<?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-6411888805630881400</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:13:01.338-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='New Perspective'/><category term='College Entrance Exams'/><category term='Economics'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Math'/><category term='Democracy'/><category term='Lonely'/><category term='Jazz Dance'/><category term='Kevin Salud'/><category term='Trigonometry'/><category term='Misunderstandings'/><category term='Change'/><category term='bullshit'/><category term='Downpour'/><category term='George'/><category term='Photoshop'/><category term='what a catch donnie'/><category term='Prom'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='hi-jo gazette'/><category term='family'/><category term='Projects'/><category term='Cheating'/><category term='Isang'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category term='Writer&apos;s block'/><category term='The Cab'/><category term='Balancing'/><category term='Depressed'/><category term='High School'/><category term='Logo'/><category term='School'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Pressure'/><category term='Soaked'/><category term='Storm'/><category term='junior'/><category term='Paramore'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='senior'/><category term='Natural Disasters'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='random'/><category term='Tableu'/><category term='shit'/><category term='Saturday'/><category term='2010'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Jennifer&apos;s Body'/><category term='Broken'/><category term='Identity Crisis'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='Memorial Day'/><category term='Ready'/><category term='Ryan'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Report Card'/><category term='Cramming'/><category term='Family Day'/><category term='sunny'/><category term='Lifehouse'/><category term='Floods'/><category term='windy'/><category term='brendon urie'/><category term='Confusion'/><category term='Food Sale'/><category term='Cory Aquino'/><category term='dA'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='Yellow Ribbon'/><category term='Panic at the Disco'/><category term='Frustrations'/><category term='Inspirational'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Jon'/><category term='Catholicism'/><category term='Bored'/><category term='Church Service'/><title type='text'>Coffee is my Friend</title><subtitle type='html'>"You'll never catch me, So just let me be..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-4589470129129899157</id><published>2010-02-19T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:09:02.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTED.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE OFFICIALLY MOVED BLOGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://dannicj.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://dannicj.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Feel free to ask me also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/dannicj"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;http://www.formspring.me/dannicj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-4589470129129899157?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/4589470129129899157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2010/02/noted.html#comment-form' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4589470129129899157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4589470129129899157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2010/02/noted.html' title='NOTED.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-6930363587246943474</id><published>2010-01-08T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:10:34.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Weightless at the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/S0bn9gxrqZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/arTk9DJalig/s1600-h/older,life,quotes,text,dark,cildhood-391c5afa2addcb10c4f1ba56476bc7ef_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/S0bn9gxrqZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/arTk9DJalig/s320/older,life,quotes,text,dark,cildhood-391c5afa2addcb10c4f1ba56476bc7ef_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424277845170694546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Finished half-part of the year with a minor exam...I should be doing something worth-living. The question is if I should remain obsessed with Fueled by Ramen bands and toy kingdom or actually live up the full responsibility of being a graduating high school student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Any ideas on how to start? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-6930363587246943474?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/6930363587246943474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2010/01/weightless-at-moment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6930363587246943474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6930363587246943474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2010/01/weightless-at-moment.html' title='Weightless at the moment.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/S0bn9gxrqZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/arTk9DJalig/s72-c/older,life,quotes,text,dark,cildhood-391c5afa2addcb10c4f1ba56476bc7ef_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-7658373339181680010</id><published>2010-01-01T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:10:31.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was the best, the worst...and it taught me a lot. Upon recollecting the shit and crap I went through last 12.00 mn on the morning of January 1st, while listening to the song "Saturday", I noticed I learned a lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Life is full of ironies (e.g. Winning the Bible Quiz, My annoyance and love for Mr. Ryan Ross and other bull shit I need not to talk about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Senior year is full of vanity crap and fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. College entrance examinations is full of crap especially when Universities hold them all in a month in the first few months of Senior Year. (bull shit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. People who thinks you're a huge problem to their lives has serious problems with theirselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. I love my George :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Shane Valdez is hilarious, cute and amazing. The best director I've ever heard of. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. English makes life a living hell when you don't do your requirements under certain circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. SCIENTIFIC CALCULATOR IS IMPORTANT. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. I need glasses badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Learn to keep my mouth shut...on purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; Yes...2009. I love it. I love that year, that I may need a time machine to fix my mistakes and wish they never existed. I love this year because I grew up and moved to a new me, a new house, a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; I realize that I need to let go of a lot of things and people need to let go of me. It's been hard, but it's the best. I conquered my fears and learned to appriciate the given facts of life. I learned not to be shy and to stand up and let my emotions and thought be heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; And maybe that's the reason I hate New Year's Eve. I hate letting go of the past year's events and moving on to a new year of crap and bullshit, of glory and happiness of new blessings and failed hope. But that's how it's suppose to be. And that's the way the cookie's suppose to crumble. I need to deal with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-7658373339181680010?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/7658373339181680010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/7658373339181680010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/7658373339181680010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-8228575603434479024</id><published>2009-11-30T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:24:13.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi-jo gazette'/><title type='text'>Leaving Back for Good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Hello. World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Lately, I haven't had the time to update, or in a sense, I got bored and lazy to update. I've been pretty busy these days and the most highlighted one is the whole writing process of the script for our one-act play, finishing my first episode (which btw took me 5 hours to write) and my 3 chapters of A Story of a Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  I miss writing in dA but unfortunately nothing lasts forever. One must leave something behind in order to move on to the next level. And one of it is leaving a home you once seeked refuge in. Yes, I do "work" in a new home now. It's called Panic! at the Disco's official forum. Yes. I'm currently happy there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I also went on a retreat with my class like 2 weeks ago. To say the least that, nothing really changed much in the class, but at lease I'm seeing much nicer people who used to ignore me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess I also had an increase of faith in God which brings me back to the light side...for now. Besides the bad food there, I also got 2 hours of sleep and no shampoo. Yeah, and my mom got late in picking me up from school when we got home. Thanks Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A lot of pressure. I'm taking an entrance examination on the University of Santo Tomas on Sunday, script due tomorrow afternoon, a Math quiz that's as long as the Book of the Dead, projects next week, our one-act play group presentation on the 11th and songfest on the 5th. Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Speaking of school, I really hope that they'll be releasing our paper (damn it) this Christmas. I've worked and sacrificed my sleep to pass those things. