<?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-9423294</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:24:39.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>___wannabeyoursassygirl::lebasei.1</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110337093776727699</id><published>2004-12-18T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T04:08:03.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopping to LJ</title><content type='html'>Waaaah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not going to use Blogger anymore. Haha. And I thought I'd last longer here. Seems like I was wrong. :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; na lang ako. Parang masaya naman dun eh. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want to be different so I'm going to LJ! Haha. I already made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ki-neep ko lang siya para ma-monitor yung friends ko na nasa LJ, pero ngayon.. haha.. nag-enjoy na ang bruha. ^___^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check it out!&lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/dudielebasei"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lebasei @ LiveJournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Haha. I had fun here&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; din naman&lt;/span&gt;. ^__^ With Dior Angel's layouts and stuff. But hey, I'm not ready for a website-like blog. Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dun na lang muna ako sa&lt;/span&gt; super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daling i-manage&lt;/span&gt;. Off to LJ I go! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaaaaaaahz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110337093776727699?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110337093776727699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110337093776727699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110337093776727699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110337093776727699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/hopping-to-lj.html' title='Hopping to LJ'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110293530987899782</id><published>2004-12-13T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T02:56:15.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Squares. ^__^</title><content type='html'>Haha. I'm bored, exams tomorrow, I don't have anything to share to you right now.. So here, avatars! Haha. :) I just found them. None of them's mine. Hehe. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/harry%20potter/grungeangel-icon_goddess.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/harry%20potter/yourfallenangel-icon_goddess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/harry%20potter/gwenribbon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/harry%20potter/snapeshutup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="they look super dumb. haha! ^__^" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/harry%20potter/thba833421.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/d183612b.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="oh yes i do! haha" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/cbacb988.bmp" /&gt;&lt;img alt="it's fenk! ^__^" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/1280813d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/6af3b3c36dda071c0dbc8c35b754e1655289417.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/168601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/923bbb6715074f26426b4379ec44af825253212.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/1910509.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/ae06fc9ab302d2839185c91a8c71ba462932741.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/357.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/av-13627.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/billdom18.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/97628.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="aaah! i love brown eyes. ^__^" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/lietome_ibdreamy-vi.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/lebasy/avatars%20for%20the%20xanga/smile_dreamy-vi.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110293530987899782?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110293530987899782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110293530987899782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110293530987899782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110293530987899782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/little-squares.html' title='Little Squares. ^__^'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110274205992553441</id><published>2004-12-11T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T21:15:26.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishy fight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 2px; BORDER-BOTTOM-: black 2px solidcolor:black;" valign="top" &gt;&lt;table cellpadding="10" width="210"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dudielebasei &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #0384ba"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies/loach.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weather Loach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="180"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Agility&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Strength&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stamina&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Battle Rating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Origins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dudielebasei&lt;/b&gt; was born to human parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies/fishies.php" method="post"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="battle"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="dudielebasei" name="attacker"&gt;&lt;input name="defender"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; fishy beat dudielebasei ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gremkin.com/fishies/smalllink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe! Found it on &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~amcam"&gt;Amcam&lt;/a&gt;'s LJ. Hehehe. Check it out! Come on! Let's fight! Lez go! Haha. :D Labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110274205992553441?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110274205992553441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110274205992553441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110274205992553441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110274205992553441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/fishy-fight.html' title='fishy fight!'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110273598590968287</id><published>2004-12-11T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T19:33:05.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things just make my head hurt</title><content type='html'>It's a Saturday and I'm just lying on the bed with my mom's laptop on my lap. Haha. Maybe that's why they call it a laptop. My uncle said it should be on the table, a lat surface. If so, then why don't they just call it a tabletop? But maybe that's where the desktop computer comes in. If you can't use a computer on some other surface besides the table, then what's the use of a laptop if you can just use a desktop? I mean -- a dektop's more user-riendly, it has a mouse, it takes a lot of space, yes, but it provides more stuff for the user. Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I wouldn't want to talk about a computer all day long. