<?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-581402460338751752</id><updated>2011-10-10T20:05:19.692-04:00</updated><category term='louisa'/><category term='icons'/><category term='photography'/><category term='out and about'/><title type='text'>Your skin and bones.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3133816447247024476</id><published>2011-05-09T21:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:00:17.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5206/5331905690_77d5e6595a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5206/5331905690_77d5e6595a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't written anything on this blog for years. Nothing interesting has been happening, really. I'm thinking of turning this blog into a photography portfolio or something. I've been actually bringing my camera everyday but haven't taken a single picture. I've been having very little inspiration these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irrelevant to what was I saying, have you guys watched Fast 5? A lot of my friends told me it was a movie to watch. I'll be watching it tomorrow. I'm very excited!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3133816447247024476?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3133816447247024476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3133816447247024476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3133816447247024476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3133816447247024476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-havent-written-anything-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5206/5331905690_77d5e6595a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6706478210780490307</id><published>2010-11-28T20:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:52:47.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allo! Yesterday, my mother and I went to shop for my father. After shopping for clothes, we decided to grab a bite. When we got out of the restaurant, a stranger talked to me and told me I was beautiful. I didn't get kilig, for your information, but it felt nice, perhaps because I was never told that before. It was just so overwhelming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6706478210780490307?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6706478210780490307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6706478210780490307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6706478210780490307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6706478210780490307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/11/allo-yesterday-my-mother-and-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-84520081491806622</id><published>2010-11-02T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T20:52:01.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The fact that I haven't talked to you in years kills me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-84520081491806622?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/84520081491806622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=84520081491806622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/84520081491806622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/84520081491806622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/11/fact-that-i-havent-talked-to-you-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3282437201172588159</id><published>2010-08-05T09:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:30:29.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveyou &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;:oooo who is this? if it's Earvin, then I love you too! x')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3282437201172588159?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3282437201172588159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3282437201172588159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3282437201172588159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3282437201172588159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/08/iloveyou.html' title='iloveyou &amp;lt;3'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3169871120302732817</id><published>2010-08-03T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:24:23.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's your favorite place to buy clothes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Urban Outfitters. I super love the branded tshirts they sell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3169871120302732817?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3169871120302732817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3169871120302732817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3169871120302732817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3169871120302732817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-your-favorite-place-to-buy.html' title='Where&amp;#39;s your favorite place to buy clothes?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7725502371344914500</id><published>2010-07-08T19:23:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:30:43.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4775193479_7f0b9d7f08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4775193479_7f0b9d7f08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't really know what to talk about. I just feel like I had to post something here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a week since vacation started and I'm still unemployed. I can care less though. Honestly, I'd prefer to stay home 'cause it's freaking hot outside. I'd perspire too much. I haven't gotten enough sleep too cause I ain't got no aircon in my room. We be poor. Haha. My friends invited me to watch Eclipse tomorrow, I don't really know if I'm going. BUT, if they invited me to watch Avatar, I'd go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh.. what else? I don't really know. I promise I'll talk to you about something on my next post. And oh, visit my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bedroomtalkx/"&gt;flickr site&lt;/a&gt;? or perhaps, &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla"&gt;ask me&lt;/a&gt; something? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new layout too. I didn't do a major thing, but I'd like you to tell me what do you think about it. I know, I know, I ask too much. Muchas Gracias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7725502371344914500?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7725502371344914500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7725502371344914500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7725502371344914500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7725502371344914500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-really-know-what-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4775193479_7f0b9d7f08_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-59166057063478467</id><published>2010-06-25T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:11:00.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nouvelle.</title><content type='html'>I got my result for the exam that I took last week. It was a french exam. I wouldn't say that I did really well, but I don't think I had fucked it up. Actually, I didn't fuck it up because I'm now in my third year of french. I'm happy about it, but I would be happier if they classed me in the fourth year. Nahh, I'm just kidding. Of course I'm contented and happy. I don't deserve to be classed higher than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-59166057063478467?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/59166057063478467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=59166057063478467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/59166057063478467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/59166057063478467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/06/nouvelle.html' title='nouvelle.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3374322745939451878</id><published>2010-06-21T15:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:24:16.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1355/4722003412_d352b40c41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1355/4722003412_d352b40c41.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture sucks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I haven't published any decent post. I haven't captured any interesting picture too. I wish I were born creative or learned to be creative. It's possible, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really go to school now. I mean, I do but I just stay there for like, 2 periods then I go home. It's just not entertaining anymore. Everyday, I go in my room only to find out that we're only four or less who actually bothered to go to school. Like today, we were only four. For the first two periods, we were in the computer room. We did nothing in there. My teacher let us do what we wanted to do. After the first two periods, I wanted to leave but I waited for my boyfriend to finish what he was doing. For the next two periods, we just practiced for a play this wednesday. I couldn't take the boredom anymore so I asked my teacher if I could leave. She asked me to stay for the last practice for the day and I did. I had no choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacation's just a week away and I still haven't applied for a job. A part of me wants to work and another part of me doesn't. I guess, I'm just afraid to mess up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3374322745939451878?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3374322745939451878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3374322745939451878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3374322745939451878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3374322745939451878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-picture-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1355/4722003412_d352b40c41_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6134238996266845535</id><published>2010-06-18T19:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:12:15.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louisa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1291/4712463375_8b154176e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1291/4712463375_8b154176e0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovely day today. The weather was so agreeable. My friends and I went to Vieux-Port. We were eating ice cream whilst strolling around. After, we went to my friend's house. We watched a movie and ate pizzas. I wish I wore slippers today though. I really wanted to soak my feet in the water.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacation, I'm waiting for you. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6134238996266845535?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6134238996266845535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6134238996266845535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6134238996266845535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6134238996266845535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/06/lovely-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1291/4712463375_8b154176e0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7142207693836942119</id><published>2010-06-17T06:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:51:58.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>im not going to ask anything. i just want  to post stuff XD peace &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;haha. let me guess. this is cheska, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7142207693836942119?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7142207693836942119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7142207693836942119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7142207693836942119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7142207693836942119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-going-to-ask-anything-i-just.html' title='im not going to ask anything. i just want  to post stuff XD peace &amp;lt;3'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7294670093043250790</id><published>2010-06-17T06:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:51:29.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you like candies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Uhhh, I like Nerds..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7294670093043250790?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7294670093043250790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7294670093043250790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7294670093043250790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7294670093043250790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-like-candies.html' title='you like candies?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4786792187481761876</id><published>2010-06-17T06:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:50:18.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>are you really a pirate? i'm scared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I was a robot but my friend told me that being a pirate was cooler so yea. don't worry, i'm a nice pirate 'cause i won't make you walk the plank. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4786792187481761876?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4786792187481761876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4786792187481761876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4786792187481761876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4786792187481761876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-really-pirate-i-scared.html' title='are you really a pirate? i&amp;#39;m scared.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7320184426631093402</id><published>2010-05-24T20:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:41:08.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you get your pictures to look a certain way? I kind of like it. What action do you use?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don't really know cause I use different actions. The actions I use were from deviantart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7320184426631093402?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7320184426631093402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7320184426631093402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7320184426631093402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7320184426631093402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-get-your-pictures-to-look_24.html' title='How do you get your pictures to look a certain way? I kind of like it. What action do you use?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2274549435363188407</id><published>2010-05-24T20:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:40:32.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you get your pictures to look a certain way? I kind of like it. What action do you use?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don't really know cause I use different actions. The actions I use were from deviantart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2274549435363188407?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2274549435363188407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2274549435363188407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2274549435363188407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2274549435363188407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-get-your-pictures-to-look.html' title='How do you get your pictures to look a certain way? I kind of like it. What action do you use?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-9118703408152727966</id><published>2010-05-22T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T11:27:51.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that www.imdbvip.com was voted as the best website to watch movies online?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Okayyy? This is bizarre. O.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-9118703408152727966?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/9118703408152727966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=9118703408152727966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/9118703408152727966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/9118703408152727966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/did-you-know-that-wwwimdbvipcom-was.html' title='Did you know that www.imdbvip.com was voted as the best website to watch movies online?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4972448582650062581</id><published>2010-05-17T14:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:18:46.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/louisarabla"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/louisarabla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4972448582650062581?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4972448582650062581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4972448582650062581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4972448582650062581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4972448582650062581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5644190352619643396</id><published>2010-05-17T13:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:46:18.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louisa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4613769006_f837584b25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4613769006_f837584b25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starbucks, park, mcdonalds, my boyfriend's band practice. I was exhausted when I got home. And oh, thank you for your compliments about my photos. I really really really appreciate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hands are unmoisturized, js.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5644190352619643396?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5644190352619643396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5644190352619643396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5644190352619643396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5644190352619643396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/starbucks-park-mcdonalds-my-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4613769006_f837584b25_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5954742900916734425</id><published>2010-05-15T21:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:20:03.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>do u have a boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I dooooo. &amp;lt;3 May I know who's this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/louisarabla"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5954742900916734425?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5954742900916734425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5954742900916734425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5954742900916734425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5954742900916734425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-u-have-boyfriend.html' title='do u have a boyfriend?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7711207400263319579</id><published>2010-05-15T19:17:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:46:32.921-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louisa'/><title type='text'>California Gurls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1292/4609494775_ed99aef7db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1292/4609494775_ed99aef7db.