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I might do a year-end list for everything I screwed up and accomplished this year. Really.&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/6411888805630881400-8228575603434479024?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/8228575603434479024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaving-back-for-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/8228575603434479024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/8228575603434479024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaving-back-for-good.html' title='Leaving Back for Good.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-8137744578805403731</id><published>2009-10-24T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:18:12.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer&apos;s Body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Entrance Exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Perspective'/><title type='text'>What About Me?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  I feel left out. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Apparently, exams are over (for now) and yet everybody's busy talking about College Entrance Examinations.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT ABOUT ME?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    *sigh* College is a long way up there but is only a quarter short from where I'm standing. Mom says I'll catch up on December for the exams UST, CEU and wherever the wind blows. But come on, I feel pressured by the fact that everyone says I may not qualify. Argghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;     I haven't even turned 15 yet. For all the teeners out there who are so grossed with their boyfriends, facebook friends and sex, here I am worrying about my college entrance exams, grades and Ryan Ross' fucked up song. Life has its double knocked up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OTHER NEWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SuPQFFjjrmI/AAAAAAAAABI/BpWvWsKUTQw/s1600-h/jennifers_body_intl_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SuPQFFjjrmI/AAAAAAAAABI/BpWvWsKUTQw/s320/jennifers_body_intl_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396385564329225826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  HELL YES! Jennifer's Body is out on Wednesday! (about time it got here T_T) Although I'm excited yet scared to watch it (my mentality is at stake) I loved the posters. :D I even have the soundtrack on my iPod (*NEW PERSPECTIVE*) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Ryan and the rest are gonna watch while I'm stuck on a road trip going back home. Damn it. Speaking of home, I was just finishing packing up my clothes and drawings this morning. Yep, I'm moving to a new house. :D About time I finally get a room. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   P.S. I just cheated on an exam. Or in this case, I just let somebody else cheat on me. Nice trick. I can't believe cheating is fun. Especially when the smart genuises are copying on your paper. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note to self: ONLY LET SMART PEOPLE CHEAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   Good day. &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/6411888805630881400-8137744578805403731?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/8137744578805403731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/8137744578805403731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/8137744578805403731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-about-me.html' title='What About Me?!'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SuPQFFjjrmI/AAAAAAAAABI/BpWvWsKUTQw/s72-c/jennifers_body_intl_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-6190191117649278704</id><published>2009-10-10T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T03:10:33.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natural Disasters'/><title type='text'>Looking Up to Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Simple things can lead to perfect disasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Dear reader,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    We can't keep on ignoring Nature's silent anger. As a witness to the horrific vengeance and anger of Mama Nature, I can almost say we're on the point of nearing a drastic climatic change if we keep on doing this. So please, small things like saving a piece of paper will save us.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    Half of the north is beneath the muddy waters and people are desperate for food. I don't wanna be a pessimist, but helping each other would be a great start. Be an optimist for once. Always keep a bright way out for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    And damn it this month. Exams and projects are driving me crazy. It's only a matter of time before I blow up from pressure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Life has a way of ruining myself from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-6190191117649278704?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/6190191117649278704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-up-to-looking-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6190191117649278704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6190191117649278704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-up-to-looking-forward.html' title='Looking Up to Looking Forward'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-366345280354033479</id><published>2009-09-26T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:21:49.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soaked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Calm Before Storm: Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Today is officially the worst day yet somewhat lucky too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  First off our school decided to continue and head on with the plan for the Family Day just this morning. I decided to head on to school as early as 7 to help my teacher and George prepare our section's vegetable salad. Although it gave my left hand a bruise, I still had fun talking to them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  So, then we took the veggies to the covered court which was continualy soaked with rain. And damn it for making us go to school in the storm. Me and George decided to stay along just roaming around when we could have gone home and avoided being soaked in the rain. So, yeah it took us 2 hours to realize that, just when the rain reached its highest peak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Off we go. Just outside school, we decided to take a taxi, knowing that the floods were already high enough for me to use a boat. And since the road back to my place has been closed down, I have no choice but to stay in George's house for the night. (Bongacious sleepover XD) Mom and Dad called and told me to stay here for a while until the floods subside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   We were lucky we were able to make it at her house wet and damaged but alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  And here I am worrying over my puppy, my family if they're safe and sound like I am. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  I miss them already. Hoping I can go home tomorrow. George is asleep already. I guess i better do too. G'night world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~Cj                    &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/6411888805630881400-366345280354033479?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/366345280354033479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/calm-before-storm-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/366345280354033479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/366345280354033479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/calm-before-storm-part-ii.html' title='Calm Before Storm: Part II'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-4846671569927018936</id><published>2009-09-24T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T03:02:35.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer&apos;s Body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Day'/><title type='text'>Wake Me Up When September Ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good day people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Today was just ever so stressful. Let's see, I finished my computer hands-on activity 1 minute before the bell rang, George lost her computer notebook (I found 30 minutes later), did my speech on Public Speaking (oh wait, that was yesterday),  did my seatwork in Math about polynomials (Damn hard it was) and well, is currently trying to start my 15 page research paper on English (DAMN HARD IT IS! T_T) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  George and I played chess in P.E. this morning. Even though I was close to winning, the bell rang and some fire drill scored out that sent some of us curious and worried. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; We have Family Day on Saturday. It's some sort of day where you spend it with your family (...duh) XD. Whatever, I'll just tell all about it on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Okay, so I'm done complaining....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; October 28, is the day the movie, Jennifer's Body will be released. Damn it. A month! I have to wait a month before it comes out. Damn. That, and I owe George her ticket. Argh. T_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I CAN'T wait for this month to end T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Okay...NOW I'm done. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; That's about it people. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Thursday.&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/6411888805630881400-4846671569927018936?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/4846671569927018936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4846671569927018936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4846671569927018936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake Me Up When September Ends...'