<?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-6966150770383345462</id><updated>2012-02-11T08:30:20.543-08:00</updated><category term='crayons'/><category term='movie'/><category term='summer'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='ready for service'/><category term='wonderful world'/><category term='inspired'/><category term='cry'/><category term='eleksyon'/><category term='stars'/><category term='change'/><category term='pinoy'/><category term='ablaze'/><category term='Nicholas Sparks'/><category term='nature'/><category term='sentiments'/><category term='book'/><title type='text'>a blog with a title</title><subtitle type='html'>this is a blog with a title</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-963113383861203885</id><published>2010-09-10T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:38:17.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>write me a ballad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A ballad is what every man wants to say and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what every woman wants to hear.. - Kenny Rogers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staying in love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-963113383861203885?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/963113383861203885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=963113383861203885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/963113383861203885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/963113383861203885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/09/write-me-ballad.html' title='write me a ballad'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4356104541631962061</id><published>2010-05-17T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:11:59.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><title type='text'>another magic moment</title><content type='html'>There's that one tiny moment when you look up at the sky, and you witness something amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I was given that moment a while ago, and it was magical. As every moment in our lives. Because God's mercies are new at every tiniest bit of a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, at 11:15pm, May 17, 2010, I saw my second shooting star. It was a sight. That very moment I turned to look up at the sky, I saw it. See how God makes you appreciate all that he did? It was a moment of being in the right place, at the right time. He makes all things beautiful in His time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. Very good indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another magic moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4356104541631962061?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4356104541631962061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4356104541631962061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4356104541631962061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4356104541631962061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-magic-moment.html' title='another magic moment'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7296597643139577279</id><published>2010-04-25T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:16:57.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Sparks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>you must</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S9R2vtGPVAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/J4wOZlgQRhg/s1600/dear-john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S9R2vtGPVAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/J4wOZlgQRhg/s400/dear-john.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464122809838949378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does it mean to truly love another?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your  own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had the time to watch the movie a while ago. It's a heartbreaker. Made me cry. My eyes are poofy. And I love it. It's a must-read-the-book and must-watch-the-movie kind of story. All Nicholas Sparks novels-turned-movies, they all made me cry. All the stories are touching, moving and they will all make you fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to "The Last Song" - movie version. I think it will have me crying too. The book did. All of the Sparks' novels that I read so far did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7296597643139577279?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7296597643139577279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7296597643139577279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7296597643139577279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7296597643139577279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-must.html' title='you must'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S9R2vtGPVAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/J4wOZlgQRhg/s72-c/dear-john.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8671030638702060010</id><published>2010-04-22T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:03:54.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eleksyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><title type='text'>sana sa halalan</title><content type='html'>Sana sa darating na halalan, lahat tayo ay bumoto sa tamang kandidato...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ang mga kandidato, di lang puro salita at puro commercial at puro pambabato ng putik sa kalaban..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ang mga kandidato, maging tama ang motibo sa pagtakbo... pag hindi, pede back out ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maging maayos ang bagong sistema sa botohan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ayusin na ng mga Pilipino ang pagpili...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana matino. Sana may alam. Sana hindi nga kurakot. Sana may magagawa. Sana may takot sa Diyos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi naman! Yang mga ads na "Stop mudslinging!" ay parang nang-mmudsling din. Sounds vague, but you'd get my drift. Lalo na kung Pinoy ka. Nakakainis lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagbabago talaga. Yan ang kailangan ng bawat isa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8671030638702060010?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8671030638702060010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8671030638702060010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8671030638702060010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8671030638702060010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/04/sana-sa-halalan.html' title='sana sa halalan'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1825426597947030533</id><published>2010-04-12T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:38:38.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crayons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>crayon drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S8NJZS31lNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wdyvLBngwfc/s1600/crayon-organizer-made-from-recycled-egg-cartons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S8NJZS31lNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wdyvLBngwfc/s400/crayon-organizer-made-from-recycled-egg-cartons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459287872214766802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the world one crayon at a time. New lives for old crayons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teach preschool students and I love seeing them coloring our activities away but crayons are dismembered in the process because the kids "share" the crayons. I hope I can do something to save them. The stubs just end up in the bottom of our ice cream can-turned-crayon box or trodden or black instead of its real color or worse, outside, melting away on the cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this program called &lt;a href="http://www.crazycrayons.com/recycle_program.html"&gt;Crazy Crayons&lt;/a&gt; and instrctions for &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/id/How-to-recycle-those-crayon-stubs-into-a-swell-hom/"&gt;recycling crayons&lt;/a&gt;. I want to be one of the crayon recycling people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1825426597947030533?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1825426597947030533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1825426597947030533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1825426597947030533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1825426597947030533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/04/crayon-drive.html' title='crayon drive'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S8NJZS31lNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wdyvLBngwfc/s72-c/crayon-organizer-made-from-recycled-egg-cartons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-43473061346833443</id><published>2010-04-12T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:55:08.