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like Sarah Jessica Parker. Yes, my blog's not as good as her writing, but sitting (or rather lying) here typing away while the world goes on around makes me feel like her character in Sex and the City. Haha. Awesome TV series. I snagged a few episodes and learned a lot about the sexual life of the feminine species. Actually, that TV series is far more effective than our Health class in school. Sorry to say but. Yeah. &gt;__o I admit. I've made that comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been anything that's erupted out of the blue, today. Well except for the fact that I woke up full and not hungry, unlike the usual me. Odd. I've always wanted a meal after I wake up and before I get on my morning routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing though. It's not an ordinary thing but it didn't surprise me. &lt;b&gt;My dad called.&lt;/b&gt; This morning. He's never themorning type o person. He always gets grumpy when we wake him up so we can spend some family time somewhere. That was how many years ago. Before my parents got separated we used to go to Tagaytay, go horse-back riding. Almost every weekend! I remember looking forward to weekends when I was small and days spent for reviewing for the exams haven't bothered me yet. I remember drinking buko juice right out of the coconut. I remember almost falling off a horse. I remember going to the Quezon City circle and renting a bike with my sister. Haha. Those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all grown up, I don't think I still know how to ride a bike, been centuries since I last touched a horse, let alone ride one, exams &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; coming up and mom finally shed light on one particular family problem. &lt;b&gt;My dad&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I don't really know why. All the reasons I got from her were shocking, so to speak. I was neither happy nor sad about that the fact that my dad used to do that while he was still together with my mom. I mean. He's such a -- a-- an inconsiderate... uhm.. PERSON.. To ever do such a thing. He has a family to feed, children to educate, a wife to love. And he did that?! No wonder mom's so mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we had those mother-daughter talks, they're usually held inside the car during traffic, I used to get angry at my mom for hating dad so much. After they got separated and my dad moved back to my grandmother's house in Malabon and we stayed with my grandfather (mom's side) in Blue Ridge, my dad was given permission to visit us every once and a while. He used to treat us to everything we see sa mall, buy us the food that we fancy sa restaurant. When we get home and talk to our mom about what we did, she'd tell us about spending too much money and being spoiled by our dad. My fuse would always snap at those words. Dad's being good to us, mom. Why can't you see that. Pinapapasaya lang man kami eh. Bakit ba. What's wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what she's been doing all those years. &lt;b&gt;She doesn't want us to grow up like our dad.&lt;/b&gt; He's not a bad guy, really he's not. He's a best friend kind of guy.. But honestly, I don't think he's fit enough to be a dad. I keep asking, jokingly of course, why my mom married him instead of her other boyfriend. What, ginayuma ba siya? Love potion or something? Ah whatever it is, she was tricked. It was a mistake of a lifetime. She keeps telling us everything's she's doing is for us, she loves us and she wants us to grow into mature ladies. That's what all mothers want, right? But now I wonder if she really ever regretted the day she conceived me, the day she conceived my sister. Was it worth it? Mahal ba talaga kami ni mama even before we were born to actually push through withg her pregnancy? I mean -- She could have just aborted either of us to get it all done with. No more growing up, wala nang graduation, wala nang College to take care of. Right after birth, death kagad. I wonder if that thought ever crossed her mind. You see, she's been having problems even from the start. Even before we were born. That's what she said. Then kung malabo na pala yung marriage, baket hindi mo pinigilan ang magka-anak? Do you ever regret it, mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110273598590968287?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110273598590968287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110273598590968287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110273598590968287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110273598590968287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/some-things-just-make-my-head-hurt.html' title='some things just make my head hurt'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110267772965921475</id><published>2004-12-10T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T03:22:09.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Watching</title><content type='html'>Seryoso yan, ah. That's what's written on our backboard in the classroom. We don't know who wrote it there but everytime I take a test, I keep away from temptation. See, there are three of us. Seatmates. Sometimes there're four. But anyway. We help each other sometimes when we don't know the answers to our tests. Yes, that's cheating. But ever since those words have been written, our cheating habits have weakened to a minimum. It's only going to be a matter of days before we finally stop. Hay nako. &gt;__o Time to be good. It's not fair anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School's one hectic thing. It's like -- All of the &lt;em&gt;Juniors&lt;/em&gt; of all the problems of the world are jam-packed in one chapter of our lives. High School. Four gruelling years. Many adults, even my mom, say that you learn everything you need to face the life of a young human being in HS. There are many ups and downs, yeah, but the number of both successes and experience will probably last you a lifetime. It won't be easy, your victory and your greatests moments won't come to you by themselves. People say you'd have to face them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do that. I want to face what needs facing. Ginagawa ko kasi, I wait for the moment na hindi na kaya before I do it. Hindi na pwede yun. Only now do I realize that. Not much time for gimicks. No more fooling around. I have to be serious. Last year, I knew I f*cked up big time. My Math, for one. 3rd quarter, I got a VS for my quarterly grade. VS stands for Very Satisfactory, it equals to a B or a B-. Pagdating ng 4th quarter -- Hala. I failed the subject. I got an NSH -- and that's equal to a D in our HS grading system. Ano ba. Ha. Okay ka lang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of my grades last year didn't really affect me at the beginning of my HS life. I still fooled around, big time, syempre. If not in school then maybe at home. I know na I only did my homework once sa bahay and the only reason I did that was because I had to choice. Walang internet. Walang cable sa TV. Tapos tulog na lang ako ng tulog. Might as well spend my time sa studies ko. My God, that's the only time na sinabi ko a sarili ko yun. And what, ending na ng 3rd Quarter! 