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katy Perry is amazing. PERIOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7711207400263319579?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7711207400263319579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7711207400263319579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7711207400263319579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7711207400263319579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/california-gurls.html' title='California Gurls'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1292/4609494775_ed99aef7db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-564126949661779817</id><published>2010-05-01T08:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:46:46.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louisa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4567364747_7cb1a8f378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4567364747_7cb1a8f378.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sick. I couldn't sleep well last night because my throat fucking hurts. I had lemon tea last night and it kind of helped me. I fell asleep and woke up really early today. I made myself a cup of tea again, but it didn't help. I gargled salt water and didn't help also. My father made me lemon juice and it didn't help too. And now, I'm sucking on some garlic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-564126949661779817?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/564126949661779817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=564126949661779817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/564126949661779817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/564126949661779817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4567364747_7cb1a8f378_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5333854949383579987</id><published>2010-04-28T17:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:46:57.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louisa'/><title type='text'>Snow in spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4560625019_c21539c72c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4560625019_c21539c72c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's peculiar that it was snowing yesterday, the fact that it's spring. I thought that it was only going to rain but when I got out of the apartment, I saw snow falling out of the sky. It didn't stop until earlier this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The picture above was taken earlier today. My boyfriend and I decided to walk home. It was kind of difficult to walk with snow on the sidewalks, but Earvin and I had fun. I took a lot of pictures of flowers, of leaves sprouting and also of him. And oh, I'm doing Project 365. You can see the other pictures &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/bedroomtalkx"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; My pictures are very amateurish, I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also purchased instant films from ebay. The films are so much cheaper on ebay. I'll receive the package in approximately seven to fourteen days. I am so stoked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/4561957716_86781b1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3602/4561957716_86781b1830.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5333854949383579987?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5333854949383579987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5333854949383579987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5333854949383579987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5333854949383579987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi.html' title='Snow in spring'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4560625019_c21539c72c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4113554185114538757</id><published>2010-04-21T19:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:30:51.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4541792198_a4c5d4fd1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4541792198_a4c5d4fd1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to a bookstore today and bought this. Actually, I went there to buy the Angel's Game by an author surnamed Zafon but they didn't have any left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4113554185114538757?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4113554185114538757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4113554185114538757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4113554185114538757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4113554185114538757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-went-to-bookstore-today-and-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4541792198_a4c5d4fd1b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8664200269072810320</id><published>2010-03-06T12:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:31:23.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the dirty secrets club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4411510354_79ef168b29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got myself a library card yesterday. Thank God for libraries. :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8664200269072810320?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8664200269072810320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8664200269072810320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8664200269072810320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8664200269072810320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/03/dirty-secrets-club.html' title='the dirty secrets club'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4411510354_79ef168b29_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3893730596849398546</id><published>2010-03-03T18:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:28:30.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no post my dear blogger account. I missed you! ahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't try to make up some lame excuses why I haven't been posting any entries on blogger. I just didn't feel like it, that's it. And it's not like I have a lot to talk about, my life is not interesting, ya know. Okay, so I've been thinking about things lately, like, if I'd move to another school or not. I'm thinking of studying in an english school. I love french, but it would take me another three years to master the language. I'm telling you, I'm not that bright. It's not a choice that I really want. I don't want to leave my boyfriend and my friends, but it's not like I'm going to move to another country. I can still get to see them a few times a week, right? But I've just been so used to being with them. I don't also like the feeling of being new, that I have to make new friends just to survive my life in school. But the thing is, I don't want to be stuck learning french for another few years. It would kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3893730596849398546?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3893730596849398546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3893730596849398546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3893730596849398546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3893730596849398546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-no-post-my-dear-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2554588451960713789</id><published>2010-01-09T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:14:21.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to know if there are still active bloggers. Seems like kasi lahat nasa tumblr na. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2554588451960713789?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2554588451960713789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2554588451960713789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2554588451960713789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2554588451960713789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-know-if-there-are-still.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1569448604878253312</id><published>2009-12-29T18:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:10:17.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll humor you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4140011734_302c38c184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4140011734_302c38c184.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“We are so vain that we even care for the opinion of those we don't care for.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1569448604878253312?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1569448604878253312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1569448604878253312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1569448604878253312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1569448604878253312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-humor-you_29.html' title='I&apos;ll humor you.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4140011734_302c38c184_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-19543494062053780</id><published>2009-11-17T19:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:50:27.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2711/4113033593_a7974fa22b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2711/4113033593_a7974fa22b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Excited? It's coming out on friday. Going to watch it on tuesday though. I can wait, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-19543494062053780?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/19543494062053780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=19543494062053780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/19543494062053780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/19543494062053780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/11/excited-its-coming-out-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2711/4113033593_a7974fa22b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4642211830369326214</id><published>2009-11-14T20:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:55:31.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry son, but this is for your own good.</title><content type='html'>I do have a story to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I had a really inspiring thursday. My friends and I went to this place, where people can recite poetries, songs they wrote, or just tell stories. The first person who walked up to the stage was a man. He told his story, how he suffered for 43 years, but never questioned God's will nor asked why did he take the precious things that he had. And told us that every morning that he wakes up, he kisses the ground and thanks God for letting him live, thanking him for the blessings, for providing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one was a man from California, he's actually the only person who couldn't talk french. Well, you can include me. Okay, so he talked about being ourselves. That we shouldn't live being conscious of ourselves, nor how other people see us, but to just live our lives not control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just thank God for all the blessings that he gives us. Never doubt him. I've always been indebted that I'm normal, that I can see, hear, laugh, walk, that I am healthy, that my family's healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4642211830369326214?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4642211830369326214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4642211830369326214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4642211830369326214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4642211830369326214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-son-but-this-is-for-your-own-good.html' title='sorry son, but this is for your own good.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1653694334062810409</id><published>2009-11-11T19:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:51:55.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the problem, stanley?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I changed my skin again. I wanted something simpler. And why am I telling you this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;Sorry for not really updating. It seems like, finally, I got a life. I've been really busy with school. And it's like, when I get home, the only thing I want to do is to lie down, ya know, relax, or as the hip people say, chill. &lt;div&gt;There's nothing really new. I'm still taking french classes. Today, we had a debate. I don't think it was a debate because all of us had the same opinion, but the teacher said she'd give us another topic tomorrow, something that we can really have a debate about. I'm not excited cause I am not good in french, orally nor in writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1653694334062810409?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1653694334062810409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1653694334062810409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1653694334062810409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1653694334062810409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-problem-stanley.html' title='what&apos;s the problem, stanley?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1930014686123238813</id><published>2009-10-23T19:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:39:28.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SuI-bp_btaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MjBC_gEDRDQ/s1600-h/IMG_5053.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SuI-bp_btaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MjBC_gEDRDQ/s400/IMG_5053.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395943948392576418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the nth time I left and returned to this place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1930014686123238813?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1930014686123238813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1930014686123238813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1930014686123238813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1930014686123238813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SuI-bp_btaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MjBC_gEDRDQ/s72-c/IMG_5053.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-130091014782952182</id><published>2009-07-23T13:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:12:38.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I'll be on tumblr for awhile&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilouisa.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://ilouisa.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&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/581402460338751752-130091014782952182?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/130091014782952182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=130091014782952182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/130091014782952182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/130091014782952182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5983397759870730693</id><published>2009-07-13T20:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:38:30.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you spell his last name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/xrp2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 481px;" src="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/xrp2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on perez's website, reading stuff, and then I came across this. I was wondering, where the fuck are Robert's balls? Yes, it is Robert Pattinson, however you spell his last name. Sorry for this entry. It just made me laugh, and grossed me out. Kind of. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5983397759870730693?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5983397759870730693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5983397759870730693&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5983397759870730693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5983397759870730693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-do-you-spell-his-last-name.html' title='How do you spell his last name?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1657404879218208732</id><published>2009-07-12T12:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:03:44.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DELISH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SloUmBCbDoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CEda0Z1EvYo/s400/IMG_4577.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357617350056808066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love patisseries from Les Tuileries. Sorry if I suck at taking pictures. I was eager to eat these things. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1657404879218208732?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1657404879218208732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1657404879218208732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1657404879218208732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1657404879218208732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/palatable.html' title='DELISH!'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SloUmBCbDoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CEda0Z1EvYo/s72-c/IMG_4577.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1236762732200783327</id><published>2009-07-11T16:58:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:59:08.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SlkCbIbEr1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/VwxJwL0H8nY/s400/IMG.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357315896874676050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My mom brought home a magazine for me yesterday. Michael Jackson was on the cover, but the picture that I just posted doesn't have anything to do with him (I apologize for the picture quality, but my scanner only costs 50 dollars). Yes, there were articles about Michael Jackson, but there are a lot of others too, that was more interesting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've read in the article titled, "A state of terror" that there was  two teenage boys and a teenage girl who were sentenced to be lashed a hundred times JUST because of having premarital sex, men who were accused of stealing cellphones had a foot or a hand hacked off with machetes, a 13 year old girl who was stoned to death in front of a thousand spectators. Al-shabab, the Islamist militia who controls much of the country, have also forced women to cover their faces, banned all music and forms of entertainment.  Most Somalis don't support the militia, but are ruled by fear. Some still fight against it. Al-Shabab even controls the memory cards of mobile phones, just to make sure there's no pornographic films or films that are anti-Islamic. They even force people to pray. A journalist also said,  Somalia under al-shabab  is similar to that of Afghanistan during the Taliban's rule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Somalis are dying from starvation and war, or suffocating under al-Shabab's interpretation of Islam. Somalia is a problem with no easy solutions.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Intimidating. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1236762732200783327?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1236762732200783327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1236762732200783327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1236762732200783327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1236762732200783327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mom-brought-home-magazine-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SlkCbIbEr1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/VwxJwL0H8nY/s72-c/IMG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6194870710837871061</id><published>2009-07-07T22:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:30:16.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>he'll live on, forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For all the hasty preparations, hand-wringing over security, breathless media competition to scoop details and soul-wrenching performances, the essence of Michael Jackson's memorial servicecame down to 20 poignant, powerful seconds: the moment when 11-year-old Paris-Michael Jackson inched up to the microphone and, in a statement no one saw coming, referred to the late pop superstar as "Daddy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a remarkably humanizing moment. Then again, it was remarkable just to see Jackson's three children in public to begin with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fiercely protective father, Jackson rarely brought his brood out into public, covering their faces in veils and party masks to protect their identity when he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here they were, unveiled, before an audience of thousands at Staples Center and millions more around the globe. Starting out seated in the front row, the three youngest Jacksons eventually joined the rest family onstage as the two-hour service wound to a close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dressed in the same dark suits and yellow ties as the rest of the Jackson men, 12-year-old Michael Joseph Jr., known as Prince Michael, chewed gum and toted the memorial service program; 7-year-old Prince Michael II, known as Blanket, held his program and clutched a Michael Jackson doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris, wearing a black dress with white trim, turned a small patent-leather purse over in her hands as other family members spoke. And then a dramatic hush fell over the crowd as family members whispered that the little girl, whose lifetime of public exposure amounted to a small handful of paparazzi photographs, Paris-Michael wanted to say something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She furtively emerged from the tight circle of family members, who rushed to lower the microphone to her level. And with her uncle Randy on one side and aunt Janet on the other, Jackson's little girl stood center stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I just wanted to say," Paris began weakly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Speak up, sweetheart, speak up," Janet encouraged, sweeping the girl's long hair back. "And get close."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris put one hand behind her neck, another on the microphone, and began again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine," she said, her tiny voice cracking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebbie and Marlon Jackson moved in closer to comfort their niece. She shut her eyes tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she wrapped her hands — little fingernails painted red — around the microphone and fought back tears as she continued: "And I just wanted to say I love him — so much."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She collapsed in tears into her aunt's arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's OK, baby. It's OK," Janet Jackson said as she held Paris close. Prince joined in on the hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all at once, Jackson wasn't the larger-than-life King of Pop, orWacko Jacko the tabloid freak. He was a doting father who had left three adoring young children behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was "Daddy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6194870710837871061?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6194870710837871061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6194870710837871061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6194870710837871061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6194870710837871061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-live-on-forever.html' title='he&apos;ll live on, forever.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1030585788761536066</id><published>2009-07-06T16:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:18:16.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well, yea, there must be something wrong with me.</title><content type='html'>Most of us probably prefer going out with friends, but I prefer staying in my house, locking myself in my room and eating banana energy bars made from tofu. That's the only way I can avoid eating bananas. Bananas are a good source of potassium, my father says. But I think I had too much bananas. It's summer, I have no school, I can stay up late, I can wake up whatever time I want. But it's kind of irritating when your father forces you to go out. I understand, maybe he just wants me to enjoy the lovely weather, well, not lovely, it's always raining and it's not that hot, or maybe he just doesn't want to see my face. I really don't get it. He knows that I like staying in my room. I don't like going out, but still he forces me to. It's kind of like.. annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1030585788761536066?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1030585788761536066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1030585788761536066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1030585788761536066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1030585788761536066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-yea-theres-must-be-something-wrong.html' title='well, yea, there must be something wrong with me.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8051389714909122367</id><published>2009-07-04T21:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:36:39.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a dead meat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SlAA34jWHiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4oSTm7NUCvY/s1600-h/DSC04289.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SlAA34jWHiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4oSTm7NUCvY/s400/DSC04289.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354780917016960546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was tagged by my dear, &lt;a href="http://thevainproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Francesca&lt;/a&gt;. Here's what you have to do: Show your readers the tenth photo you find on your photo file folder. &lt;div&gt;That picture made me miss my old hair. When my classmates found out that I cut my hair, they were like, "aww... why did you cut your hair short?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://claimyourbaggage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fourthvoguescene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachelle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rynishai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Rain&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.youandmeagaintstheworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shaii&lt;/a&gt;, people who I chose to do this thing next.&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/581402460338751752-8051389714909122367?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8051389714909122367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8051389714909122367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8051389714909122367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8051389714909122367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-dead-meat.html' title='I&apos;m a dead meat.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SlAA34jWHiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4oSTm7NUCvY/s72-c/DSC04289.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3145225916164583</id><published>2009-07-03T21:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:52:31.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inuyasha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/2183088752_e545dbc672.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 324px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/2183088752_e545dbc672.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always find myself coming back  to Inuyasha. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3145225916164583?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3145225916164583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3145225916164583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3145225916164583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3145225916164583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/inuyasha.html' title='Inuyasha.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2417111870520826341</id><published>2009-07-02T19:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:35:32.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Je voulais oublier.</title><content type='html'>There are just so many things that I can't let go, memories that I want to bring back. I want to talk to friends that I lost. I miss so many things, so many people. I want to forget.. oh wait, I don't. I want to keep them in me, memories that made me happy in the past, and in the present, hurting me. I've lost so many important people. Does that just prove that nothing lasts forever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2417111870520826341?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2417111870520826341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2417111870520826341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2417111870520826341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2417111870520826341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/07/je-veux-oublier.html' title='Je voulais oublier.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3722322287702044146</id><published>2009-06-29T22:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:28:12.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My apology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Skl3IEItefI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RA7cGepuM-k/s1600-h/3669630190_d1f3d740ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Skl3IEItefI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RA7cGepuM-k/s400/3669630190_d1f3d740ca.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940612539480562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a long time. I just felt too lazy to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3722322287702044146?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3722322287702044146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3722322287702044146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3722322287702044146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3722322287702044146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-apology.html' title='My apology.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Skl3IEItefI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RA7cGepuM-k/s72-c/3669630190_d1f3d740ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1382964956404017762</id><published>2009-06-01T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:53:26.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you seen the trailer of new moon? What do you think? You guys are probably going to watch the new movie, aren't you? Heeh. The only part I liked was when Jacob Black turned into a werewolf. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1382964956404017762?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1382964956404017762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1382964956404017762&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1382964956404017762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1382964956404017762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon.html' title='new moon.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2451584018975569084</id><published>2009-05-27T16:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:40:51.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if it's meant to be, then it will be.</title><content type='html'>Believing this can be a good or not-so-good thing. "Meant to be" can comfort you if something happens that is hard to deal with or understand. But it can also take away all your power by relieving you of responsibility. If things do work out, then all your hard work was for nothing because it was bound to happen with or without your intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to decide if I have more faith in myself than I have in fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2451584018975569084?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2451584018975569084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2451584018975569084&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2451584018975569084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2451584018975569084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-its-meant-to-be-then-it-will-be.html' title='if it&apos;s meant to be, then it will be.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7014303381260263302</id><published>2009-05-26T16:46:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:12:44.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you ruined my everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ShxVOUt-NqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/aiUxDF88MjM/s400/IMG_3879.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340236962722625186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just 'unliked' this guy that I liked for so long. The reason? He's going out with my friend. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7014303381260263302?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7014303381260263302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7014303381260263302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7014303381260263302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7014303381260263302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-ruined-my-everything.html' title='you ruined my everything.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ShxVOUt-NqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/aiUxDF88MjM/s72-c/IMG_3879.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5042362889962191760</id><published>2009-05-23T20:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:38:40.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai fait de la bicyclette.</title><content type='html'>Today, I just found my newest bestfriend. He's 9 and I am 17. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so exhausted. I did a lot of things today. Well, for me, it's something new. I had to get up at 7 am cause Tita Fe came into my appartment with Ian. We ate breakfast and she told us that the reason she brought him with her was because she's going to leave him to us. The plan for today was to buy a game for his ps3. So we did, with Shammah. After, we went to Mcdonald's to eat. I was upset when I knew that they don't have Quarter Pounder in there, so I just ordered a Big Mac. We even saw Molly. I love her name. Hee. Shammah suggested that maybe Ian would enjoy doing a little biking so I asked my mom if we could go to Van Horne park, she said yes. We waited in the park for my other friends to come, and when they did, I didn't spend much time with them cause Ian was tired. Apparently, that was the signal that we had to go home. We passed by at the bank first, and then went home. After few hours, his mother came. We ate dinner first and then, they went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed a french book yesterday. I don't like reading french books, but I have to. Haha. I hate my school. My teacher's giving us tons of homeworks, seriously. It just sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5042362889962191760?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5042362889962191760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5042362889962191760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5042362889962191760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5042362889962191760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/jai-fait-de-la-bicyclette.html' title='J&apos;ai fait de la bicyclette.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1248208055992598178</id><published>2009-05-16T13:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:43:07.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there's nothing new about me, being sick.</title><content type='html'>I've been really busy these past few days. I did not have the time to write new posts. There's only a few weeks left before vacation, which means, I have to get a job for this summer. I'm actually going to the restaurant where I'm going to apply for a job on monday. I need something to do for summer. Yes, I'd rather work than stay home this whole summer. I will not be bored and at the same time, I'll get moolah by working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I'm sick.. again. Nothing new, nothing new. I felt like I was going to die. I am known for exaggerating but I wasn't hypochondriac. I really am sick and it sucks. I wanted to buy shoes today, but I can't go out because of my condition. It sucks when you have to spend your whole day being in bed. But the good thing is, I feel better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm active once again on twitter. Follow me please, I'll do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/louisarabla"&gt;http://twitter.com/louisarabla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks loves. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1248208055992598178?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1248208055992598178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1248208055992598178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1248208055992598178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1248208055992598178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-nothing-new-about-me-being-sick.html' title='there&apos;s nothing new about me, being sick.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5795630346488737079</id><published>2009-05-13T20:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:23:00.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Biodome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sgtj1ku8nRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/nnbmqW7RDxw/s400/IMG_3391.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335467955595287826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to biodome today. I suppose it was fun. My legs are killing me at this very moment. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5795630346488737079?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5795630346488737079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5795630346488737079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5795630346488737079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5795630346488737079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/biodome.html' title='Biodome.