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 9:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;you want success?&lt;br /&gt;you want to be able to love?&lt;br /&gt;you want to do anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you need wisdom. in  everything you do, you're going to need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fear of the Lord is the beginning of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-43473061346833443?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/43473061346833443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=43473061346833443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/43473061346833443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/43473061346833443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/04/fear.html' title='fear'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4030719487792198085</id><published>2010-04-09T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:00:28.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ready for service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ablaze'/><title type='text'>set thy soul ablaze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S79PBat8_xI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VCD44UcO0K8/s1600/ablazereal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458168159166856978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S79PBat8_xI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VCD44UcO0K8/s200/ablazereal.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S79ELPzjQFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/69Nw4XE0nqg/s1600/ablaze2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this summer let's all set our hearts ablaze for service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He that gathereth in summer is a wise son: but he that sleepeth in harvest is a son that causeth shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proverbs 10:5&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/6966150770383345462-4030719487792198085?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4030719487792198085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4030719487792198085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4030719487792198085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4030719487792198085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/04/set-thy-soul-ablaze.html' title='set thy soul ablaze'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/S79PBat8_xI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VCD44UcO0K8/s72-c/ablazereal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-774033735271171791</id><published>2010-03-24T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:09:21.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100</title><content type='html'>This is my 100th post! Let's celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that sunshine is a metaphor for being in love? Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ Sunshine through my window... that's what you are... ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ You are my sunshine... my only sunshine.. you make me happy when skies are gray.. ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ Hey look at the sun.. it's fin'lly shining down my life... it's shining down my life... and it's all because of you...♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's cause being in the sun makes you feel light and happy.. except when it's too hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because when you're in love.. you see great things.. happy things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the sun is shining, the birds are singing.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is that because summer is love? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's summer and it's time to get to the beaches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-774033735271171791?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/774033735271171791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=774033735271171791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/774033735271171791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/774033735271171791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/03/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-769131158921379636</id><published>2010-03-18T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:05:10.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>wow. was browsin' through my older posts...&lt;br /&gt;wishing i can post longer entries again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is so cramped. no. it's not actually that cramped. i just can't find time. or maybe i'm not really looking for it. wah. i will find time. where is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a lot of things to talk about. and i'm gonna talk about them. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i had my laptop so i can post anytime. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, even if life is busy. i am still thankful. grateful. for every little thing i have. for every second i have in this crazy world. maybe i can un-crazy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perceptions do matter. how you live your life is a contributor for the craziness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-769131158921379636?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/769131158921379636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=769131158921379636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/769131158921379636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/769131158921379636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3201532202369248493</id><published>2010-03-18T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:49:20.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Live and love your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3201532202369248493?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3201532202369248493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3201532202369248493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3201532202369248493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3201532202369248493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/03/celebrate.html' title='celebrate'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3681040799515518344</id><published>2010-02-01T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T05:38:38.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful world'/><title type='text'>daybreak</title><content type='html'>so you woke up really early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you start out, you look up at the sky. the moon is still up and the sun is rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's daybreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sight is just amazing. the word amazing is not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sun takes its place up in the sky, the moon slowly hides over the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the east, the sky is tinged with orange, light coming from the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other side, the sky is a cool shade of purple and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light and dark on the same dome, on the same sky, both seeking attention, for just a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orange and yellow on the east, purple and blue on the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was astounding. bewildering. mystifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post wouldn't even give justice to the scene. words are not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the beauty of creation praises God's name&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/6966150770383345462-3681040799515518344?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3681040799515518344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3681040799515518344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3681040799515518344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3681040799515518344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/02/daybreak.html' title='daybreak'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3187684549028800811</id><published>2010-01-03T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T05:39:36.354-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentiments'/><title type='text'>alaala</title><content type='html'>'pag iniwan ka, di mo talaga maiiwasang magisip na hindi ka mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'pag matagal ka nang mag-isa, nahihilom na ng panahon yung mga sugat mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'pag okay na yung mga sugat mo, kaya mo na ulit makipagsapalaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'pag kaya mo na ulit, mas madali na lang yung iba pang hamon ng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya okay lang siguro na iwan ka muna. kahit matagal. kahit sandali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabuti ang Diyos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naniniwala ako sa katotohanan na 'yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung ibibigay nya sayong pagsusulit, alam N'yang kayang kaya mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaano man yun kabigat para sayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3187684549028800811?