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-2325528276132038949</id><published>2009-09-19T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:52:55.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>SUNDAE</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Glee with Jon and Jayshel. Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a puppy today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-2325528276132038949?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/2325528276132038949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/sundae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2325528276132038949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2325528276132038949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/sundae.html' title='SUNDAE'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-3254438853992949268</id><published>2009-09-12T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:04:43.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Downpour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramore'/><title type='text'>Downpour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This week has been fulled of stress, shit and well, stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I realized, it's not enough to say "I'll change" without ever applying the action in it. I try so hard these days getting my math good. And so far it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm proud of myself for getting my quizzes and seatworks high. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; It's raining now, and I had to get home before dark....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Saturday downpour, listening to Paramore's "Brick by Boring Brick". Tonight sounds fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope so much everything would be alright. It's dad's bday on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Later peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-3254438853992949268?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/3254438853992949268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/downpour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3254438853992949268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3254438853992949268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/downpour.html' title='Downpour'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-3267830248771833681</id><published>2009-09-08T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:53:06.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer&apos;s Body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trigonometry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Report Card'/><title type='text'>Rough Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can't believe I'd get a grade in Trigonometry like THAT. It's like a nightmare that came true. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; This week is hell. PURE TORTUROUS FUCKED UP HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ARGGHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Intrams, Papers, and major subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Life sucsk when you needed it the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Kissing goodbye to my allowance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; P.S. Gonna go watch "Jennifer's Body next month!" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This day is hell. I got good grades. EXCEPT FOR MATH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I didn't fail, I passed because my teacher felt sorry for me.  I know I'm suppose to fail in Math, but he passed me because he felt sorry for me. Ouch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Damn. I'll have to strive hard for an 80+. I can't let all those colleges see a 75 on my card. It's shit! Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  .......................................................&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I CAN FEEL THE PRESSURE, IT'S GETTING CLOSER NOW!&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/6411888805630881400-3267830248771833681?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/3267830248771833681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/rough-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3267830248771833681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3267830248771833681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/09/rough-week.html' title='Rough Week.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-6623814508435420449</id><published>2009-08-29T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:39:01.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lonely'/><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; A beautiful Sunday morning, and here I am, lonely and depressed. Why? Heck, I don't know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;God. I hate mood swings. It makes me think that I have bi-polar disorder and I dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; One minute, I'm happy, laughing the next, I get depressed because I get annoyed or because I'm just not that normal. Like Hnery DeTamble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; I wonder what that feels like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; You're confused, you don't know what you want, you say you're alright nut you're not and people call you crazy and you're lonely. How is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s. Happy Birthday George. I love you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-6623814508435420449?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/6623814508435420449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6623814508435420449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6623814508435420449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-2370951693848604926</id><published>2009-08-29T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:57:26.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifehouse'/><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Broken lights on the freeway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Left me here alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I may have lost my way now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I haven't forgotten my way home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -Broken by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am confused, mentally and emotionally tired. I do not know what to do. I have lost the perspective to do things the way I used to do 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Stress. Peer pressure. You can never survive without them. Hell, you cannot even avoid thse things. I miss the life I lived when I was 10. When I was curious, carefree and oblivious to what reality sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Saturday afternoon. I went to SM Sta. Mesa with my mom and sister to help her get some important files. As we were going, it rained and my chucks got wet. My feet were soaked and my jacket was sticking in on me. It was hell. But we survived. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My mother, to tell you is a woman of faith and of many words. She nags (don't all moms do that?) and says bittersweet words sometimes but she's great. We fought a few times that led to me almost wounding my right arm, but we learned to respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My father, a man who works for a living and I barely spend time with is full of sarcastic and irnoc humor that I got from. We argue a lot but we're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My sister, a child merely of 5 and doesn't give a damn to whatever happens would always be nice enough to lend me her pencils and crayons when I need it. We're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My brother a rebellious ass full of dark humor and a mouthful of garbage that comes out of his mouth is the problem. Apparently, we never agree on anything these days, the main reason I ALWAYS skip dinner every weekday. We have gotten to the point where we realize we are different and have our own different opinions. It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  At school, I have friends whom I deeply care about. Friends who I trust carefully and where my pressure eases. Sure, teachers come by and give us heavy load but I'm happy for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Teacher's never see me. I can tell. I failed 4 Math quizzes last quarter. I am the shy girl who is filled with ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But................to tell the truth. I have never really known who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can we fast forward to go down on me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FGawr6NaI48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FGawr6NaI48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-2370951693848604926?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/2370951693848604926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2370951693848604926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2370951693848604926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-2956406972288951788</id><published>2009-08-15T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:17:56.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misunderstandings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Jokes on Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I really, hate it when people don't take me seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today my best-est friend thought I was kidding when I told her I don't like people walking fast and leaving me out, i told her I usually "disappear" until they realize I'm not there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; She decided to try it on me. I agreed. She walked fast, I saw a coffee vending machine, and got myself a hot milk coffee with sugar for 10 pesos (the cheapest yet tasty coffee ever) It took about 10 minutes for my coffee to be served, and I thought she was just around the corner. I waited for her, looked for her for about 2 hours, then I left Shopwise angry, disappointed and frustrated. I guess too much frustration and sleeplessness takes its toll on me. I walked home alone, met Daniel A. on Araneta Coliseum said hi, and went home....alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; *sigh* I cried all the way home because I was so frustrated and tired. I hadn't got enough sleep these days and my projects aren't done yet. I thank Jon for texting me if I'd like to hang out with her tomorrow after our Sunday service. I said yes. I love that girl. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  I have to lie to my parents who thought I cried because of th tableu. I had to protect her. I hate having to hear negative comments about my best-est friend. The only girl who sees me right through. This is the second time that it happened, but I forgive her. She probably was as tired as I was. If she's reading this, I forgive you. I found my way home alone anyway. If you're mad at me, I accept. I just wish we could have found each other this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Ahh, friends. You can hate 'em and love 'em. It's these small misunderstandings that makes me love 'em and uderstand and accept them more. I'd miss these small fights and frustrations next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Exams were okay. Except Physics. God, I think I'm gonna fail. I hope not lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gonna make a new article now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Weekends Guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S. Happy 17th b-day to a classmate and an awesome photographer, Jamie! :) You guys can check her blog out here --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://dollstrings.blogspot.com"&gt;dollstrings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's more talented than I am LOL :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~C.j. &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/6411888805630881400-2956406972288951788?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/2956406972288951788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/jokes-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2956406972288951788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2956406972288951788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/jokes-on-me.html' title='Jokes on Me'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-6392186782787610675</id><published>2009-08-13T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:22:28.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Life has its moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Right now, It just bores me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Right here, at the computer lab, bored, girls laughing over something, beside me. A geek on my left playing grand chasse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;  BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Tomorrow is Exam Day. Another excuse to drink coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt; That's about it. Happy Thursday. I miss Panic at the Disco :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-6392186782787610675?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/6392186782787610675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6392186782787610675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/6392186782787610675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-5543389752278819533</id><published>2009-08-11T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T03:32:33.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cramming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tableu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>CRAMMING never WINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ARGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Yeah. That's what I want to scream right now. I just can't because well, there are college people karaoke-ing behind me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; LOTS OF UNFINISHED PROJECTS! Major Exams, Failed quizzes, graded recitation, church services. tableu's, and an oral presentation of Martin Luther's "I Hae a Dream" tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  OH.MY.GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; So far, I have no idea how to balance myself right now. All the balls on my hands and my head are about to fall down. And if that happens, I probably wouldn't try to care to pick 'em up. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  I've been having problems lately about my own class, and my teachers. I just can't say it out loud, and I can't tell Ry about it. It's personal. I don't know really. I don't know why. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I lost it. My ball for the "LE.. project fell down." I don't have the strength right now to pick it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ahh. God. How will I ever get myself back-up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-5543389752278819533?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/5543389752278819533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/cramming-never-wins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/5543389752278819533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/5543389752278819533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/cramming-never-wins.html' title='CRAMMING never WINS'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-5159488064668207814</id><published>2009-08-08T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:51:06.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brendon urie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what a catch donnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windy'/><title type='text'>I'll go where the WIND BLOWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life gets better. and better :) truly, it does."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://twitter.com/brendonuriesays"&gt;Brendon Urie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Sunday morning. Just thought of updating some stuff instead of doing my 5 projects and memorizing my piece for Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  It's been windy a lot. It's like you can fly a kite or feel like walking in a beach, in your own room or balcony. I've been pressured a lot these days, but now, I just feel that life gets better. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  One thing I know about my life. I like to relax in the middle of a bad and pressured situation. This week we have our major exams. That's on Friday and Saturday. So, I'll probably have no sleep for 2 days. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  I just finished my 1 hour and a half church service just beside Walter-Mart. I'll be doing that to finish my 20 hour community service, cause I won't be graduating or getting my requirements. Ugh. But still, it's better. Jon's with me. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   Wherever the wind takes me, I'll be there. Although sometimes, I might end up in the eye of a tornado. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   So, yeah. Oh, and CAT was awesome! Well, a bit then it became boring. Ha. Paolo and Kuya Terence were awesome officers. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   And yeah, "What a Catch Donnie", was awesome! You guys should watch it on youtube. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sad that they won't be making any albums for a while though. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *sigh* That's about it this windy sunny morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~Cj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6411888805630881400-5159488064668207814?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/5159488064668207814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-go-where-wind-blows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/5159488064668207814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/5159488064668207814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-go-where-wind-blows.html' title='I&apos;ll go where the WIND BLOWS'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-3574468653089475384</id><published>2009-08-04T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:32:26.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Democracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow Ribbon'/><title type='text'>History repeats itself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/Snkxay8sV_I/AAAAAAAAABA/pILiooiC2JY/s1600-h/A7E32ACB79038CA1FE9D08CE4A4B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/Snkxay8sV_I/AAAAAAAAABA/pILiooiC2JY/s320/A7E32ACB79038CA1FE9D08CE4A4B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366374767411353586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"For I am here whispering the tenderness of freedom and democracy... I am everywhere...I am you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;August 5, 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today, the nation I had lost hope in ever recovering form its incurable sickness has just witnessed history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And in every tear we shed today, every emotion we let out, we have been called as one nation, to stand up and find the cure to our sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wasn't born by the time, Mrs. Corazon Aquino had ben elected as a president here in the Philippines. In fact, I didn't even care about anything involving the government, past or present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But after reading several old history books, i have seen and understood the significance of everything involving the government. Martial Law during 1972 proved to be the hardest thing this country could ever receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Until now, nobody has ever forgotten what happened during those times, especially the assassination of Benigno Aquino husband, of the late Cory. Philippines was full of anger and emotion during the funeral of Mr. Aquino, now it seems that the anger has been replaced by love and faith that has bonded us Filipinos, realizing the significance of mrs. Aquino's love and loyalty to this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I, as a young 14-year old child with not much understanding in this world, wore a yellow ribbon yesterday,  to support DEMOCRACY and FREEDOM she has given us through faith and love. I always keep that in mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I saw her personally when I was in my freshman year when she visited the school for some...occasion I forgot about. She was wearing her yellow attire and was very simple and humble in every word and action she expressed. Although I didn't see the significance of that, I always keep that smiling picture of her in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And today, I had taken the time to write what I have seen right through my own eyes, the love of this nation. I had realized that this nation can still get up and be healed from its sickness if we all know how to give respect to each other and have faith in the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I am Filipino. And I am proud to be called one. Thank you Tita Cory, for bringing back hope to my own heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-3574468653089475384?