<?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-6999505596791818778</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:57:55.791-07:00</updated><category term='smarts'/><category term='childish'/><category term='bonding'/><category term='sad'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='personality quiz'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='care'/><category term='art'/><category term='good friday'/><category term='happy'/><category term='school'/><category term='blog'/><category term='heart'/><category term='bondind'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='movie'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='job'/><category term='sweets'/><category term='summer break'/><category term='hard'/><category term='TV show'/><category term='color'/><category term='Love'/><category term='family'/><category term='anime'/><category term='summer activities'/><category term='hot'/><category term='brainy'/><category term='annoying'/><title type='text'>candy heart</title><subtitle type='html'>.For certified Total Girls only, a certified Candy heart.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-7432933982359716005</id><published>2008-04-04T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:25:55.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy tree friend-ship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;rawing and painting are one of my passion. Like Erine, she also loves doing some artworks. As I chatted with her. I asked her about this. I asked her too if shes like joining some art contests. She said a straight  "No" She said that she might lose the contest. But I tried to cheer her up, and turn our conversation into a bright side. I believed that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love and imagination can change the world." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do it  because you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love" &lt;/span&gt;it not for a price. When I was just a 4th grader  I started to join one, but I lose, but theres no reason to get disappointed so I when I became a 5th grader I believed to the power of my imagination. And guess what? Me and my partner WON the first price! Until now I'm in highschool I still wanted to join some art contests. I want to cheer for Erine. So I decided to  made an artwork and the theme is "cheer up Erine!" So I told Erine to stay and wait for a while. ( Shes busy editing her blog so I've got a chance to make those artwork for a minute.) As I finished my artwork, I scanned it and save it in our computer. And send the artwork to her. When she opened it she liked it so much. I'm so glad she liked it! So join in the contests because you really L-O-V-E it N-O-T for the P-R-I-C-E. Love your talent and believe on it. And I'm sure that your talent will love you in return. phew! It was so hot here! summer break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here!&lt;br /&gt;♥Lara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6999505596791818778-7432933982359716005?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/7432933982359716005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/7432933982359716005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-tree-friend-ship.html' title='Happy tree friend-ship'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-5016958852364435730</id><published>2008-04-02T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:13:23.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bondind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV show'/><title type='text'>Summer breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;osh! It was soo hot! waa! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang init na ng panahon sobra almost 34c' na! &lt;/span&gt;But I smelled the summer breeze anywhere. I wonder what are the things that my classmates doing right now? I miss some of them but some are not. I miss my classmate's annoying voice when at class I was answering the quiz. Anyway I hope we could see each other again this school year. We me luck for that! I wish they're doing great right now. I wish I could go in a cool aired place. Anyway, my summer is doing well. I like watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hana Kimi (Taiwan) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at our house. I like the cool and hot episodes of that show. It was soo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And I think that the girl there is kinda crazy because she changed her identity and entered the school for boys and she is disguising to be a boy. Kinda freaky huh? But I like that show so much! I will try to watch it every day! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-5016958852364435730?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5016958852364435730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5016958852364435730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer-breeze.html' title='Summer breeze'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-2035279476370541548</id><published>2008-04-02T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:03:21.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smarts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brainy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality quiz'/><title type='text'>Are you a braniac?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're a Part Time Brainiac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouabrainiacquiz/brainiac-2.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No doubt about it, you have the potential for big brain power. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But potential doesn't get you to genius. It's going to take some work.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Like most smart people, you enjoy a good intellectual challenge every now and then.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But you do tend to shy away from anything difficult, frustrating, or complex.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Push yourself to think, learn, and explore more... even when it feels bad.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You have the capacity to solve amazingly difficult problems. You just need to let yourself do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouabrainiacquiz/"&gt;Are You a Brainiac?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-2035279476370541548?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/2035279476370541548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/2035279476370541548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-you-braniac.html' title='Are you a braniac?'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-1679481037776836917</id><published>2008-04-02T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:56:52.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality quiz'/><title type='text'>A personality quiz: What heart do you have?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-1679481037776836917?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/1679481037776836917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/1679481037776836917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/04/personality-quiz-what-heart-do-you-have.html' title='A personality quiz: What heart do you have?'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-5208470706385173738</id><published>2008-03-28T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:52:53.