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sgtj1ku8nRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/nnbmqW7RDxw/s72-c/IMG_3391.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5281369714809288285</id><published>2009-05-07T17:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:35:30.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the take over, the breaks over.</title><content type='html'>I never want to cook again for the rest of my life. I could never seem to satisfy myself. Today, I felt like the weather suited my emotion. Rain = Depression. Yes, I was with my friends, but still felt like I was alone. I have no idea why. I just felt like it. I was even about to cry on the bus.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I signed up for a plurk thingy account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/louisarabla"&gt;http://www.plurk.com/louisarabla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5281369714809288285?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5281369714809288285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5281369714809288285&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5281369714809288285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5281369714809288285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/take-over-breaks-over.html' title='the take over, the breaks over.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-394124434374438229</id><published>2009-05-01T16:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:39:36.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mother, mother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SftdigBxnjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4uEuGrCasLE/s1600-h/IMG_2047.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SftdigBxnjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4uEuGrCasLE/s400/IMG_2047.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330957431217430066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was my mother's birthday yesterday. Bought her roses because I couldn't think of anything else to give her. Glad she liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-394124434374438229?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/394124434374438229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=394124434374438229&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/394124434374438229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/394124434374438229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-mother.html' title='mother, mother.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SftdigBxnjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4uEuGrCasLE/s72-c/IMG_2047.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-100873665783920277</id><published>2009-04-26T10:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:20:14.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring, spring, spring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SfR2KGPs79I/AAAAAAAAAOo/2_8uDqg82d8/s400/IMG_1708.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329014174933381074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my mom's friend invited us to go to a barbecue party with her and her son. It was hot for the first time in seven months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-100873665783920277?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/100873665783920277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=100873665783920277&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/100873665783920277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/100873665783920277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-spring-spring.html' title='spring, spring, spring.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SfR2KGPs79I/AAAAAAAAAOo/2_8uDqg82d8/s72-c/IMG_1708.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2657805455766731403</id><published>2009-04-24T20:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:25:55.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this part is what you call stupidity.</title><content type='html'>If your  link is supposed to be on my blog cause we've agreed to exchange links before, but it's not on my blog, please do tell me. As you could see, I changed my layout. By mistake, I erased the urls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2657805455766731403?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2657805455766731403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2657805455766731403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2657805455766731403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2657805455766731403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-part-is-what-you-call-stupidity.html' title='this part is what you call stupidity.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1155144342275539320</id><published>2009-04-21T10:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:25:34.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything to talk about but my playlist. Just thought it'd be nice to share. I have like 300+ songs on my iphone but these are the songs that I always listen to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Untouched - The Veronicas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hells over Head- Boys like Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crush- David Archuletta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burnin' Up- Jo Bros&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Untouched (Unplugged) - The Veronicas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cross my heart - Marianas trench&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goodbye, you suck - Shiloh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fear- Lily Allen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No you girls - Franz Ferdinand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The world should revolve around me - little jackie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only fooling myself - Kate Voegele&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gives you hell - the all american rejects&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stab my back - the all american rejects&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how do you sleep? - jesse mccartney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ocean avenue - yellowcard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1155144342275539320?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1155144342275539320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1155144342275539320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1155144342275539320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1155144342275539320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-again.html' title='hello again.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1098974512561877077</id><published>2009-04-16T16:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:23:21.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PILIPINAS.</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how much I miss Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss ko na yung Jollibee, yung burger steak na pagkasarap sarap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tender Juicy Hotdogs, oo, yun na yun, yung tatak na yun. Di masasarap hotdogs dito.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alam mo yung tipong kapag umuulan, tuwang tuwa na ako nun. Kasi alam kong malamig, masarap matulog at feel na feel ko pa ang magkumot kapag matutulog. Dito natural nalang ang lamig. Di na cool. Ngayon, tuwang tuwa naman ako kapag mainit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Di mo na kailangang magsuot ng coat kapag lalabas ka.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kwek kwek at dugo. Ganyan ba ang spelling? Haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mall Hours. Kasi dito, tuwing huwebes at biyernes lang bukas ang shops hanggang nine o'clock ng gabi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kung gaano kamura ang mga damit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siyempre mga friends ko.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mag-iisip pa ako ng mga bagay. Actually, marami pa yan eh. Nakalimutan ko lang. Hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SefnwY-HbRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UoB8wKQJolE/s1600-h/IMG_1340.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SefnwY-HbRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UoB8wKQJolE/s400/IMG_1340.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325479902911622418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kakatapos ko lang basahin ang librong iyan. Okay lang siya, pero nabitin ako sa love story ni Philippa at Geoff, parang ang uneventful nung love story nila. Tssk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1098974512561877077?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1098974512561877077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1098974512561877077&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1098974512561877077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1098974512561877077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/pilipinas.html' title='PILIPINAS.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SefnwY-HbRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UoB8wKQJolE/s72-c/IMG_1340.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-775009885035798441</id><published>2009-04-15T16:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:51:42.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny.</title><content type='html'>Being told that you're skinny is offensive. It's exactly like when you're overweight and you're being told that you're fat. You actually don't need to tell me that I am skinny, cause I already know that fact. Well, my friends did not know that. I was so infuriated when my friend was making a 'joke' about my scrawniness. I didn't find it amusing. I've been having the same problem since I was a kid. All of my friends used to tease me and now it's happening again. Don't you think it's really immature in our age to act like that? FYI, I don't get fat. I don't know why, I just don't. Being skinny doesn't mean that you're not healthy, being fat doesn't mean you're healthy. I eat, I eat, I eat. Three times a day. I eat as much as you do, maybe even more. Even though you shove kajillion burgers in my mouth, I will be the same. My tummy would get big though. ;) I wish people all around me know that. I wish they would stop saying, "ang payat payat mo, kumain ka nga." Duhh, don't you think that a person would be alive if they don't eat? And you think skinny people are lucky, cause... well, they are skinny. Think again. I am not happy with I am, I wish I could get somehow, more flesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-775009885035798441?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/775009885035798441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=775009885035798441&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/775009885035798441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/775009885035798441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/skinny.html' title='Skinny.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2276503825394151249</id><published>2009-04-13T19:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:57:39.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mon père et moi</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to go to my friend's house today but ended up staying home, cause uh.. I was lazy to go out today. My father wanted me to go cause he was asking me to run some errands for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this afternoon, I asked him to go out to buy me pencils because I'm going to be out. And then we shared a little convo which made me pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tay, labas ka. Bili mo ko ng lapis.&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Ikaw na, bili ka din ng gulay.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ayoko.&lt;br /&gt;Siya: malamig sa labas. Ayoko&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hindi. 9 na sa labas.&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Bakit hindi ikaw ang umakyat?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ayoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stormed off to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out of my room to take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;And then meron na naman na isang convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Kung lumabas ka sana, bili ka ng tinapay, di sana may makakain tayong mirienda.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (nag-isip ng magandang comeback.) Kung lumabas ka sana, bili ka ng tinapay, di sana may makakain tayong mirienda.&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Tinatamad ako eh&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Tinatamad din ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang, I found it somewhat funny. Madalas akong makaisip ng magandang maisasagot sa kanya whenever we talk. There was a time na, kaming tatlo ni kuya, ni tatay at ako ay nag-uusap. Tapos merong kaming pinagtatalunang tatlo, di ko maalala kung ano. Basta yun na yun.. may sinabi ang tatay ko at bigla akong sumagot. Ang naaalala ko lang na sinabi ni kuya ay, "Ang bilis mag-isip ng utak neto." At bigla na kaming nagtawanan, kasi natalo si tatay sa pinagtatalunan namin. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2276503825394151249?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2276503825394151249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2276503825394151249&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2276503825394151249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2276503825394151249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/mon-pere-et-moi.html' title='mon père et moi'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1043177730660534000</id><published>2009-04-13T11:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:10:32.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have school tomorrow. Ughh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friend invited me to come over to their house. But, I'd rather stay home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom dragged me to the birthday party of her friend's son. I didn't want to go, so I frowned the whole night. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finished reading Must Love Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mother always tells me that I always end up getting what I want. It's true anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me and Suniel watched Southpark the movie. It was so hilarious. Let me share you some of my favorite lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cartman: Don't call me fat, you fucking Jew!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: Eric, did you just say the F-word?&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: Jew?&lt;br /&gt;Kyle: No, he's talking about "fuck". You can't say "fuck" in school, you fucking fat ass!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: Kyle!&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: Why the fuck not?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: Eric!&lt;br /&gt;Stan: Dude, you just said "fuck" again!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: Stanley!&lt;br /&gt;Kenny: Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: Kenny!&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: What's the big deal? It doesn't hurt anybody. Fuck-fuckety-fuck-fuck-fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: How would you like to go see the school counselor?&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: How would you like to suck my balls?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garrison: What did you say?&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Actually, what I said was...&lt;br /&gt;[picks up a megaphone]&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO SUCK MY BALLS, MR. GARRISON?&lt;br /&gt;Stan: Holy shit, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: Mr. Mackey, can I ask a question?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mackey: What?&lt;br /&gt;Cartman: What's the big fucking deal, bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Stan: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1043177730660534000?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1043177730660534000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1043177730660534000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1043177730660534000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1043177730660534000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/fagged.html' title='fagged.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8309398591973717831</id><published>2009-04-11T12:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:40:54.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hooked.</title><content type='html'>Join my clan on vampire wars? Join my posse on Fashion wars?&lt;br /&gt;Add me on facebook. :)&lt;br /&gt;ilouisa@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;Sorry loves, for an unknown reason, my url doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8309398591973717831?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8309398591973717831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8309398591973717831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8309398591973717831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8309398591973717831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/hooked.html' title='hooked.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6956766228290826876</id><published>2009-04-09T17:41:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:55:35.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>risque.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sd5sGBAONqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Yc_DFvyyHTE/s400/IMG_1199.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322810660202886818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmate was bored, saw my teacher's constructions papers and decided to make these stuffs. We don't have classes tomorrow (friday) and monday. Woo! Thank God for holidays. Today was unusual. First off, I got the highest score on the math exam that we had. Yes, I am proud. That was the first time. Haha. Second, I forgot to bring my house keys. So I had to wait for my father to get home. I waited for almost two hours. And oh, in school, we had a spectacle, cause it's french week this week. It was so vapid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend has asked me to go to downtown with our friends tomorrow. Don't feel like it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6956766228290826876?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6956766228290826876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6956766228290826876&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6956766228290826876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6956766228290826876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/risque.html' title='risque.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sd5sGBAONqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Yc_DFvyyHTE/s72-c/IMG_1199.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8283724404455521841</id><published>2009-04-07T21:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:20:58.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kulang na kulang ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sdv6FdeL-vI/AAAAAAAAANw/YLABAlA6LsA/s400/IMG_0928.