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/3574468653089475384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/history-repeats-itself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3574468653089475384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3574468653089475384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/08/history-repeats-itself.html' title='History repeats itself.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/Snkxay8sV_I/AAAAAAAAABA/pILiooiC2JY/s72-c/A7E32ACB79038CA1FE9D08CE4A4B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-2153973443585421982</id><published>2009-07-31T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:47:43.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writer&apos;s block'/><title type='text'>.....I don't know what to do right NOW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 8 things you KNOW/CARE/DON'T CARE/DON'T KNOW about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;RULES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Post the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Each tagged person must tell 8 things about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. At the end you have to tag 8 people and post their icons in your journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Go back to their page and leave a comment saying you tagged them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. No tag backs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here 8 things you guys don't know about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I'm addicted to coffee and chocolate (but I'm not allowed to drink coffee) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. I love the lead singer of the Cab. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.  My favourite thing in this world is my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.  I daydream a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.  I'm a huge FUELED BY RAMEN and DECAYDANCE fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.  I always almost get hit by either a red honda civic car or a black pick-up truck/van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.  I'm sarcastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.  I dislike gory things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 8. The number 8. August maybe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yeah. Today's August 1. Saturday. Next week, would be full of exams and well, CAT. Civil Advancement training. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I honestly don't know how to begin the script. I'm opn writer's block. My head is blank.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or maybe I'm just hungry? Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm playing texttwist, checking Bden's twitter and just roaming on dA. Much to do, but ignoring for a moment. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Anyway, that's about it. Northern Downpour at the window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy weekends.&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/6411888805630881400-2153973443585421982?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/2153973443585421982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-what-to-do-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2153973443585421982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2153973443585421982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-what-to-do-right-now.html' title='.....I don&apos;t know what to do right NOW.'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-4771396444342382530</id><published>2009-07-31T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:14:53.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ready'/><title type='text'>I'm READY now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "I'm ready."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Saturday morning, about to go to George Ryan's house to finish the script for our tableu before Monday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; August is the start of another hell-ish month. It's raining, and I feel like all my juggled balls are gonna fall down if I don't catch one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm ready to do this. I'm ready. I'm ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can do this. Because I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I'm off to Ryan''s house. Got to avoid traffic. Updates will be later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cj&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/6411888805630881400-4771396444342382530?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/4771396444342382530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-ready-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4771396444342382530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4771396444342382530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-ready-now.html' title='I&apos;m READY now!'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-3433521894679603416</id><published>2009-07-29T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T03:50:43.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Identity Crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Perspective'/><title type='text'>Can we fast forward to go down on me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I watched time fall into separate pieces of memories I would cherish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Today, is very...well normal. Just doing my Economics homework and listening to the full song version and single called "New Perspective" by Panic! at the Disco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; So I have a lot of projects to do for the month of August, I'm gonna have to make everyone in our group to have the practice on Saturday to avoid the humiliating pain and embarrassment I felt last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; The quiz on Trigonometry was half-bad and half-good. Lost the time to answer the questions at the end. Bull----.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Food Sale was a success, I was told that we earned like 9,000 pesos yesterday. :) It was stressful, but worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ....Is it me, or was there a sexual reference in the song? ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  .....So much love songs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~***~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't exactly know who I am. It's weird. I don't know myself. I don't have amnesia. I have trouble figuring out what I want in my choices. My friends say they know me ALL TOO WELL. The emo who writes for absolutely no reason. The kid who does it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yet, they really don't know me as much as I don't know myself. How can I fast forward on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; People dislike me because of things I do. Because the way I look, the way I act. It's easy to judge someone whom you don't know. It's bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt; "Because If I continue watching, I'll lose the traits that worry me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd live a life of solitude if I want them to shut their mouths. My friends would go watch and protect me for who i am. I hate it. I hate people protecting me because it makes me feel helpless and pitiful. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;being pitied. It's sh*t. I try to be proud of what I do and try to learn from my mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt; .....Because I wanna be praise from a new perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I don't wanna live a life that used to be comprehensive. &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/6411888805630881400-3433521894679603416?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/3433521894679603416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-we-fast-forward-to-go-down-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3433521894679603416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3433521894679603416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-we-fast-forward-to-go-down-on-me.html' title='Can we fast forward to go down on me?'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-869059419838961039</id><published>2009-07-26T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:26:23.