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Recognition day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;arch 28,2008. Our recognition day. I'm happy about it! Because I'm the third placer. The teachers congratulate us. ( Shiela and Krizia ) My Aunt said it was really a good job. The school's stage was decorated with some white cloths. After the program. Me and my dad go to mall to buy a book. Well I bought a magazine called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Well I think this is the very last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye. Thats all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Lara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&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/6999505596791818778-5208470706385173738?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5208470706385173738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5208470706385173738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/recognition-day.html' title='Recognition day'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-6616420693517144792</id><published>2008-03-28T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:47:39.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Lost Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ast night ( night before the recognition ). I enjoyed watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PBB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teen edition PLUS! &lt;/span&gt;even if it's already passed bed time. I have no worries for that recognition, is it because it will start at 9 in the morning. Until when I was tired and I wanna go to bed. I brushed my hair and fix my bed. and go grab my favorite plush rabbit. But wait.. my plush rabbit is GONE?! Waahh! It made me feel so sad and cry. Because that plush rabbit is with me since I was 1 year old. It has a sentimental value to me. I can't go to sleep when my plush toy is not with me! I thought. I search for it anywhere. But no sign of that plush toy. So I have no choice but sleep without that. My plush toy where are you? Why did you left me? I felt so lonely. I thought. That time it was hard for to get sleep. Putol-putol pa yung pag tulog ko. It was already 4 am, The phone rang(but I get only a short nap) And hindi ako nakatulog. It was already 6 am when I'm still searching for that plush toy. But I found it under my bed. I was so happy and I have a nice sleep after that.&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/6999505596791818778-6616420693517144792?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/6616420693517144792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/6616420693517144792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_28.html' title='The Lost Bunny'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-5513515846379414187</id><published>2008-03-26T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T03:59:54.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Farewell my dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;arch 27,2008. It was our closing party. Farewell to those strict teachers, farewell to evil subject ( oh man! specially my most hated subject! Math) Farewell classmates. And most of all Farewell friends. We had a good time with our adviser. We also played some funny games. Me and my classmate exchanged some cards too. It was lonely when one of  close friends will transfer at a new school. Oh my.. At the same time our teacher announced to us if who are those TOP 10 pupils at our class. And I made it! I'm the 3rd! I'm so happy. And to all of the TOP 10 pupils, congratulations to all of you! Good luck to all of you and I hope next school year, I wished that I could have higher grades. My adviser gave me a rubix cube key chain. And I was playing it before I go home! I'm so angry at my school service! He left me in school and never come back! So I have to ride in the jeepney and cross the road! It was my 2nd time crossing the scary road! Aw man! I thought I'm gonna die! ( just joking! ☺) Well tomorrow is our recognition day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;to my classmates and dearest friends who're transferring at new school&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you! Just get in touch okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;♥Lara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-5513515846379414187?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5513515846379414187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5513515846379414187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/farewell-my-dear.html' title='Farewell my dear'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-900205117584126302</id><published>2008-03-26T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:03:02.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><title type='text'>Clearance-out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;arch 26,2008&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. It was our day to get our clearance from our adviser (also the day of back to school. But no worries, its just getting the clearance). Phew! Man! that was tough! Convincing some teachers to sign here. At the same time the non-top students are taking their exam. It was their last day of exam. While us ( top-students ) still pleasing the teachers, "Teacher! Please sign here!" "Later please! I'm so BUSY!".. Oh Man?! It took us a lot of time to get that clearance signed by teachers.." It was quarter to 2pm when our clearance are in half (of signs) so we decided that we should go to Marimart ( a shop of groceries near at our school ) At the same time it was also the time for our other (non-top) classmates to go home. So they join us. Its like a friendship bonding! you know?! haha! When we are inside the shop. I point on those sanitary napkins and ask my girl classmate about those. We laugh at it because of that things. As we go home. We said goodbye to each other as well. And took a ride on the jeepney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-900205117584126302?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/900205117584126302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/900205117584126302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/clearance-out.html' title='Clearance-out'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-4832553161790367033</id><published>2008-03-24T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:04:03.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Its so hot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii74/sakurastar/Sakura_TRC_CCS_by_Danime_chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii74/sakurastar/Sakura_TRC_CCS_by_Danime_chan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;hew! So sizzling! In our place it was so hot! I can't stand it now! The electric fan is in front of me and it was mode no.3! Oh my.. I wish Philippines is a snowy type of country. Too bad its tropical country! I wish theres a snow here. Its so hot. Its summer right now and my neighborhood friends can't stop bothering me! I was so mad to ( Lets keep her real name for her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt;. Lets call her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;.) Well due to hot temperature here. I can't believe that I'm having a headache. When I asked my mom for medicine. She said look at the medicine box, but unfortunately no medicine found on that medicine box. So I have to go to a near store to buy some. Then I saw May. But I actually didn't see her waving to me or saying hi, I really didn't notice her calling me. So I as was on my way to the store to buy some medicine I saw May with my other playmate. ( lets call my other playmate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;.)  