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322122356385905394" border="0" /&gt; Give your opinions about this photo. I'm going to return the favor by commenting your recent posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to add things later. I am so exhausted of this exams crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8283724404455521841?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8283724404455521841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8283724404455521841&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8283724404455521841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8283724404455521841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/kulang-na-kulang-ba-hindi-pa-ba-sapat.html' title='kulang na kulang ba?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sdv6FdeL-vI/AAAAAAAAANw/YLABAlA6LsA/s72-c/IMG_0928.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3294134112977432771</id><published>2009-04-05T18:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:21:37.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over.</title><content type='html'>I'm officially going gaga over Jesse McCartney.. again. He's just so freaking hot, and I really adore his voice. I've been listening to his song, yes song not songs, for hours. Call me obsessed, I don't care. It's true anyway. Today was lovely, I suppose. My family and I went to church today, then downtown. Stores were closed when we got there so we decided to stop by Starbucks. My father is not really a fan of coffees. His loss. My mother and I love coffee. I started drinking coffee in an early age. I think I was in second grade. I saw my mom drinking coffee and asked her if I could taste it. I liked it and voila! Here I am now, loving caffeine like my mother does. But it works the other way around for me, it makes me sleepy. I'm just preternatural. I think we stayed in Starbucks not that long. I asked my mom if we could go to Indigo to buy some books. Twilight things were everywhere. Apparel, sticker books, everything! I wanted to buy a poster of Jacob cause uhhhh.. I'm in team Jacob. But they were out, and it was expensive. 10 bucks a poster. Would you believe that? Pfft. The funny thing is, there were still a lot of edward posters, and none of Jacob. Seee, people like Jacob more than Edward. I bought only three books because I did not want to be a pain in my mother's ass about spending money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having an oral exam on french and a math exam. Wish me luck people, I'LL NEED IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3294134112977432771?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3294134112977432771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3294134112977432771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3294134112977432771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3294134112977432771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8841888723042804615</id><published>2009-04-03T21:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:15:59.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ma chambre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sdaxa3fHX9I/AAAAAAAAANg/1ir3xttw6wQ/s400/IMG_1005.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320635084913991634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how disheveled my room is. I've always had a problem with cleaning my room. I do clean my room but I usually trash it after. I am grateful that my mother does not get mad about this. She understands that the only time I could clean my room are during my free days, weekend, pedagogique and vacation days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8841888723042804615?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8841888723042804615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8841888723042804615&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8841888723042804615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8841888723042804615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-is-how-disheveled-my-room-is.html' title='ma chambre.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sdaxa3fHX9I/AAAAAAAAANg/1ir3xttw6wQ/s72-c/IMG_1005.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1476402653360877048</id><published>2009-04-02T21:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:02:17.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I vote Earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to ask you guys if you voted Earth last saturday by switching your lights off for an hour.  I hope you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1476402653360877048?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1476402653360877048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1476402653360877048&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1476402653360877048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1476402653360877048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-vote-earth.html' title='I vote Earth.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3858448707591257443</id><published>2009-04-01T16:46:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:49:23.330-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out and about'/><title type='text'>musee des beaux-arts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdPS4037zfI/AAAAAAAAANI/RBBFFtwQXXc/s400/IMG_0646.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319827458562444786" border="0" /&gt;I am really stressed about school. These past few days have been a hell for me. I want a break, a one week break will do. I can't wait for summer, I can't wait for vacation, I can't wait for the sun, I'm tired of being cold, I'm tired of wearing coat every time I go out. Tomorrow, I'll be having a french exam. I don't really know what the test is all about. Just hope, I'd pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining today. Don't get me wrong, I love rain, but not when I'm outside to suffer from it. I was wet when I got home. Well, I had an umbrella with me, but I didn't feel like using it. I don't even know why did I bring it. My friends have decided to get some balut to eat. Unfortunately, I couldn't go with them because I had to go home early. My mom asked me to clean my room, but I'm too enervated to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3858448707591257443?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3858448707591257443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3858448707591257443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3858448707591257443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3858448707591257443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/04/musee-des-beaux-arts_01.html' title='musee des beaux-arts.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdPS4037zfI/AAAAAAAAANI/RBBFFtwQXXc/s72-c/IMG_0646.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5549505835819388586</id><published>2009-03-31T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:04:24.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdJ24utNZnI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iekveh6gONY/s1600-h/IMG_0488.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdJ24utNZnI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iekveh6gONY/s400/IMG_0488.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319444826860381810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for tomorrow. I wish it'll be sunny tomorrow outside. :) Oh oh, I almost forgot to tell you why I'm excited, well, me and my classmates are going somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5549505835819388586?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5549505835819388586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5549505835819388586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5549505835819388586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5549505835819388586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-excited-for-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdJ24utNZnI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iekveh6gONY/s72-c/IMG_0488.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8788735904072741784</id><published>2009-03-29T21:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:47:42.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>twit or tweet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdAkQLjagxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oDB8kLLHNWI/s400/IMG_0316.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318791020322390802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love twitter.  Don't you love twitter?&lt;br /&gt;I know you do, I know you do.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;I hope we tweet each other nicely though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8788735904072741784?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8788735904072741784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8788735904072741784&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8788735904072741784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8788735904072741784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/twit-or-tweet.html' title='twit or tweet?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SdAkQLjagxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oDB8kLLHNWI/s72-c/IMG_0316.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8455400405828232922</id><published>2009-03-28T22:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:23:03.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kaching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sc7bTioF91I/AAAAAAAAAMA/gYYsFJotOTY/s400/IMG_0262.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318429338730100562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that picture of my mothah. I took it. &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8455400405828232922?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8455400405828232922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8455400405828232922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8455400405828232922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8455400405828232922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/kaching.html' title='kaching!'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sc7bTioF91I/AAAAAAAAAMA/gYYsFJotOTY/s72-c/IMG_0262.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1525021422849779267</id><published>2009-03-27T18:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:08:36.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>une rêve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sc1Y6K8mDFI/AAAAAAAAALw/gLg3MErOJfM/s400/DSC05376.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318004491388587090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_InsertOrderedList" title="Numbered List" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 15);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Numbered List" class="gl_list_num" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I really couldn't find my opus card. I have to go to McGill university to get a new one. I wonder where the heck that thing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to make a list of things that I want, like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of course, have a DSLR. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Greece. I've been interested in going there from the time I've seen Sisterhood of the travelling pants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a job. I will be actually having an interview. Summer is approaching. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be good in math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could remember things easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to La Ronde with my friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FIND MY OPUS CARD, I miss that thing. :| I feel so incomplete without it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm going to add more, I'm out of ideas. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm really careful about my iphone. I don't want it to have any scratches.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1525021422849779267?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1525021422849779267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1525021422849779267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1525021422849779267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1525021422849779267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/unfortunately-i-really-couldnt-find-my.html' title='une rêve.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sc1Y6K8mDFI/AAAAAAAAALw/gLg3MErOJfM/s72-c/DSC05376.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6594974103318688269</id><published>2009-03-26T18:34:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:30:54.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Je ne l'oublierai jamais.</title><content type='html'>Qui? Il s'appelle Jean-Philippe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, ehemm. He was the tour guide in the museum yesterday. Today in my french class, my teacher asked what did we love about the sortie yesterday. I volunteered cause I wanted to share my story. She asked, 'what did you love about the sortie yesterday, Louisa?' (in french. haha.) And then I was like, "I like the tour guide. He was hot." That was the only thing I wanted to say. I wish I would see him again. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day wasn't really that wonderful. When I was about to go out to go to school, I remembered that I need my opus, it's a card that I use whenever I ride the bus. But I couldn't remember where the universe did I put it. I missed the bus that I usually ride cause I was still trying to find my card, so I had no choice but to ride in the next one. Unfortunately, I really couldn't find it and I had to go, cause if I don't, I will be late for school. I stopped by at depanneur to buy two bus tickets. When I arrived in school, it was still kind of early. My first subject was math so it sucked. My teacher, the usual, was reading the newspaper. He has the habit of giving the thing to us when he is finished with reading it. He really likes to talk to our class something about the news. And then, he said that there's news about robert pattinson, a rumor. In the newspaper said, he doesn't really take a bath, and that he smells bad. I hope that wasn't true. The next subjects I had were french, french and a computer subject. When I got home, I made my bed and searched my room for my card, but still couldn't find it. I have to find it, cause my school ID is with it. If I don't find it, I can't go to school parties. That would suck, big time. Ehh not really, I could care less. My mom told me she would help me find it when she gets home. Wish us luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, blog under construction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6594974103318688269?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6594974103318688269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6594974103318688269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6594974103318688269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6594974103318688269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/je-ne-loublierai-jamais.html' title='Je ne l&apos;oublierai jamais.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8615559759236848462</id><published>2009-03-25T18:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:39:25.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>montreal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ScqvvNaqKeI/AAAAAAAAALo/ILvifHZ5LLM/s400/DSC05614.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317255535654480354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a museum today. It was kind of boring but thank God, the tour guy was hot. I love how he spoke french, and his sense of humor. I was supposed to go to urban outfitters today to buy something but my feet are killing me. My friends decided to go to my house to have some 'fun'. We're actually banned from my classmate's house because of our obstreperousness. I'm going to be alone in this house until eight anyway. I like today, it was sunny, it wasn't cold, it was a perfect time to take pictures, and a perfect time to wear the sunglasses that I bought. Ha. We'll be having another sortie next week. We're going to the museum, but it's better than school, so I am so fine with it or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I haven't replied to your tags, I just don't feel like it. But I'm going to holla at you guys as soon as I feel like it, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it's Sunday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8615559759236848462?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8615559759236848462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8615559759236848462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8615559759236848462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8615559759236848462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/montreal.html' title='montreal.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ScqvvNaqKeI/AAAAAAAAALo/ILvifHZ5LLM/s72-c/DSC05614.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2415533881935378327</id><published>2009-03-19T19:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:18:30.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cabane à sucre</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ScLgrXrFF3I/AAAAAAAAALY/DP1x_CVelx0/s400/DSC05459.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315057545944307570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ScLXUB5jhdI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FkBuaIBG_A0/s400/DSC05500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315047249357800914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;March 18&lt;br /&gt;- We had a test in math, and for the first time I felt good about the test. I know I made mistakes, but not that many like I used to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 19&lt;br /&gt;- We went to a cabane à sucre today. It's a place where maple syrup is produced. I did not really relish anything, well except the food. When we arrived, our feet took us into some dance floor. Teenagers were being wild, and it wasn't nice to watch them, seriously. And I also saw someone who was making out with his girlfriend. I hate it when people do that in public. We had to get out, cause it was mephitic in the room, sweat maybe. Eww, I know. We walked around and took pictures. Majed treated us for a tour that cost 2 dollars per person. We were ten so he paid twenty bucks. What a nice guy. It was just a short tour, really short. It was just a waste of money. And after, we saw this dude who looks exactly like my crush in school. Not exactly, but the way he walks, the way he looks, he just reminded me of him. In the bus, Filipinos are the obstreperous ones. We were laughing, talking, eating. Well, we were not supposed to eat in the bus cause it's verboten. So everytime this teacher stands up, we had to hide the food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2415533881935378327?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2415533881935378327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2415533881935378327&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2415533881935378327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2415533881935378327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/cabane-sucre.html' title='cabane à sucre'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/ScLgrXrFF3I/AAAAAAAAALY/DP1x_CVelx0/s72-c/DSC05459.