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3187684549028800811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3187684549028800811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3187684549028800811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3187684549028800811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2010/01/alaala.html' title='alaala'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4456812967465886925</id><published>2009-12-17T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:01:59.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sounds cool</title><content type='html'>The sounds I hear when I go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cubao.. baw baw baw baw.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kendi kayo riyan  ateh, kuyah. Ay. Kendi. Kendi kayo riyan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Taho mam, ser, mainit pa.. taho. taho kayo jan mam, ser."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"broom broom.. " "beep beep" "screeechh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Magallanes... Mantraaaaaade.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pasaaay Rod.. Pasay Rod..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ayala... Ayalaaaa naaa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buenja.. Buenja.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guadalupe.. Tulay tulaayy.. Guadalupe.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pioneer.. Pioneer.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boni... Yung mga Boni jan o..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relayaaaaanssss... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crossing.. Crossing.. Edsa Central na... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, that's how I get to the office. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and I enjoyed it. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SyriTcOYJNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LanT13cUJW8/s1600-h/ibm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SyriTcOYJNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LanT13cUJW8/s200/ibm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416390325488329938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and RMC. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4456812967465886925?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4456812967465886925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4456812967465886925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4456812967465886925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4456812967465886925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/12/sounds-cool.html' title='sounds cool'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SyriTcOYJNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LanT13cUJW8/s72-c/ibm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-9052455848565078255</id><published>2009-12-09T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:02:22.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pasko na</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; time&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; is here again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! looking forward to a merry one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just catching up on my blog posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-9052455848565078255?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/9052455848565078255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=9052455848565078255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/9052455848565078255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/9052455848565078255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/12/pasko-na.html' title='pasko na'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4192168664796246275</id><published>2009-12-09T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T05:31:28.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of staplers and paper clips</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm currently in an Internship program with IBM, and kind of almost done with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say that paper clips and staplers really help out with your work. It's amazing how such little things can do so much. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4192168664796246275?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4192168664796246275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4192168664796246275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4192168664796246275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4192168664796246275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/12/of-staplers-and-paper-clips.html' title='of staplers and paper clips'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5587478694044202629</id><published>2009-07-24T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:04:35.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stellar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;astronomy got the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i so love the moon and stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how the firmament of the heavens just "domes" on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;how i tiny down when i see how vast God's work is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how eclipses and clear starry skies make me all giddy inside and out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;how every crescent moon makes every night magical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how every shooting star makes me sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5587478694044202629?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5587478694044202629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5587478694044202629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5587478694044202629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5587478694044202629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/07/stellar.html' title='stellar'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1882706858639911816</id><published>2009-07-24T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:50:06.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>it's saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;it's saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! :) ramblings and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1882706858639911816?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1882706858639911816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1882706858639911816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1882706858639911816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1882706858639911816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5677936653069475915</id><published>2009-07-10T20:00:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:25:12.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; the little ordinary things that everyone ought to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I'm living in a kind of daydream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy as a queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mere idea of you, the longing here for you&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I see your face in every flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; your eyes in stars above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;the very thought of you, my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song. can you imagine seeing someone in every flower? it's just... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the very thought of you... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5677936653069475915?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5677936653069475915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5677936653069475915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5677936653069475915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5677936653069475915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-dream.html' title='day dream'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-2527952584785337366</id><published>2009-07-02T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:32:58.