3/4 of my Freshman year has already passed, gone, away, bye bye na. At wala pa akong ginagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all sunk in to me na when I read my friends' blogs. They sounded serious. Actually they are serious. Their studies, their standings sa school. They're two of the smartest people I know. Haha. Yes. Two posts that affected me concerning the academics. And this other one, siya yung isa sa mga pinaka laid-back at cool people na alam ko. They're all affected by the school, the students in it, their social lives and what those do to their personal lives. Ano ba yan. They're starting to peel away their old skins and they're starting to grow new coating. Kung dati Jap paper, ngayon maid of leather. I know this is kinda sentimental.. Pero they're beginning to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being left behind. I just realized that. I need to straighten out my life! Ano ba! Wala na after this. It's either you fail or you gain. No in-between paths. It's either up or down. Nasa elevtor ako ngayon. The bellhop's asking for my floor. It's either the Penthouse or the Basement. I don't know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110267772965921475?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110267772965921475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110267772965921475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110267772965921475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110267772965921475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/god-is-watching.html' title='God is Watching'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110258463245734558</id><published>2004-12-09T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T01:30:32.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are next week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Third Quarterly Exams!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our deaths are due on Tuesday. Haha. The whole High School department! Last minute tests before Christmas Vacation. Haha. Ultimate torture, isn't it? Well, look at the bright side, at least we wouldn't have to take our super long tests after Christmas.. That way, we wouldn't have to review and cram all the way through &lt;em&gt;Noche Buena &lt;/em&gt;and New Year's Eve. Haha. ^__^ Little miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rai came over yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I don't think you know her. ^__^ Haha. She's my girlfriend (as in close friend &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt;  girl) in the neighbourhood &lt;em&gt;dati&lt;/em&gt;. Well in my last neighbourhood. We were neighbours back in Xavierville, when I still lived there. We moved back in at Blue Ridge last March. It's been &lt;em&gt;boring &lt;/em&gt;months since I last saw her, and, I admit that I really missed her companionship and her natural sense of humor. Haha. She used to sleepover at my house even though she actually lived next door &lt;em&gt;lang. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. &lt;em&gt;Desperado ako magka-sleepover.&lt;/em&gt;  Nyahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eeee. Test tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a test in Filipino tomorrow! And speaking of Filipino.. We had this presentation earlier. Haha. We didn't get the highest score but we passed! And that rarely happens. Our Filipino teacher's the Subject Supervisor and she's one strict momma. Eeeeek. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110258463245734558?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110258463245734558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110258463245734558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110258463245734558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110258463245734558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/exams-are-next-week.html' title='Exams are next week!'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110240889756559098</id><published>2004-12-07T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T00:41:37.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Classes (Again) Tomorrow! Yippee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wahoooo! No classes tomorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Dec. 8, Our Lady of the Immaculate Concepcion day (?). Hehehe. That's why we don't have classes. Our school patron's Mama Mary and it's a Catholic school thing so we're honoring her feast day. Yehey! Another free day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo! I didn't have to make a speech!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, along with 5 others didn't present today. We won't present on Thursday, either, like the rest of the class. Why? One is because me and KC (my fellow non-speecher), we had this group work for C.L. (Christian Living). It's a video presentation and we really had to work on it. We didn't have a choice but to attend Tuesday night, there was no other time slot we'd both be available on. Because of that, we weren't able to prepare last night. Hehehe. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher said it was a lame excuse, "Sorry to say," she says. In front of the whole class, too! Hehehe. But it's true naman eh. &gt;.o Wah! I'm guilty. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still have a cold! *sniff sniff*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I'd be having this cold until the day I die. Waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ngo-ngo ako forever! Ehehehehehe.ü&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110240889756559098?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110240889756559098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110240889756559098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110240889756559098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110240889756559098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-classes-again-tomorrow-yippee.html' title='No Classes (Again) Tomorrow! Yippee!'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110233469704268035</id><published>2004-12-06T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T04:04:57.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaah! No more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No more school! No mooooore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have this Speech thing in English. We have to do it on the spot! No memorizing.. Or, at least, if you're going to memorize it, you shouldn't make it seem like you did. Noo. I can't memorize! Nooo! I just got home from a friend's house. We had to do this project for C.L. (Christian Living). It wasn't that successful but it's okay. Hehehe. We did some work done anyway. But noooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up tomorrow. My friend, &lt;a href="http://iamsomebuddy.blogdrive.com"&gt;Loreen&lt;/a&gt; told me that I should do it tomorrow.. So that we wouldn't have to worry about making a Speech during the Quarterly Exams. She's right.. In a lot of ways, and I agree. But what the hell have I gotten myself into? :( Noooo! I'm dead. X___x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIP: Dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You died because you rushed. Too bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110233469704268035?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110233469704268035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110233469704268035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110233469704268035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110233469704268035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/waaah-no-more.html' title='Waaah! No more!'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110212042908470074</id><published>2004-12-04T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T22:07:54.