So when I called there name ''May, Joy."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Joy whispered "Uy, May pansinin na natin!" ( May, We shouldn't ignore Lara) Then Joy said "Hi Lara!" I noticed that May is kinda mad or something.. Oh! If May only knows! She looked like scary evil witch ( ggrr... sometimes May is kind girl but sometimes shes so mean!) Hmp!&lt;br /&gt;After that situation I said goodbye to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;arch 25, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The temperature is still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT. &lt;/span&gt;And I decided Its a movie marathon! I watched Cardcaptor Sakura2:the sealed card and Highschool musical 2. Aw! Too bad when I watched Highschool musical2 the disc is kinda ERROR, or something ( tumatalon yung Disc! ). Specially When &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Troy and Gabriella are going to kiss! and the part of Miley Cyrus appeared on the TV. Aww. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That was too mean! aww... Well for now I'm going to do my summer duties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥M&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ake the comics that I promised to Kristhel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥G&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o chat online with Daint and Erine.. ( just joking )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥ D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o some house-chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;heck my BLOG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥ R&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ead some NOVELS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-4832553161790367033?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/4832553161790367033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/4832553161790367033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-so-hot.html' title='Its so hot!'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-3943325560678999383</id><published>2008-03-23T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:45:46.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Anime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c4J78jbnI/AAAAAAAAABk/fFTilwKcmBk/s1600-h/mikan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c4J78jbnI/AAAAAAAAABk/fFTilwKcmBk/s400/mikan3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181171639674695282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c4A78jbmI/AAAAAAAAABc/PWeI9REkDbY/s1600-h/CardcaptorSakuraMovie2TheSealedCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c4A78jbmI/AAAAAAAAABc/PWeI9REkDbY/s400/CardcaptorSakuraMovie2TheSealedCard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181171485055872610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c3478jblI/AAAAAAAAABU/sUN3hya-ZnU/s1600-h/0b52b597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c3478jblI/AAAAAAAAABU/sUN3hya-ZnU/s400/0b52b597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181171347616919122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;rue that I like Gakuen Alice and Cardcaptor Sakura. I like the character of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Mikan Sakura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;in Gakuen Alice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sakura Kinomoto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;in Cardcaptor Sakura. I liked them because of their never ending &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;cheerfulness and they never loses their hope. Instead of giving up they believe on their selves and try to find anyway how to make other people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sakura's invicible spell &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I will be definitely alright!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mikan believe to her grand father's last word before she left the house in their province. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;" Never stop reaching your goals! And find it! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;( Guys, its not the exact words that Mikan's grandpa said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's the reasons why I love watching them on TV even the internet. They are soo &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;KAWAII!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-3943325560678999383?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/3943325560678999383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/3943325560678999383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/anime.html' title='Anime'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-c4J78jbnI/AAAAAAAAABk/fFTilwKcmBk/s72-c/mikan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-2103783857426265372</id><published>2008-03-23T22:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:05:59.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality quiz'/><title type='text'>personality quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Strawberry Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/strawberry-cake.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh, sassy, and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total flirt, who never would turn down a sugary treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally you're a bit moody - but you usually stay sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-2103783857426265372?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/2103783857426265372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/2103783857426265372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/personality-quiz.html' title='personality quiz'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-3474960401648033932</id><published>2008-03-23T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:05:01.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard'/><title type='text'>Hard-workers</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Nail Polish Color is Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/purple.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you're unique: You are artistic and expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your style rocks: You pay special attention to color and fabrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this color says about you: "I'm creative and know how to take care of myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Nail Polish Best Fits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;esterday March 23, 2008. We celebrate Easter Sunday by going to church and eat lunch in a restaurant. After we attended the mass. We go malling. My mom go at the department store. While me and my dad and bro, go to the bookstore to buy some bond paper and my favorite book and magazine. While my dad saw some interesting book about the "illness that each people don't want to get". We and my mom will meet on a bakeshop near on a lady's boutique  after we buy the book. So we immediately came to the bakeshop that mom said we will meet. Mom bought a banana loaf ( banana crunch ) and some delicious pastries like ensaymada and mamon. I remember the delicious Korean cake I used to eat when I smelled  some deliciously pastry. Then I saw it was coming from the Korean cake bakeshop ( which I used to eat ). Me and my Mom bought one box for the deliciously smelled cake. As we reach our way home I remembered