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>head over heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na-head over heels ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;medyo masakit ata yun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;tipong no more thinking just because you love someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nila kapag in love ka daw, mahirap nang maging rational?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Love is the only rational act."&lt;br /&gt;-tuesdayswithmorrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi din nila letting your emotions take control of your life would actually cause chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say, i think that depends kung ano'ng nasa puso mo. or more than that, kung sino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which ever way you look at it, hindi talaga natin minsan maiintindihan kung paano mag-move ang love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesy kung cheesy. korni kung korni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;love is different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Corinthians 13&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/6966150770383345462-2527952584785337366?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2527952584785337366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=2527952584785337366&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2527952584785337366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2527952584785337366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/07/head-over-heels.html' title='head over heels'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7313811258472731500</id><published>2009-06-29T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:56:01.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stories from the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SksId8q4myI/AAAAAAAAAHU/utv3i55y0g0/s1600-h/mightor_brutorthebarbarian02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SksId8q4myI/AAAAAAAAAHU/utv3i55y0g0/s320/mightor_brutorthebarbarian02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353381892655192866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kumanta ako with big bird on sesame street.&lt;br /&gt;naabutan ko MIGHTOR.&lt;br /&gt;sinuot ko high heels ni mama pati sapatos ni daddy.&lt;br /&gt;the first day I went to school, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;nahirapan ako sa "telling the time" lesson nung kinder.&lt;br /&gt;dati I wave good bye to planes passing by.&lt;br /&gt;I always sing 'somewhere out there'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanghiram ako ng bike at sumemplang na.&lt;br /&gt;nakapaglaro pa ako ng tumbang preso, mataya taya at bente uno.&lt;br /&gt;bumabaha sa amin noon.&lt;br /&gt;may kalaro akong saksakan ng kulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muntik na akong masagasaan ng trolley buti na lang nakailag ako. [haha]&lt;br /&gt;ten twenty laro namin habang naghihintay ng klase. panghapon ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;pinapakanta kami sa harap pag Music na ang subject.&lt;br /&gt;mas malalaki yung mga kaklase ko kesa sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love namin pag may fire drill kasi wala munang class sa trigonometry.&lt;br /&gt;hinahatiran kami ng baon tuwing lunch.&lt;br /&gt;sa platform kami kumakain. hindi sa canteen.&lt;br /&gt;may cheerdance competition sa school ko dati. panalo kami lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pumupunta kaming 711.&lt;br /&gt;bumibili kami ng ice candy tapos kumakain kami sa Jimanji.&lt;br /&gt;uuwi kami 7pm na.&lt;br /&gt;saya 'pag may stories from the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7313811258472731500?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7313811258472731500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7313811258472731500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7313811258472731500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7313811258472731500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/06/stories-from-past.html' title='stories from the past'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SksId8q4myI/AAAAAAAAAHU/utv3i55y0g0/s72-c/mightor_brutorthebarbarian02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-671298115414643362</id><published>2009-06-28T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:23:25.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now</title><content type='html'>what is now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is something really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vague&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is really no such thing as now is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you say "now", now is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is really&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hard to explain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-671298115414643362?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/671298115414643362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=671298115414643362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/671298115414643362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/671298115414643362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/06/now.html' title='now'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7569322234481239160</id><published>2009-06-26T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:03:37.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some people</title><content type='html'>some people just don't know when to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just creep you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just. they just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's saturday today. june 27. and i guess you already know what time is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7569322234481239160?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7569322234481239160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7569322234481239160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7569322234481239160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7569322234481239160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-people.html' title='some people'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-590105144977925181</id><published>2009-06-22T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:52:16.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an old post from an old blog</title><content type='html'>The Enneagram. The activity was nice. It was fun. I didn’t expect that I’d get the results that I got. (Oi.. that sounds pretty clear to me.) But the results that I got were really the characteristics that I have. It is useful. (We should take more of ‘em enneagrams. Haha.)  It gave out guidelines on how to deal with other people and I got to know more about my classmates. As every personality type is described I would turn to the described people and I’d say: “OO nga anu.. ganun nga siya…” Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle: Dad, we took an Enneagram test kanina…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Really? What’s Enneagram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle: A personality test… I’m a ONE… Perfectionist daw…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Really? How come it doesn’t show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really doesn’t show, doesn’t it? Haha. Or maybe it doesn’t show because I don’t really show it? Why would I show it? But sometimes it shows because it comes naturally. Kaching kaching! I know. I can tell. And I guess it’s TRUE. The test results are me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfectionist. I guess I am really one. Oh no. Hate me now. I’m so sorry for this post. I know it makes me sound like… yah know. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a ONE. Tolerant, self-disciplined, reasonable, responsible, tense, and anxious and always takes things seriously. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whoa. I’m having a hard time here. Ang hirap.