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logo'/><title type='text'>And we'll go dancing in the rain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/Sm1HuxjfzFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bvnQr5pab4A/s1600-h/LOGO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/Sm1HuxjfzFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bvnQr5pab4A/s320/LOGO2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363021600169905234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Monday Afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Not much to say, busy for the upcoming food sale, tomorrow. And waiting for the "New Perspective" singl out tomorrow. MUSIC VIDEO ALREADY GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  No classes today because of the State of the Nation Address and the "Iglesia ni Cristo" celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'm here at Ryan's house typing. We're just bout to print the tarpouline. Up there ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you Mina! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're going now, to have this tarpoulined now, before it rains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S. The new bassist for Panic! at the Disco is hot! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-869059419838961039?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/869059419838961039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-well-go-dancing-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/869059419838961039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/869059419838961039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-well-go-dancing-in-rain.html' title='And we&apos;ll go dancing in the rain....'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/Sm1HuxjfzFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bvnQr5pab4A/s72-c/LOGO2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-5759285852024987989</id><published>2009-07-25T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:46:54.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer&apos;s Body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>A New Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;What is Perspective? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; According to Wikipedia, "context of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visual_system" title="Visual system"&gt;vision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visual_perception" title="Visual perception"&gt;visual perception&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;, is the way in which objects appear to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye" title="Eye"&gt;eye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; based on their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space" title="Space"&gt;spatial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; attributes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; According to my other self, Perspective is a new goal on which you want to achieve. Something you always see, and something you can always feel." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Today, has made me realize that my perspective of this world has always been mixed with the world of my own. A mixture of fantasy and reality that I can't always easily explain and understand. I'm crazy it seems. Or one may say it's just the effect of drinking too much coffee 4 months ago.  But, it's always been that way since the morning I woke to a new life 4 years ago on the 20th of May 2006. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"I wanna live a life from a New Perspective" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; It seems early, but my adviser told my mother how much of a good and responsible student I have been these days. Just listening to the words, it seems that I changed a lot since I realized a lot of things in my life. From the time I had a doubt of faith, to having a new perspective of who I am and what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I had just listened to a snippet of "New Perspective" by Panic! at the Disco. (which gave me an idea to write this update) The song or...snippet that will be featured on Megan Fox's new movie "Jennifer's Body" is about falling in love....says my source and my friend. Ha, ha....doesn't even seems to be.... IS Brendon Urie in love? That is her question.....Keep dreaming sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I have a lot of stuff to do this week. I'll be memorizing Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" excerpt speech that will be presented next next week. Our annual food sale on Tuesday, a quiz on Trigonometry on Monday about those functional terms and a project in Health due next month. So far, I'm getting better at both relaxing and balancing these things on my head and my hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Damn, I also have a feature article due on August 3 about "Colonial Mentality". And to think I thought we wouldn't have our classes on Monday because of the State of the Nation Address. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Yesterday also was hell. Glad that it was over. We didn't have time to finish the section logo and my poster look like sh*t. (lol) ALL BECAUSE OF A STUPID COMPUTER THAT TAKES 5-10 MINUTES TO BE CLICKED AT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"Stop there and let me correct it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; It takes patience to learn something. I'm letting things go by freely these 4 years being an experienced high schooler. It took me 2 years to learn that God doesn't give me things that quickly. I don't have to blame him for my mistakes because I know it's free will at work here. I love that guy because he gave me a "new perspective" on life. I'll have to stop here and let HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; correct my mistakes. He wants us to live life from a new perspective. And I love him for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;  Reader, i may not know what I want from my perspective, but I know what I NEED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;♥Happy weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://twitter.com/danni_cj"&gt;~Cj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-5759285852024987989?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/5759285852024987989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/5759285852024987989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/5759285852024987989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-perspective.html' title='A New Perspective'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-53410892285041815</id><published>2009-07-23T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T04:33:28.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Salud'/><title type='text'>I Can feel the Pressure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;DAMN IT! GOD! I'm so tired, busy and sleepy this week. Thank God, the teachers gave less assignments this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I have an upcoming contest tomorrow, (poster making about the Nutrition Month on Adobe Photoshop Cs4) after classes, and I'm damn nervous! God.....please help me. Mina (my partner) is a bit nervous too. And who wouldn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; So, okay. Luckily, I've been able to balance things out. Despite the pressure on me, I managed to keep calm, relaxed and steady. I passed  of the quizzes set this week w/o reviewing them overnight. Cool. And got some approval ratings from some of my teachers (I don't know about tomorrow) Lucky, we have the annual mass tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; *sigh* SENIOR IS HELL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Although I just realized that Math and Physics has become easy for me. (Still, I wonder why I never understood anything from Chemistry last year.) If I listen and focus enough than writing my thoughts and feelings on a parchment (duh....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; P.E. also was embarrassing. Jazz Dance (not Just Dance by Lady GaGa people) was a bit fun but pathetic (on my opinion). Although the Pas De Bouree part was fun and the Jazz Slide. :) I also realized that Kevin Salud (a new transferree) was a GREAT dancer. Not kidding here people. He's like the class' Michael Jackson. If Kev's reading this...YOU ROCK DUDE! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I'd like to call Dr. Benzedrine now. (Guess what I'm playing now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; So that's it for tonight. Oh yeah, for those wondering, I'd like to post the lyrics for the new Panic! single called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Perspective&lt;/span&gt;":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel the salty waves come in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I feel them crash against my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; There's a haze above my TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; That changes everything I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And maybe if I continue watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I'll lose the traits that worry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can we fast-forward to go down on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Stop there and let me correct it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I wanna live a life from a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; You come along because I love your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And I'll admire your expensive taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And who cares divine intervention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I wanna be praised from a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; But leaving now would be a good idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; So catch me up on getting out of here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; But I regain repose and wonder how I ended up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Can we fast-forward to go down on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Stop there and let me correct it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I wanna live a life from a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; You come along because I love your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; and I'll admire your expensive taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And who cares divine intervention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I wanna be praised from