that our DSL was so very slow. And as me and my bro call the customer hotline (so the said hotline can  do something about our concern ) said that a technician will come to our house and check the modem tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;March 24,2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; the said technician came to our house to check our modem. So will the technician is checking our modem. The other one was been interviewed by my Dad. "Mag kano sweldo nyo?" (How much is your salary?) the technician said "P250.00 po, sir. Pero siya P300.00" ( my salary is P 250.00, Sir.While he's salary is P300.00 ) the Technician said. "P250.00 lang? Ang baba naman ng sweldo nyo! Hirap pa ng trabaho nyo, aakya pa sa poste" ( What?! P250.00 only? Your salary is too low! Then you're gonna climb to the post just to check the line of wires!) I said. "Ganun talaga, kaya ikaw anak wag kang gastos ng gastos. Mahirap atang maghanap buhay!" ( So be wise on spending on your money, because its hard to find a part time job. ) Dad said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I will try not to spend my money on things that I don't need. Like the technicians who visited our house they looked so poor ( naaawa ako because of there small salary.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-3474960401648033932?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/3474960401648033932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/3474960401648033932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/hard-workers.html' title='Hard-workers'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-8462266967957741520</id><published>2008-03-22T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:45:46.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A kind-heart friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-TM1L8jbiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9_MSClOXAGI/s1600-h/tg+pals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-TM1L8jbiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9_MSClOXAGI/s400/tg+pals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180490685494816290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;t was Good Friday, March 22,2008.&lt;br /&gt;When me and my TG board friends go chat in the net.&lt;br /&gt;We go both together in a blogging site.&lt;br /&gt;And make our own blogs and shared our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But our friendship was started in a forum.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time in joining a forum which made for girls.&lt;br /&gt;When a girl named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erine &lt;/span&gt;PM me with "hi my name is Erine, care to&lt;br /&gt;be friends?" I replied "Of course Erine why not? By the way my&lt;br /&gt;name is Lara, nice to meet you Erine!&lt;br /&gt;The next day as I post in different threads.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed many girls at my age. Then I saw the thread&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dainty&lt;/span&gt;, and post some messages there.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she is serious type of girl; but I was totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;She is a very kind person. The days are passed.&lt;br /&gt;And I became friends with them, we added each other's&lt;br /&gt;in our space (sites) in the web.&lt;br /&gt;We get close to each others just like we're &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;soul sistahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I can't imagine that I could meet and be close to them&lt;br /&gt;became their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;besties &lt;/span&gt;too. I'm so happy for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;•To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dainty &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erine&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we get along, and may you have a great summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;To my close friends, besties(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Collyne, Kristine,&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, Maienne, Ate Kezia, Ate Din&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;br /&gt;cousins( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Krizia, Aira&lt;/span&gt;), friends and groups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished that may you have a great summer too.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud, so lucky that I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;☺ LoveALot&lt;br /&gt;A kind-hearted friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-8462266967957741520?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/8462266967957741520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/8462266967957741520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/kind-heart-friends_22.html' title='A kind-heart friends'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-TM1L8jbiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9_MSClOXAGI/s72-c/tg+pals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999505596791818778.post-5500127982931880551</id><published>2008-03-20T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:45:46.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-Njq78jbeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OJPfVUZxjvI/s1600-h/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-Njq78jbeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OJPfVUZxjvI/s320/black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180093585703529954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;always saw you wearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;whats up with that color..&lt;br /&gt;Is there something with black?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;does it makes you feel happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't understand why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you love black..&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean that I hate black.&lt;br /&gt;But theres some wearies that&lt;br /&gt;I believed that black is a sad kind&lt;br /&gt;of color.. When I see you wearing&lt;br /&gt;black.. I feel very conscious..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that you&lt;br /&gt;care for me..&lt;br /&gt;But I might get sad..&lt;br /&gt;Because I also care&lt;br /&gt;for you. I don't&lt;br /&gt;even get what is the&lt;br /&gt;real meaning of that color for you..&lt;br /&gt;I will try to find out what&lt;br /&gt;is the meaning of that&lt;br /&gt;color for you..&lt;br /&gt;Coz' you know.. I really care for you&lt;br /&gt;I want to find what is&lt;br /&gt;black all about..&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999505596791818778-5500127982931880551?l=laraheartstrings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5500127982931880551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999505596791818778/posts/default/5500127982931880551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laraheartstrings.blogspot.com/2008/03/black.html' title='Black'/><author><name>Lara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02135134445394511097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-NVwb8jbcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u3P8bHTIPjA/S220/sakura1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4hJEaNWCcmE/R-Njq78jbeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OJPfVUZxjvI/s72-c/black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