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typhoon is out, [edit]long weekend's in![/edit]</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Hearts in Atlantis - Stephen King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Karma - Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Bridget Jones' Diary 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We watched the Bridget Jones' Diary 2: The Edge of Reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe. It was yesterday. My sister and my mom finally persuaded me to go with them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Metro: Market! Market! sa Fort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's so cool! i'st one giant building with 5 floors and sooo maaany branded shops. We ate Snow Cones, looked at all the bargain stuff up for grabs. &lt;em&gt;Ang dami! &lt;/em&gt;As&lt;em&gt; in!&lt;/em&gt; Most of them were expensive but I was tempted to buy this bear that says, "Your friendship changed my life." I thought about giving them to my 'kada mates. Hehehe. But the price? Hell. 150! Hehehe. I don't have enough money to buy the same stuff toy for each. Hehehehe. &lt;em&gt;Iba na lang. Sana mas senti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopeless case of a kuripot nako!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sniff sniff* Achoooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grrr! May pasok pala sa Monday! Bwisit! I was looking at the wrong calendar!! Raawwwwwrrr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110212042908470074?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110212042908470074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110212042908470074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110212042908470074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110212042908470074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/typhoon-is-out-editlong-weekends.html' title='Typhoon is out, [edit]long weekend&apos;s in![/edit]'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110204839312216490</id><published>2004-12-02T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T20:36:07.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogger: The Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No classes yesterday, no clases today, no classes on Monday, no classes on Tuesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit. What's this, a semestral break? hehehe. Well it's better than our last semestral break. At least this time, there's action, it's not God-damningly hot and plus! uhm.. well there's no plus. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;Period na dapat yan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom wants us to go to Market Market today. My sister wants to go to Robinson's East. I want to stay home and snuggle up with the internet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices choices. Hehehe. Of course I'll go with my option. It's mine! And besides, I'm too lazy to go anywhere else today. It's not sunny (not yet), I'm comfortable here, there's an electric fan there, only a few steps towards the kitchen (refrigerator) and wahlah! Me as a couch potato. &lt;em&gt;Meh. Nakakatamad. Noh ba yan. Kakagaling lang natin sa kalamidad gusto na nilang lumabas.&lt;/em&gt; Nyahahaha. &lt;em&gt;Morals ba.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Seventh Level of Hell!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 5px; FONT: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="FONT: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #220033"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #4466dd; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #110022"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #4466dd; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #220011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #aa33aa; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #330011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #ff1133; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #440011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #4466dd; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #550011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #ff1133; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #660011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #3344bb; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #770011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #ff1133; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #880011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #aa33aa; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="COLOR: #eeeeee; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #990011"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff3344; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #4466dd; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's" Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I belong to the 7th circle of hell! Is that good or bad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither. Because it's evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hisssss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110204839312216490?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110204839312216490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110204839312216490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110204839312216490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110204839312216490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-to-blogger-sequel.html' title='Back to Blogger: The Sequel'/><author><name>ysabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02571124809107548427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9423294.post-110197371576967456</id><published>2004-12-01T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T23:53:19.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back at Blogspot! Rawr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hehehe. I'm here again&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But of course I'm blogging under a different blogging name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mistletoe Kisses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyack. What possessed me to use that nickname?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna be your sassy girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/vehvih"&gt;Bebe&lt;/a&gt;'s very influencial. Hehe. Why? Well that's because, when she was still here, she loved that Asian movie. Sassy Girl. I don't know why. Hehehe. I think it led her to tears or something like that. Since I'm going to have to outgrow my sporty(fine, tomboyish) side of me, I decided to use that as my title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senti ba naman. So symbolic. Hehe. Korny ka ba.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I am again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to having only one post. Waaah. After more than a hundred days using Xanga I've finally gotten tired of it. My &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/doode_lebasy"&gt;Lebasy&lt;/a&gt; Xanga page has finally gotten boring. But I shall remember my Xangan days, the friendships and comment boxes formed, along with the layouts that grew on me, irritated me, and finally bored me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird ka ba. Nyahahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9423294-110197371576967456?l=mistletoekisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/feeds/110197371576967456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9423294&amp;postID=110197371576967456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110197371576967456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9423294/posts/default/110197371576967456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistletoekisses.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-back-at-blogspot-rawr.html' title='I&apos;m back at Blogspot! 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