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some evidences(?) Hala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get along with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Take your share of the responsibility so I don't end up with all the work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do. You can read my second blog entry about this. Most of the time, I end up with all the work because I want things done. And I want it done because I want it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I'm hard on myself. Reassure me that I'm fine the way I am and encourage me to lighten up and to laugh at myself when I get uptight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really the worried-all-the-time type of person. I get so scared of being reprimanded. When I forget things, I feel very bad about it. Minsan, kapag nagagalit ang isang tao, kahit sa isang buong grupo pa siya galit, I feel na ako lang ang pinapagalitan. And help me laugh at myself, I’m always all too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about being a ONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can be the best I can be and I can bring out the best in other people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Maybe, I guess so. I can be critical at times. I try to tell people what I think about things. Enough said. Embarassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s hard being like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Feeling burdened by too much responsibility.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I like to lead, keep papers and write, sometimes the papers get piled up on me and my group mates are nowhere to be found, I end up with all the work. I feel that I should always be responsible for things and I get the job done by saying: “Wah! Andami ko pang gagawin!” coupled with cramming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not being appreciated for what I do for people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really not appreciated? Back in high school, yep! I always try to do things for others that sometimes, I end up abused. I don’t know if “abused” is the right term. Parang sobra naman. But you’d get it. Yah know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about being me as a daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I criticize myself in anticipation of criticism from my siblings. You know how it is when your parents are in the mood of annoying you? Haha. “Tingnan mo si Mealyn (not my sister’s real name)… blah blah blah…” “Buti pa si ganto… ganyan ganyan…” I do criticize myself. “Siguro nga…” “ Kaya siguro ganito ganyan ganyan..” Sniff sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am “good”. I deny or keep my frustrations to myself. I want to share my festival mall, SM and ATC experiences. This is what happens in a mall. My sister comes to dad, says: “Dad, bili mo ko nun!” Dad: “No!” Here she comes…. She pouts the pout……. AND!!! There!!! She got it!!! She got what she wanted!!! YES!!! She did it again!! What a play by the little one!!! Woo. Hey. I love my sister. And I just loooove making fun of her. Haha. This happens a lot. And I just keep it all to myself. But I shared it now. So, it's not all to myself. I also want things. I also say: "Dad, bili moko nun!" But when he says NO. It's really gonna be a NO because I don't want guilt feelings of persuasion and kakulitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving Force: Anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need: Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, definitely. I need patience. I need to go easy on details and things. I need extra tolerance. As I said earlier, help me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Tama na. Hindi na ako makahinga. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from people.dlscanlubang.org) fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-590105144977925181?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/590105144977925181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=590105144977925181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/590105144977925181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/590105144977925181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-post-from-old-blog.html' title='an old post from an old blog'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4579000225093221071</id><published>2009-06-22T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:06:22.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a starbucks experience</title><content type='html'>you order the perfect brew from &lt;br /&gt;the counter..&lt;br /&gt;you hear music swelling in &lt;br /&gt;the background..&lt;br /&gt;you smell the relaxing aroma of &lt;br /&gt;ground coffee beans..&lt;br /&gt;you feel you're going to enjoy this &lt;br /&gt;very cup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wait for the moment your name echoes in &lt;br /&gt;that white mocha colored hall..&lt;br /&gt;then you hear it.&lt;br /&gt;you get the immaculate white cup from the counter&lt;br /&gt;and smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you plop down a plushy couch while&lt;br /&gt;clutching your drink and feeling warm all over..&lt;br /&gt;you take a sip and let the blissful feeling &lt;br /&gt;engulf your senses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take you away on a journey.. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[trying a hand on creative writing. haha. labeet!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4579000225093221071?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4579000225093221071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4579000225093221071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4579000225093221071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4579000225093221071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/06/starbucks-experience.html' title='a starbucks experience'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-483592513101416728</id><published>2009-06-12T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:59:47.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>data mining</title><content type='html'>data mining class. prof not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy. went to batangas with the whole family yesterday. as in my family. mom. dad. dabs. boch. pet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner at teriyaki boy in tagaytay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time of our life. catching waves. salty sea. chicken. laughing. sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and goodbyes suck. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. grateful for the time with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-483592513101416728?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/483592513101416728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=483592513101416728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/483592513101416728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/483592513101416728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/06/data-mining.html' title='data mining'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4432337973230544650</id><published>2009-05-26T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:59:49.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>haha! Posted from a phone capable of wireless browsin' or sumthin'.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new baby in the house..&lt;br /&gt;Please welcome mia francette b. mantes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! So excited.. Pretty girl.. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4432337973230544650?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4432337973230544650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4432337973230544650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4432337973230544650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4432337973230544650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7059363600687855250</id><published>2009-05-17T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:43:22.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;summer has been&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really enjoyed it.. went swimming. danced in the rain. basked in the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friends. old friends. bad friends. good friends. revelations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah know. usual and great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;really great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;though it's about to end... (wah.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna love what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;school is on the way. and i'm a senior. wee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6966150770383345462-7059363600687855250?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7059363600687855250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7059363600687855250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7059363600687855250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7059363600687855250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1099905738844016390</id><published>2009-04-01T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:26:33.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring is in the air and i'm a flower. there's nothing interesting to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1099905738844016390?