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4135430245220243747</id><published>2009-03-14T12:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:39:50.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The end doesn't always justify the means.</title><content type='html'>Everybody gets used at some point or another in his or her life. In fact, we often welcome it. It is a deal we make to get what we want or what we need -- a ride to school, a ticket to the game, a hot date, a party invite. A mutually agreed-upon fair trade... usually. But feeling used is an entirely different matter. In that case, you are nothing more than a conduit for someone else's ambition. A member of their audience and a bystander in their fantasy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4135430245220243747?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4135430245220243747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4135430245220243747&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4135430245220243747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4135430245220243747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-doesnt-always-justify-means.html' title='The end doesn&apos;t always justify the means.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2027733357565028289</id><published>2009-03-13T19:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:22:28.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>noveau, nouvelle.</title><content type='html'>Yea, new blog skin apparently. I like opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last time we spent a day with Alex. He's going back to Mexico on monday morning. Nakakalungkot talaga, kasi mababawasan na ako ng isang lolokohin. We gave him a big letter so we will have a little something something for him to take, and help him to remember us, in case he forgot about us. He also gave a little speech for us. Good thing that I brought my camera cause after, we took pictures of us all, for the last time. We will really miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sbr1SLTn2lI/AAAAAAAAALI/ywDN6th5uKk/s1600-h/DSC05370.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sbr1SLTn2lI/AAAAAAAAALI/ywDN6th5uKk/s400/DSC05370.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312828403058465362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my teacher asks me to do something for him. He always asks me if I could go to the secretary and ask them for something. I hate talking in french, to be honest with you. I also don't feel comfortable being in the secretary's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2027733357565028289?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2027733357565028289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2027733357565028289&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2027733357565028289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2027733357565028289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/noveau-nouvelle.html' title='noveau, nouvelle.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sbr1SLTn2lI/AAAAAAAAALI/ywDN6th5uKk/s72-c/DSC05370.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5862479897558441563</id><published>2009-03-12T16:09:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:24:17.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sick. This cold is really horrible, and it is also really cold outside. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow Ellen Degeneres on twitter cause I love her, and I know you do too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/TheEllenShow"&gt;https://twitter.com/TheEllenShow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There will be a spelling bee in my school, my teacher wanted me to join, but no, I don't want  to. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's alluring, I can't just ignore him and pretend he does not exists. He's ineluctable. Ughh, I execrate this. I'm trying my hard, but I guess it's not enough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want some succulent french vanilla coffee. &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New links added. Thanks for commenting people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5862479897558441563?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5862479897558441563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5862479897558441563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5862479897558441563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5862479897558441563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2422670473581766358</id><published>2009-03-11T15:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:33:56.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the witch of ooh's and ah's and fa-la-la's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3432/3346861857_241a64ff29.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3432/3346861857_241a64ff29.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I take a picture of a bag? Randomness, I guess. Nahh, I like this bag. This isn't mine, it's my classmate's. We traded bag for awhile. She doesn't really like my billabong bag so she's just going to let me use hers for a day. Sad, I know. She bought hers in american apparel. I'm going to buy one if my mom brings me to american apparel. Oh, inggitera. Hindi naman, sawa na kasi ako sa billabong. Haha. Tsaka, I love love love American Apparel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So medyo epektibo na yung pag-iipon ko, 1st week ko ulit, sana magtuloy-tuloy na. Haha. May gustong gusto kasi ako bilhin ayoko naman manghingi, gusto ko narin magkaroon ng trabaho, para naman magkaroon ako ng beaucoup d'argent. (maraming pera) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh,  thank you sa mga nagco-comment ng posts ko, kahit alang kwenta. :)&lt;br /&gt;At ikaw, kung plano mong gawin, don't worry, I'll do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2422670473581766358?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2422670473581766358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2422670473581766358&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2422670473581766358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2422670473581766358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-witch-of-oohs-and-ahs-and-fa-la.html' title='I am the witch of ooh&apos;s and ah&apos;s and fa-la-la&apos;s.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3711936975698784620</id><published>2009-03-09T20:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:20:55.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please just don't play with me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SbWw8NUvtFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NkVTDyDX2QE/s1600-h/DSC04044.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SbWw8NUvtFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NkVTDyDX2QE/s400/DSC04044.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311345883968681042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My paper heart will bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love love love Quest Crew. They're the ABDC this season. I was euphoric. Felicitous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me on twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/louisarabla"&gt;https://twitter.com/louisarabla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tweet everyday, every hour, yes, even if I'm in school. I like tweeting. I've got two twitter apps on my iPhone. Haha. I know, I've got issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3711936975698784620?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3711936975698784620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3711936975698784620&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3711936975698784620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3711936975698784620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-just-dont-play-with-me.html' title='Please just don&apos;t play with me,'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SbWw8NUvtFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NkVTDyDX2QE/s72-c/DSC04044.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-968682023913111605</id><published>2009-03-07T11:13:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:59:50.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>we all want to be stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SbLEBTqoHXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S_eub_Diwa0/s1600-h/DSC02738.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SbLEBTqoHXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S_eub_Diwa0/s400/DSC02738.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310522437361212786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The idea of being revered and envied must be encoded somewhere deep in our DNA. So must the desire to reverse and envy others we imagine to be better, more accepted, and more popular than we are. The only problem is that the most necessary qualities required to be a celebrity-- self absorption, egomania, shamelessness-- are the least attractive in a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-968682023913111605?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/968682023913111605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=968682023913111605&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/968682023913111605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/968682023913111605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-all-want-to-be-stars.html' title='we all want to be stars.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SbLEBTqoHXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S_eub_Diwa0/s72-c/DSC02738.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-383946301355837824</id><published>2009-03-06T20:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:39:56.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so long, good luck, goodbye, you suck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New skin apparently.&lt;br /&gt;I like this one, don't you think it's fetch? Got that word from material-bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break is almost over. I'm supposed to do 5 exercises in my math book. Alot of things happened during this week. Uncovered truths and stuff. At least, I won't be spending my three months thinking what should I wear, what should I look like. It's okay if I walk in to school dressed like a hobo. I am so untuned. I need to do something fun tomorrow, I am forcing my mom to sign up for the club card thingy so we could rent DVDs. I want to rent 3 dvds: get smart, the benchwarmers and sisterhood of the travelling pants 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to edit my skin when I wake up tomorrow morning. I am knackered.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I found out today while I was eating my breakfast that Francis M. slipped away. It's dispiriting.&lt;br /&gt;May he rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-383946301355837824?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/383946301355837824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=383946301355837824&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/383946301355837824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/383946301355837824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-long-good-luck-goodbye-you-suck.html' title='so long, good luck, goodbye, you suck.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5554445532943346730</id><published>2009-03-05T21:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:15:51.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tu me manques.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.tinypic.com/zmnp0h.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 310px;" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/zmnp0h.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss summer. I miss the hot temperature. I am famished for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and her friend are talking about the rihanna and chris brown issue. I find it odd, yes, yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;I love twitter, it's famazing. Even though I don't have a lot of followers. I am a nobody, I know you guys already know that.&lt;br /&gt;I tried cooking palabok today, cooking isn't really my thing.&lt;br /&gt;I went to this DVD rental store, spent an hour picking movies just to find out that my mom's club thingy card doesn't work anymore. great, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I love the twitterfon and facebook app.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at tap tap revenge.&lt;br /&gt;I officially love french vanilla coffee. It's fucking awesome! I ordered a large one today, and also a muffin. Palatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5554445532943346730?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5554445532943346730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5554445532943346730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5554445532943346730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5554445532943346730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu-me-manques.html' title='tu me manques.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/zmnp0h_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1046677044273899168</id><published>2009-03-04T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:19:56.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We transform in life and we transform in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we transform, we never end. We change. Not completely, but we more or less adapt our new form to our new feelings. The hardest oart about this natural process is letting go and allowing it to happen. There is a time and place for everything. A time in life to be someone, and then after that is gone, an opportunity to transform into something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1046677044273899168?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1046677044273899168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1046677044273899168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1046677044273899168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1046677044273899168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-transform-in-life-and-we-transform.html' title='We transform in life and we transform in love.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8581412494608421956</id><published>2009-03-03T20:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:51:44.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>twit, twit, twitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/louisarabla"&gt;https://twitter.com/louisarabla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of my background. Yes, I did it. Follow me if you have an account, I'll do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8581412494608421956?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8581412494608421956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8581412494608421956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8581412494608421956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8581412494608421956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/twit-twit-twitter.html' title='twit, twit, twitter.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2574790874818920186</id><published>2009-03-01T10:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:40:30.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>filipino jokes.</title><content type='html'>I needed something to crack my ass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakabili ng hearing Aid si Botski.&lt;br /&gt;Botski: Pare nakabili ako ng gamot para sa Bingi.&lt;br /&gt;Totski: Anu pangalan ng gamot pare?&lt;br /&gt;Botski: Hearing Aid daw.&lt;br /&gt;Totski: San mo binili?&lt;br /&gt;Botski: Kahapon Lang!&lt;p&gt;Bagong salta sa America, yung Pinoy ay gustong mag-long distance sa Pilipinas kaya dinayal yung “0 for Operator”.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: AT&amp;amp;T. How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Heyloow. Ay wud like to long distans da Pilipins, plis.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Name of the party you’re calling?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Aybegyurpardon? Can you repit agen plis?&lt;br /&gt;Operator: What is the name of the person you are calling?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Ah, yes, tenkyu and sori. Da nname of my calling is Elpidio Abanquel. Sori and tenkyu.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Please spell out the name of the person you’re calling phonetically.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy:Yes, tenkyu. What is foneticali?&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Please spell out the letters comprising the name a letter at a time and citing a word for each letter.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Ah, yes, tenkyu. Da name of Elpidio Abanquel is Elpidio Abanquel. I will spell his name foneticali. Elpidio: E as in Elpidio, L as in lpidio, p as in pidio, i as in idio, d as in dio, i as in io and o as in o.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Sir, can you please use English words.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Ah, yes, tenkyu. Abanquel: A as in Airport, B as in Because, A as in Airport agen, N as in… Enemy, Q as in… Cuba, U as in… Europe, E as in… Important and L as in… Elephant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasahero: Mama, Magkano Po Yung Pasahe?&lt;br /&gt;Driver: 7.50 Yung Minimum&lt;br /&gt;Pasahero: (Dumukot Ito Sa Bulsa Para Kunin Yung Pera Niya, Ngunit sa Di Sinasadyang Dahilan Kulang Yung Pamasahe Niya.) Patay, Kulang Yung Pera Ko. Paano Kaya Ito? (Nag Isip Ito At Lumingon Sa Driver. Napansin Niya Na Duling Ito. Sabi Niya Sa Kanyang Sarili, Tama Duling Yung Driver Sigurado Pag Nagbigay Ako Ng 3.75 di Niya Mapapansin Na Kulang Yung Pera Ko. Kasi Doble Yung Paningin Nito. Inabot Niya Sa Driver Yung Pera.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit Laking Gulat Niya Nung May Sinabi Yung Driver Sa Kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Kulang Ito!&lt;br /&gt;Pasahero: Anong Kulang? Di Ba Sabi Mo 7.50 Yung Minimum?&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Oo Nga 7.50 eh Dalawa Kaya Kayo.&lt;br /&gt;Patay! Akala Mo Lusot Kana ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paano mo sasabihin sa tao kung maitim ang kili-kili nya, na hindi masyadong bastos?&lt;br /&gt;Tol, uling ba ang deodorant mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Philippines, most kids in private schools are forced to speak&lt;br /&gt;English at all times. A kid who just came from the province and who&lt;br /&gt;barely speaks the language tried his best to do so.&lt;br /&gt;One day, the kid needed to go to the bathroom so bad but he didn't&lt;br /&gt;know what to tell his teacher. He raised his hand and said, "guro,&lt;br /&gt;pwede po bang pumunta nang banyo?" (meaning, teacher may I go to the&lt;br /&gt;bathroom?')&lt;br /&gt;Since the boy didn't speak English, the teacher pretended that she&lt;br /&gt;didn't hear him. The boy said to himself, "what should I  say (in&lt;br /&gt;Filipino, of course)". Then suddenly, the boy raised his hand and said, "FATHER, MOTHER, I", and quickly rushed out the door and to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher wondered what the boy meant. 15 minutes later, the boy&lt;br /&gt;came back. The teacher asked him where he went. He said that he went to the bathroom and he needed to go really bad. Then she asked what he meant when he said 'FATHER, MOTHER, I'.