a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; But leaving now would be a good idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; So catch me up on getting out of here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; More to the point, I need to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; How much I can come and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Other plans fell through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And put a heavy load on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I know there's no more that need be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; When I'm inching through your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Take a look around instead and watch me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Stop there and let me correct it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I wanna live a life from a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; You come along because I love your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; and I'll admire your expensive taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; And who cares divine intervention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; I wanna be praised from a new perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; But leaving now would be a good idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; So catch me up on getting out of here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; It's not fair, just let me perfect it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; 'cause seeing clear would be a bad idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; Now catch me up on getting out of here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; So catch me up I'm getting out of here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Very interesting. Can't wait for it on Tuesday...err....Wednsday here in my timeline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Goodnight and Good Day people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;CJ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/danni_cj"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://danni-cj.deviantart.com"&gt;dA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-53410892285041815?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/53410892285041815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-feel-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/53410892285041815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/53410892285041815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-feel-pressure.html' title='I Can feel the Pressure...'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-2883419887728260014</id><published>2009-07-18T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T02:26:09.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isang'/><title type='text'>Calm Before Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Good afternoon people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Today has been a very rainy yet messy day for me. First off, I got rejected at the church I was applying for, so I had to look for another one tomorrow. Damn. Then I got a 1 hour speech of how I was so "Arrogant" when I try to talk with other people. (That, I accept)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Anyway, this week has been a total major bore for me. Classes were suspended for 2 days last Tuesday due to the A (H1N1) virus. Geez, wonder if the school would close down when I tell them I have the meningitis. LOL.  Then, yesterday, classes were (again) suspended due to the storm called "Isang". I just noticed that the name "Isang" goes with my old nickname "Izza".......Woa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; So far, nothing interesting happened. My Computer had a new virus, thus I cannot type properly without getting pop-ups. So hence, I won't be able to submit the article this Monday. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Ah god. Why does everything has to go wrong?! I miss George already. :( And my friends, Alvin, Jonah, Jon-ythan and the two Spencers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Tomorrow is the start of another week of trials, challenges and frustrations. And I still wonder how I was able to cope up with these sh*ts without breaking down like Sophomore year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Happy Weekends everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Set outside my front window, this story's going somewhere..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Calm Before Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-2883419887728260014?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/2883419887728260014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/calm-before-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2883419887728260014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/2883419887728260014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/calm-before-storm.html' title='Calm Before Storm'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-7983795520695989554</id><published>2009-07-10T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:05:44.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>These things will CHANGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Dear world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I sincerely apologize for not having the time to update. I've been so busy, school activities has kept me here. I'm happy to say I got qualified as a staffer of the school paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Anyway, nothing much to say. I just finished lunch at Mcdonald's with my 2 friends and is about to head back to school after this update for a seminar about the paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Senior Year, is though least to say. I spent the last month trying to adjust, and lucky to say that it's a new start and a new opportunity to change and find a place to sit in. It's good to say also, that I have gained a new self-respect and a realization that I can stand up to my unfortunate friends who are constantly bullied in class. (Thank God, that's over) Life still has remained the same, but everything's changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Anyway, to my good online friends out there, I will start dAventures since I have my computer back (FINALLY!) It's revised, renewed and better. I haven't got time to post it but as soon as it's done, I'll post a new chapter. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Oh yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://community.livejournal.com/patd"&gt;PATD has broken up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;....sad to hear that. But things will get better. I think that it's a new change for them. I'm pretty excited for the two pairs. The Panic! and the Hillside Sessions. It's a "NEW PERSPECTIVE" for everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  So that's about it. Hope everyone's having a fantastic day out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; -Change by Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For weekly info on me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;" href="http://twitter.com/danni_cj"&gt;please click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-7983795520695989554?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/7983795520695989554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-things-will-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/7983795520695989554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/7983795520695989554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-things-will-change.html' title='These things will CHANGE'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-8126868503606124682</id><published>2009-05-14T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:49:36.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>One of these Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SgvXLKccYeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OV42YfyHyc4/s1600-h/for+kids+only!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335594770332672482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SgvXLKccYeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OV42YfyHyc4/s320/for+kids+only!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yeah. Ain't it sweet? That pic was taken like last Christmas....and I miss my aunt who tokk the picture now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Lately, I've been a mess especially in my own mind. My brain cannot focus at one thought without being interrupted by a vision of falling meteors or a huge tidal wave about to aim right at me. Ahh god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; I haven't updated much because I've been taking a month of here. But I've been adventurous lately, so I spent much of this summer vacation going out of town. Hopefully I can go back to my mother's province before school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Let's see, I've been to the famous La Mesa Dam. Yeah, I climbed 112th steps just to see a huge barren filled with water. Bo-ring but cool. As I came down those steps I kept singing "Pas De Cheval" by Panic at the Disco causing me to almost had another case of asthma.  Dad also made me go to this boat-thing, which reminded me of the music video "That Green Gentleman"...I couldn't actually enjoy that part because I keep thinking of Ryan, Jon and Spencer. I've missed them all too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; The other day my parents and us went to Tieera Purra. It's a whole private pool resort in Bulacan. It's a 2 hour drive so, i spent the whole of it sleeping and trying to clearly take my mind off of things that should not be thoUght of. Anyway, when we got there, I was pissed...I hate swimming. I never tried to, but still hated it. Anyway, my mother almsot made a scene if I hadn't changed into my shorts and shirt and dive in....so, dived I did. It took me 3 seconds to realize I have hydrophobia. Truth to be told, that was the wrost day ever. God. I'll never go back in the waters again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Other things that happened? Well, my grandfather's sister just died yesterday, and I didn't know her that much so  I felt a little guilty. Still, sad. My mom and sister went to her burial last night at St. Peter's Chapel and bought us ice cream when they got home. Mother told me how aunt Cel was smiling even though she was dead. Dad was freaked out. Ha, ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; So anyway, that's about it. I'm currently writing a new version of dAventures. And if Ryan is reading this, I had a dream of you the other night. I guess we're still classmates....i hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Brendon Urie, please stop appearing in my dreams! God. THE WORST DREAMS HAPPEN LATETLY BECAUSE YOU AND RYAN ROSS WE'RE SHOT! IN THE HEAD! MY GOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Jon's right, I should lay off caffeine.