'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-4968102824582576720</id><published>2008-05-06T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:24:57.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nAh !! and Yeah !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmmmm .. nah part is .. i can't have karate .. but the yeah part is i can go to the parlor .. i know thats over but maybe i can color my hair .. hmmmm .. its really a bummer to be black .. but i'm not that black .. am i ?? toady is a great day ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;what would be a nice color to my hair ?? green ? pink ? blue ? brown ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmmm .. maybe i'll worry that later .. our missery is not your problem so be it .. hala char !! haha !! samuka wui . !! haha !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-4968102824582576720?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/4968102824582576720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=4968102824582576720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4968102824582576720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/4968102824582576720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/nah-and-yeah.html' title='nAh !! and Yeah !!'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-1253074486041751807</id><published>2008-05-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:39:38.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whooh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;whooh ! our training is not so tiring! but when we played King of the court i got tired .. I saw Mark today .. you know .. Mark Gatinao .. my classmate .. he is just the same .. Coach is so mean .. he put alcohol on my foot on purpose .. haha ! its just so fun .. hmmmm .. thats all i can say for now .. hmmm .. i got to go piano and karate .. i'm just so tired ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-1253074486041751807?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/1253074486041751807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=1253074486041751807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1253074486041751807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/1253074486041751807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/whooh.html' title='whooh !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-731215526579978249.post-8860184330056303066</id><published>2008-05-05T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T05:05:34.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sumtyms !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmmmmm .. today .. mmy day looks pretty gud or not just pretty gud its verry gud cuz i hanged out with my buddies in tennis .. thier names are Coach, Ate Ozie, Aidan, Kakay, Cookie and me. it really was fun .. u know wat .. i'm thier new adopted .. cookie was thier first adopted .. haha ! Coach even bought us food to eat and a drink to srink .. cookie even  bought me and kakay some ice cream except for Aidan bcuz .. i don't know .. but .. poor Aidan because he only ate some .. i don't know wat it is called but i think it taste not so good .. suwi about that .. hihi ! i wish that i can go to thier house because i feel like they are part of my family now .. but i still love my family .. but they are like my second family .. joke .. they are my friends but they are just close to me .. closer than my best friends.. except for Aidan ofcourse .. we only talk for a little while .. haha !! we always turn around in Limketkai to Robinsons .. Haha !! it was so fun .. this is the most funnest hang out i have ever been !! i'm telling yah .. hihi !!! thats all i can say for my blogger thingy .. hahaha ! tc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/731215526579978249-8860184330056303066?l=ellaares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/feeds/8860184330056303066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=731215526579978249&amp;postID=8860184330056303066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/8860184330056303066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/731215526579978249/posts/default/8860184330056303066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ellaares.blogspot.com/2008/05/sumtyms.html' title='sumtyms !'/><author><name>ella .. :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13659949353503905722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pY6tc4NZFLk/SdHI66AFimI/AAAAAAAAADg/BaQsxFHw3SM/S220/1_642559296m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