&lt;br /&gt;The boy then explained, "FATHER in  filipino meant TATA, MOTHER in filipino meant INA and I in filipino meant AKO".&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;*************** TATA - INA - AKO (ha, ha, ha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: anak,bli mo ko ng softdrinks.&lt;br /&gt;Anak: coke o pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;D: coke&lt;br /&gt;A: diet o regular?&lt;br /&gt;D: regular&lt;br /&gt;A: bote o can?&lt;br /&gt;D: bote&lt;br /&gt;A: 80z o litro?&lt;br /&gt;D: tubig na lng!!!&lt;br /&gt;A: mineral o natural?&lt;br /&gt;D: mineral&lt;br /&gt;A: malamig o hindi?&lt;br /&gt;D: hampasin kta ng walis e!!!&lt;br /&gt;A: tambo o tingting&lt;br /&gt;D: HAYOP ka!!!&lt;br /&gt;A: baka o baboy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2574790874818920186?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2574790874818920186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2574790874818920186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2574790874818920186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2574790874818920186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/03/filipino-jokes.html' title='filipino jokes.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8708185834113252512</id><published>2009-02-28T14:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:12:28.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception vs. Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, they are pretty much the same thing. We put on makeup and football helmets, buy nose jobs and fast cars, all to reinforce perception and keep reality at bay. There might, in fact, be much more to someone than meets the eye, but in order to make such a discovery, you have to be willing to dig beneath the surface. Most people aren't, because it would upset the social order; but a few, very few, are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought an itunes card, downloaded 3 new songs:&lt;br /&gt;(I don't want to use my mom's credit card to buy songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm telling you by nick mitchell, yea, the dude from american idol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goodbye you suck by Shiloh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fear by Lily Allen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I also downloaded apps for my iphone, I wanted new games. I also ordered something over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is fucking fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8708185834113252512?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8708185834113252512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8708185834113252512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8708185834113252512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8708185834113252512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/perception-vs-reality.html' title='Perception vs. Reality'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3513647977276820196</id><published>2009-02-27T20:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:14:21.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being in love with someone who doesn't even know you exist isn't the worst thing in the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, it's quite the opposite. Almost like passing in a term paper that  you know sucked, but having that period of time where you haven't gotten your grade back yet -- that kind of exhale where you haven't been rejected although you pretty much know how it's going to turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3513647977276820196?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3513647977276820196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3513647977276820196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3513647977276820196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3513647977276820196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-in-love-with-someone-who-doesnt.html' title='Being in love with someone who doesn&apos;t even know you exist isn&apos;t the worst thing in the world.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-7968499226183622592</id><published>2009-02-26T20:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:13:26.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>twit, twit, twit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sac84agIcTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Yxx33CKHAUE/s1600-h/DSC02870.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sac84agIcTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Yxx33CKHAUE/s400/DSC02870.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307277625763852594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a twitter account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/louisarabla"&gt;https://twitter.com/louisarabla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week of spring break&lt;br /&gt;Going to be alone in my house for a week cause parents have jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to invite my friends to come over, ughhh, I need plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Louise Darlene Sumayo today at the cafeteria, she's pretty and such a sweetheart. Too bad we couldn't talk for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be great, movies at school, that's the only thing that we'll do in our french subject. My computer subject will be before my short break, mwahahah! I know I'm going to get to see him on 2nd floor. I just hope he will go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; hate public transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-7968499226183622592?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/7968499226183622592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=7968499226183622592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7968499226183622592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/7968499226183622592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-twitter-account.html' title='twit, twit, twit.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/Sac84agIcTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Yxx33CKHAUE/s72-c/DSC02870.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6637069812608329554</id><published>2009-02-24T18:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:13:11.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I'm not okay.</title><content type='html'>-It's hard fitting in, it's hard adjusting, I thought I did, but I was wrong. Every time I enter the school doors, "I hate my life." that's what I always say. I'm hopeless, pessimistic, despondent, disheartened, misanthropic, morose, diffident, everything around me is vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was wrong, totally wrong, all about the things that I thought were true cause I have wanted them to be true. My brain took me somewhere I wasn't supposed to be, made me think things that I wasn't supposed to think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get over and move on,&lt;/span&gt; I wish I could do that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Great&lt;/strike&gt;, my teacher told me that after the 1 week 'vacation', we'll be having a test in math. This is so great. Oh how I love math. Not really. School sucks. I don't really know if the vacation's a good idea though, I know I could relax and be away from school, but there's nothing really interesting in my house, fersure. I won't get to see him for a week too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6637069812608329554?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6637069812608329554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6637069812608329554&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6637069812608329554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6637069812608329554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-im-not-okay.html' title='No, I&apos;m not okay.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6887717308206686968</id><published>2009-02-21T12:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:18:44.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>your hands are mine to hold, speak to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SaBS4Pwjm_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/fSmrpxuTz28/s1600-h/DSC04821.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SaBS4Pwjm_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/fSmrpxuTz28/s400/DSC04821.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305331487298788338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did not have school yesterday. I was in my friend's house yesterday, we watched movies, and sang the karaoke. I hope we did not disturb anyone though. They 'cooked' (cause we bought the mama sita's palabok sauce, they just cooked the pansit. ;) ) palabok and baked a cake. When we were in IGA, and I found out that they'll be baking a cake, I was so delighted to know I'll be eating alot. I really was. Shammah wanted to buy a wine but unfortunately, we have to be 18 to buy one. Jofel is eighteen, but the lady asked for an Id, unfortunately, he left his id in his house. Shammah really wanted to consume alcohol and thought of going to depanneur to buy beers. We didn't really want any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tong its (don't really know how to spell it) was my favorite card game in the Philippines. No, I don't gamble, cause I think it's stupid. Playing that game is only for my enjoyment. Me, my kuya, and his ex-wife, we used to play that card game. Me and my brother's former wife used to cheat on my brother so that he would lose. It was fun, but we kept losing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun, except the part where I got mad and decided that I would not come to my friend's birthday celebration. I really felt horrible for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6887717308206686968?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6887717308206686968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6887717308206686968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6887717308206686968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6887717308206686968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-bunch-of-gamblers.html' title='your hands are mine to hold, speak to me.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SaBS4Pwjm_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/fSmrpxuTz28/s72-c/DSC04821.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3417135409125431941</id><published>2009-02-19T20:44:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:18:29.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>drop a heart, break a name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SaBTffhGcsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9M3ITSrJWx0/s1600-h/DSC00227.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SaBTffhGcsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9M3ITSrJWx0/s400/DSC00227.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305332161543828162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my report card today. I got As in french and in math.. don't ask. Nahh, I got Cs, actually better than the last time. I got Ds in the first one. I guess I'm 'improving'. whatever. I guess I'm happy with my grades, but I know I could do better. I wanna do better in math, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to do better in math&lt;/span&gt;. Why is math so freaking operose? Ughhh. And i'm not so ingenious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no school tomorrow, yayy! I guess. I won't see him though. The reason why I always go to school. Oh blahh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melodramatic&lt;/span&gt;. I'm going to Jofel's place anyway. Going to spend the day with my friends. I wish the twins could come though, so that the gang would be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I love the picture. It makes me miss summer, and seeing the kids like this, but not the topless chicks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3417135409125431941?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3417135409125431941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3417135409125431941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3417135409125431941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3417135409125431941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/drop-heart-break-name.html' title='drop a heart, break a name.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SaBTffhGcsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9M3ITSrJWx0/s72-c/DSC00227.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3624215232196963125</id><published>2009-02-18T17:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:02:56.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm two quarters and a heart down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SZySuKZDKfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LWTIZKo6nxk/s1600-h/DSC04810.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SZySuKZDKfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LWTIZKo6nxk/s400/DSC04810.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304275782896658930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my life so uneventful. Every day's like every other day. Ostensibly, I'm a dreary teenage girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a poster of Edward Cullen, (robert pattinson) for 6 bucks, I found it expensive. I did not buy the one of bella and edward, cause uhh, I really don't like the one who played Bella. I also lost my mitten while I was browsing the things in Zellers, I'm lucky that it wasn't wintry. Subsequently, mom and I went to Renaud Bray. My mom's friend gave me this gift card. I bought a sketchbook and a bookbinder. They're kaleidoscopic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started playing Neopets again. So far, I have like 10 thousand NP. I kept buying my neopet a book, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm, I don't really know what to say now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3624215232196963125?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3624215232196963125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3624215232196963125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3624215232196963125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3624215232196963125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-two-quarters-and-heart-down.html' title='I&apos;m two quarters and a heart down.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SZySuKZDKfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LWTIZKo6nxk/s72-c/DSC04810.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-2991668582226809131</id><published>2009-02-14T12:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:54:22.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>do I love love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's to you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having fun with your boyfriend, girlfriend, family, relatives, friends, dog, cat, frog, snake etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Valentine's day isn't really my day as I told you before. Haha. But oh, I have a date with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-2991668582226809131?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/2991668582226809131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=2991668582226809131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2991668582226809131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/2991668582226809131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-i-love-love.html' title='do I love love?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6348219428011094721</id><published>2009-02-12T19:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:17:53.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why did I ever do that? Ughh.</title><content type='html'>Okay, tagalog... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mhmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi naman ganito yun, habang naglalakad ako papuntang plaza cote-des-neiges kasi dun ako kakain, biglang dumaan yung crush ko sa harap, gusto kong suntukin yung bag nya kasi naiinis ako sa kanya, so ginawa ko yung porma na susuntukin ko siya, pero di ko naman kaya yun. haha. porma langgg.. so after nun, may biglang batang lalake na tumalikod at nakita ako. Tapos nun, lumakad siya papunta dun sa kaibigan niya, kaya pala, kasi sinabi niya pala yung ginawa ko dun sa crush ko, tinuro turo nya pa ko. Nakakahiya talaga. Eto pa ang masama, di ko lang sigurado pero parang siya yung binabato bato ng snowball ng crush ko. So paano kung sabihin nya sa crush ko na ginawa ko yun? Ugghh, naiinis talaga ako kung bakit ko ginawa yun. Papampam kasi ako eh. Haha. Naiinis kasi ako sa kanya, ang ingay ingay nya, ang lakas lakas ng boses nya habang may kausap sa cellphone, ang lalim pa ng boses nya, nakakairita na yung boses niya eh. Pero, gwapo pa rin siya. Haha. Di ko talaga alam ang gagawin kooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Je vais mourir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6348219428011094721?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6348219428011094721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6348219428011094721&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6348219428011094721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6348219428011094721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-did-i-ever-do-that-ughh.html' title='why did I ever do that? Ughh.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-8449529940890513680</id><published>2009-02-10T16:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:12:25.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you love me, really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SZH7v2TpDtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zRCP4Um1zwA/s1600-h/DSC04276.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SZH7v2TpDtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zRCP4Um1zwA/s400/DSC04276.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301295035842105042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my class, we had a little talk about Valentine's. Oooh, a date for lovers, also for friends, but mainly, for lovers. Okay, so what are your plans? I don't think I'll be having a plan, valentine's day isn't really my day. We'll see.. if someone asks me out to be their valentine. ROTFL. I doubt that would happen though. Nyway, I will be spending the day before valentine's with my friends, not really sure though. They told me we'll sing the karaoke and bother the neighbors. They won't, I will. Haha. I don't know if my school will have a little something something on Valentine's. Since I don't have a boyfrann, I'll be giving a little something to each of my friends, not really something special though. Haha. I just hope not to forget to bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About school&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhh, I think I need someone who would teach me math. Haha. I want someone who would teach me for free, since I have no job, I am not rich. Haha. I'm just messed up about this thing. I wish I was as bright as Einstein, I could live without his hair though. :D We went ice skating today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And oh, boys are confusing.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-8449529940890513680?