&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/6411888805630881400-8126868503606124682?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/8126868503606124682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-these-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/8126868503606124682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/8126868503606124682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-these-days.html' title='One of these Days'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SgvXLKccYeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OV42YfyHyc4/s72-c/for+kids+only!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-3848395709716515099</id><published>2009-04-11T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:38:05.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom'/><title type='text'>Things are REALLY shaping up to be PRETTY ODD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=117555902&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=117555902&amp;amp;width=1337" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/117555902/"&gt;Ahh, "prom" night&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://danni-cj.deviantart.com/"&gt;Danni-cj&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One of the most worst but best nights ever. :) I miss being a junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I had a really un-holy but fun and boring week. Without Ryan and Jon to talk to. No Spencer to help out, things are getting boring. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to the church to have my sins confessed and pay my pilmirage since it was Good Friday. So yeah, I was a loud mouth so some people got annoyed with me. A photographer, an old lady, and the priest I went to. So after saying my sins I asked him some questions about the existence of God (I have doubts) and he got pissed and told me to read more, pray more, have faith....yadayada....The most outstanding quote I'll never ever forget from him last night was "GO STUDY AND READ THEOLOGY AND PHILOSOPHY" XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome. So, I also talked to God last night. First time ever after a LONG LONG WHILE of being a "non-believer". Wow. I told him about Panic and Fall Out Boy. How I told him a lot of times about how jerky he was....and other stuff. It made me feel better, increased my faith a little, but there's still a part of me holding on to the "IS THERE REALLY A GOD?" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Catholic is confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ADVANCE EASTER SUNDAY! (and 22nd bday to Bden Urie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- C.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. The Cab! The most awesome Fueled by Ramen band I listened. Next to Panic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-3848395709716515099?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/3848395709716515099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahh-night-by-danni-cj-on-deviant-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3848395709716515099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/3848395709716515099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahh-night-by-danni-cj-on-deviant-art.html' title='Things are REALLY shaping up to be PRETTY ODD'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-1381760441083407407</id><published>2009-04-03T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:27:11.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lately rain seems to be falling from the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, last Wednesday, after having a ridiculously boring afternoon, my aunt invited us to have dinner at Dencio's below Araneta Coliseum as an after-graduation party my cousin had. So pretty much, I was pissed knowing I'M IN THE PLACE where PATD and FOB had their concerts and wasn't able to go to. Other than eating Sisig and Garlic Rice, I actually drank "beer" for the first time.....It was f*cking horrible. It was blue, and LOOKED delicious....so my mom gave me the glass...and I ended up drinking half her glass and dizzy on the way home. Other than that drink, I got a headache, and threw up 2 hours later while everyone was asleep and slept at 3 am. Just goes to show that BEER is never gonna be on my best beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay, so next week, I'll be out of town the whole week I think. Excluding Monday and Tuesday, cause I'll be at school paying my debts and shits in order to get my report card. F*ck. My family and I are going north of Manila. Or south. Not sure. Still choosing, Subic Pampanga...Tagaytay Batangas. I actually wanted to go to Bagiou cause it's coold and has a lot of haunted legends but my mom was doubtful of me cuz.........I might get into trouble. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And after Brendon Urie's bday, 10 days after that, we'll be going south to the Visayan Region to visit my dad's heritage. He already booked flights for that, so no turning back. Guess this means, I'm in the WITCH hunting season again. Heard lots of aswangs and vampire legends. :D Hope I can catch some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wow. I already started reviewing for my College exams. And Math is pure hell. F*ck these Algebra solution. I've always wondered how the hell can i love Geometry when I almost failed Algebra 2 times last last year? Tsk. I'm so weird. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Only Crazy People find love with me."&lt;br /&gt;         - Crazy People&lt;br /&gt;            The Wreckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country music is love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411888805630881400-1381760441083407407?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/1381760441083407407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/04/plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/1381760441083407407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/1381760441083407407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/04/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411888805630881400.post-4551747939117148895</id><published>2009-03-29T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:45:05.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior'/><title type='text'>Summer is just sh*t...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is just a boring day. So far, nothing awesome happened. Usual daily routines like, wake-up, chores, sleep, watch tv, sound-tripping and other stuff no one can relate to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; My younger brother just graduated from elementary but so far, he hasn't graduated from pre-school yet. I woke up late today because i had a weird dream again, something like having a normal day at my classroom when Ryan Ross and Brendon Urie of Panic at the Disco came in. So far, that was the most normal dream I had. The worst was the time when some guy shot Brendon on the head at school in front of me. Yep, weird dreams suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Summer, is just shit. I miss going to school. I'm not a nerd, I hate studying Math and Chemistry, and I certainly am a known trouble maker at Religion Class. But, I miss making jokes with my classmates, talk non-stop with my best girlfriends, "Ryan", "Jon" and "Spencer". I miss raising my "post-cards" to the other side of the room. I miss running at the front row, pass notes, make cruel jokes at the teachers and the chilly weather inside the room. Junior year flies by so fast, I didn't even think it would end that soon. This June 2009, I would start a new life, a new step and my last year of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  College entrance exams, My reviewers, that diploma, and that school I'll be entering just makes me feel like I'm a crazed up adult, where in fact I'm only 14 who hasn't even thought of getting a job yet. A fourteen year old girl, who is addicted to the deliciously grinded Nescafe coffee, who finds time to write in her blogs, who writes songs, and dreams a lot. I'd miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Dad's taking us to dinner as a graduation gift to my brother. I'll probably be dreaming again. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hoping I could visit "Ryan" tomorrow. I miss her. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everybody.&lt;br /&gt;C.j.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ordinary, pessimistic loser... &lt;/span&gt;. &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/6411888805630881400-4551747939117148895?l=dannicj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/feeds/4551747939117148895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer-is-just-sht.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4551747939117148895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411888805630881400/posts/default/4551747939117148895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannicj.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer-is-just-sht.html' title='Summer is just sh*t...'/><author><name>Carizza Janine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bOtSJv9Mh0c/SdBrHD02JEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5b1b78qv8gA/S220/private_1_ffa009b43d10c20518593300e5e3648714eea1e4a956dbccda931fc0c432626el.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