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/8449529940890513680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=8449529940890513680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8449529940890513680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/8449529940890513680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-love-me-really.html' title='you love me, really?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SZH7v2TpDtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zRCP4Um1zwA/s72-c/DSC04276.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6469782780315203302</id><published>2009-02-06T16:04:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:46:49.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SYzZ8SGATTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A1C5mmrNzkQ/s1600-h/DSC04285.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SYzZ8SGATTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A1C5mmrNzkQ/s400/DSC04285.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299850491180633394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened while I was gone. Wow, that was something new. I could tell you all about it, but I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing, but not the most important thing, we have a new french teacher. To be honest with you, I kind of don't like it, for the reason that I am used to Mr. Santilli teaching us. He's a livelier person, he does not bore the heck out of me. It was his last day yesterday. He still goes in our room, but he doesn't teach us anymore, he's just there to watch. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping late these past few days, I had a lot of things to do. Thank God it's weekend again. All I am going to do is eat, sleep, watch tv, use the computer and maybe go out with Shammah. She asked me if I could come with her to  this music instruments store. I think she's going to buy a guitar, or just the guitar strings. I don't really know. This time's sure, or maybe not. I could care less though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been annoying this week. Well, I kept teasing my classmate cause he looks like Zoneyo from Doreamon, and my friends also gave him the name, 'bangungot boy' cause he gives 'em nightmares. While we were eating in the cafeteria, I thought of combining the names. So I came up with ZOBA, and after, I made it THE ADVENTURES OF ZOBA. He was really pissed off and wanted to kill me in the cafeteria, well, he just wanted to strangle me, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friendster account was hacked by a douche bag who can't even spell. I think the reason why he/she did that was because he/she thinks I was emo. What's the grudge against emo anyway? They're not harmful. They are human being for crying out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6469782780315203302?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6469782780315203302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6469782780315203302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6469782780315203302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6469782780315203302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-again.html' title='hello again.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SYzZ8SGATTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A1C5mmrNzkQ/s72-c/DSC04285.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6977761453827149621</id><published>2009-02-01T11:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:19:29.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it will be a long day today.</title><content type='html'>The plan to go out with shammah to eat sushi was canceled. She said, she and her mom had a fight about something. I felt horrible last night, I found out something and I'm not supposed to tell it to anybody. Ughh, curse him. The only good thing last night is-- I got to talk to my old classmate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably going to read a book today, whole day. I'm still too lazy to reply to any tag post, I'm sorry, I'm just created this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6977761453827149621?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6977761453827149621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6977761453827149621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6977761453827149621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6977761453827149621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-will-be-long-day-today.html' title='it will be a long day today.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5376924094952643829</id><published>2009-01-31T15:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:44:30.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aimless conversation about the better days.</title><content type='html'>Haayy, salamat. I could finally read a new book kasi tapos ko na yung book ko, na na-stuck ako for 3 months. Haha. Gagawin ko na yung homework ko ngayon para tomorrow, wala na akong masyadong gagawin. I might go eat sushi with shammah tomorrow.  Sana lang makasama si tel2x (tel two times. haha.) at si tintin. Mas masaya kung ganoon man. At oo nga pala, don't you think Taylor Lautner is hot? Wala lang, I think he is.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron din nga pala akong bagong litrato, kasi wala akong magawa, eh, nakakatamad namang lumabas kasi ang lamig lamig. Sorry nga pala kung di ako nakakapagreply pa sa mga tag posts nyo, tinatamad ako eh. Magrereply ako kapag di na ako tinatamad, mmkay? :) thanks! And oh, thank you nga pala sa mga nagco-comment ng posts ko. -coughs. rain. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SYS1Q2FDVUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5T-2vlPSbFI/s1600-h/DSC04212.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SYS1Q2FDVUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5T-2vlPSbFI/s400/DSC04212.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297558362693784898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5376924094952643829?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5376924094952643829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5376924094952643829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5376924094952643829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5376924094952643829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/aimless-conversation-about-better-days.html' title='aimless conversation about the better days.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SYS1Q2FDVUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5T-2vlPSbFI/s72-c/DSC04212.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-994956458192225777</id><published>2009-01-28T12:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:38:23.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>your subtleties, they strangle me.</title><content type='html'>This has been the most hectic week I've ever had on my existence, or am I just overreacting? Sorry, I'm not just used to things like this anymore. I am usually doing nothing, yes, nothing. I've always been a lazy ass, but not anymore. I have to study, I have to do my homeworks, blah blahh. Second grading is ending-- which means, I'll be receiving my report card soon. I hope I'm doing better. Last exam I will be having is in math. Actually, it is tomorrow. Wish me luck, people. I need it for tomorrow. I also need to study, if I want to pass, which I really need to do, cause the time I've seen my grades in math for the first grading, all I got was D. We don't want that to happen again, do we?  Thankfully, french exams are all over.  I have finished the four exams in french-- oral, ecriture, ecoutez and lecture. I did pretty good in lecture and oral, but in ecriture, I did pretty bad. I didn't know I was supposed to write the letter that I wrote twice, but my teacher said it's not important but still.. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to let something out-- it's something about trying.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Philippines, I read something on a page of my school diary. Can't really remember what were the exact words, but it was something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's better to try and fail, than to fail to try.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried something and ended up failing. I made a move on a guy, well I just tried to start a conversation, tried to be friends with him and I ended up failing, cause he ignored me. What was I thinking? That's the last move, never will I try again. I should have never tried, I should have never done that. But sometimes, naiisip ko din na at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-994956458192225777?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/994956458192225777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=994956458192225777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/994956458192225777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/994956458192225777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-subtleties-they-strangle-me.html' title='your subtleties, they strangle me.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-1106528912101771870</id><published>2009-01-27T06:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:05:59.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe it's best you leave me alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX73Eh22-3I/AAAAAAAAAII/T3SgzA5NYH0/s1600-h/DSC04015.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX73Eh22-3I/AAAAAAAAAII/T3SgzA5NYH0/s400/DSC04015.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295941869014285170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That was a picture I took yesterday while me and my friends were wandering in Old Montreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was pissed last night because of him, cause he freaking ignored me, I want the attention, screw that. We went skating yesterday, blah blah. And yea, of course I fell, but it did not hurt that much. I was scared of falling. Haha. So I guess, I enjoyed our sortie after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-1106528912101771870?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/1106528912101771870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=1106528912101771870&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1106528912101771870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/1106528912101771870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe-its-best-you-leave-me-alone.html' title='maybe it&apos;s best you leave me alone.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX73Eh22-3I/AAAAAAAAAII/T3SgzA5NYH0/s72-c/DSC04015.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-3994546911837272422</id><published>2009-01-26T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:45:53.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go mystery hunting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX4gcQEOYbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zGEDpFb0iy0/s1600-h/DSC04142.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295705881555394994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX4gcQEOYbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zGEDpFb0iy0/s400/DSC04142.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw doubting dave today. He's the guy from mystery hunters. I was psyched to ask for an autograph. I didn't have anything with me but the book I was reading, so, I made him sign in my book. Haha. I also asked him if I could take a picture with him. Glad he said yes. I LOVE HIMMM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX4gDbwwkFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H2a0iMFVQ7I/s1600-h/DSC04142.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-3994546911837272422?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/3994546911837272422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=3994546911837272422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3994546911837272422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/3994546911837272422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-go-mystery-hunting.html' title='let&apos;s go mystery hunting.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SX4gcQEOYbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zGEDpFb0iy0/s72-c/DSC04142.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-5608080014108152732</id><published>2009-01-25T13:34:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:58:40.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just gay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXy5EP7qGMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_ofA7MncQIs/s1600-h/DSC03962.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295310744528230594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXy5EP7qGMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_ofA7MncQIs/s400/DSC03962.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I don't know, I was just bored. :)&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe I'm 17 years &lt;strike&gt;old&lt;/strike&gt; young? I don't know, I just looked like a kid in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Why can't just some people shut the fuck up and move on to their lives, like seriously? It's fucking pathetic when people just kept saying things, and then gonna say it again, and then gonna say it again. Come on, it really is worthless. Why do they blame other people that doesn't have anything to do with their misfortunes? Why is that they can't accept that it's really their fault, not somebody else's? I am so aggravated right now. I'm sorry for my badly chosen words-- if I don't let this out, my head's going to explode. And don't be such a pervert. You started a conversation, and I ended it up cause you started saying things that are awkward and also, asked me if I'm still a virgin. What kind of a fucking question is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-5608080014108152732?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/5608080014108152732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=5608080014108152732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5608080014108152732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/5608080014108152732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-find-someone-new.html' title='I&apos;m just gay.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXy5EP7qGMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_ofA7MncQIs/s72-c/DSC03962.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-6494411143206035398</id><published>2009-01-24T17:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:30:29.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it messed up?</title><content type='html'>I just stayed home today. Exams are not over. I still have two exams to take, not to mention, I also have an upcoming exam in math. Woah, haven't seen my math teacher in days. I cleaned my room today then trashed it again. Haha, I took a lot of pictures today, and I don't like every single one of them. I liked none. I used my camera, my cellphone's camera, and my webcam, but none of them turned out good. That must mean I'm -- hideous. ROTFL. I was on in facebook the whole day, I don't know, I was bored but lazy to do something else than use the computer. I just kept changing and changing my profile picture, I also uploaded pictures. Me and my classmates are going to Old Montreal on Monday. We'll be having a sortie, it's like a field trip, but field trips are better. Me and my classmates are going to ice skate, again. I hope I don't fall as much as I did on my second time. Trust me, it wasn't amusing.  I felt like a sumo wrestler wrestled me or something like that. -.- Gahh, I'm such a slow poke. Somebody teach me how to skate. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas gwapo&lt;/span&gt;,(he's my crush) will you teach me how to skate? Haha, I'm such a whore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-6494411143206035398?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/6494411143206035398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=6494411143206035398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6494411143206035398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/6494411143206035398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/isnt-it-messed-up.html' title='isn&apos;t it messed up?'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4903471686181283764</id><published>2009-01-23T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:28:50.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my wonderwall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXp3U4IqxPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YblmBeYMn2k/s1600-h/DSC03760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXp3U4IqxPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YblmBeYMn2k/s400/DSC03760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294675512477271282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was a thingy Kristine drew on our board. I thought it was cute. Hah. I'm sorry if I haven't been writing any interesting story lately-- Wait, I never did write an interesting story. Haha. My brain is damaged because of all these exams crap. I'm freezing here in my room, heaters broke down. I'm gonna freeze and then die, it's like negative 102938089407987384965 something here. Gahh, someone fix these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4903471686181283764?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4903471686181283764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4903471686181283764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4903471686181283764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4903471686181283764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-my-wonderwall.html' title='You&apos;re my wonderwall.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXp3U4IqxPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YblmBeYMn2k/s72-c/DSC03760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581402460338751752.post-4968744256154326487</id><published>2009-01-21T20:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:43:09.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In too deep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXfOogbPKGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rch4Y9oOsHc/s1600-h/DSC00729.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXfOogbPKGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rch4Y9oOsHc/s400/DSC00729.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293927082291570786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was uhh.. typical. Maybe I should do something exciting, so that my life would be somewhat lively. What do you think? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581402460338751752-4968744256154326487?l=seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/feeds/4968744256154326487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=581402460338751752&amp;postID=4968744256154326487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4968744256154326487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581402460338751752/posts/default/4968744256154326487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seventeenforeverx.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-too-deep.html' title='In too deep.'/><author><name>ellolouisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09036609185783985121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SU_cVBEJ-II/AAAAAAAAACw/Y72U_w2PCY8/S220/Snapshot_20081217_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mwxild_te0Q/SXfOogbPKGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rch4Y9oOsHc/s72-c/DSC00729.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