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1099905738844016390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1099905738844016390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1099905738844016390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1099905738844016390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/04/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-589024556761653556</id><published>2009-03-11T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:31:35.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;break time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohpee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badtrip enlistment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their incompetency is simply and utterly unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &gt;:o&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/6966150770383345462-589024556761653556?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/589024556761653556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=589024556761653556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/589024556761653556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/589024556761653556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/03/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5081132651042362675</id><published>2009-03-06T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:44:04.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to tke this time to take time to chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. I like chillin'. It makes life fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoy. Life. is. short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"i can do all these, knowing that my God will bring me to judgement..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;be like the fountain that overflows, not merely the cistern that contains... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-veronikadecidestodie&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/6966150770383345462-5081132651042362675?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5081132651042362675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5081132651042362675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5081132651042362675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5081132651042362675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/03/take-time.html' title='take time'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1524681075150192996</id><published>2009-03-03T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T07:35:32.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay.</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since I posted. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happening actually. I'm just happy. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's grace is always there to fall in love with. His mercies endure forever.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; living by faith. my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God is an awesome God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1524681075150192996?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1524681075150192996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1524681075150192996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1524681075150192996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1524681075150192996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title='yay.'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-234393358010450528</id><published>2009-02-10T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:12:24.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if?</title><content type='html'>what if someone significant in the past is coming back ... ?&lt;br /&gt;what if you don't know how to take it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you wait for something for a long time, then it finally comes, what are you going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you face the music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's the music you've been wanting to hear and now that you can hear it, you feel like it sounds too good to be true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-234393358010450528?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/234393358010450528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=234393358010450528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/234393358010450528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/234393358010450528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-if.html' title='what if?'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-9048097826560356683</id><published>2009-01-21T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:31:46.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 post</title><content type='html'>yeah! timesrs time. woohpeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSS: broken and spilled out...  ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't written stuff since last year. bah! so bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-9048097826560356683?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/9048097826560356683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=9048097826560356683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/9048097826560356683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/9048097826560356683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-post.html' title='2009 post'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-272034693184279685</id><published>2008-12-18T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:11:15.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza and adventure</title><content type='html'>This week is a whole lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Shakey's with friends. We ate pizza of course.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - To NAIA and to an S&amp;amp;R (we don't know what branch) and we ate pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - To Shakey's again for lunch and then to Greenbelt. Timezoned. Starbucked. Had a great time singing 12 days of Christmas. We even made our own version.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - To Austin's place cuz we had to do a report. Ordered Yellow Cab Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! my week so far. And so far it has been great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-272034693184279685?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/272034693184279685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=272034693184279685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/272034693184279685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/272034693184279685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/12/pizza-and-adventure.html' title='pizza and adventure'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-2380174209163771601</id><published>2008-12-08T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:16:30.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monstro city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/ST4NBDJwvoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wIJLks7vLqQ/s1600-h/monshter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 64px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/ST4NBDJwvoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wIJLks7vLqQ/s320/monshter.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277670125002079874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing moshimonster during infosys. so fun. that little monster eats the cursor! ha ha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-2380174209163771601?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2380174209163771601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=2380174209163771601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2380174209163771601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2380174209163771601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/12/monstro-city.html' title='monstro city'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/ST4NBDJwvoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wIJLks7vLqQ/s72-c/monshter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-368736355351675011</id><published>2008-11-20T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:56:34.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SSVBO_fjpsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lD6c6bTUPec/s1600-h/twilight_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SSVBO_fjpsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lD6c6bTUPec/s320/twilight_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270690664724801218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(smoldering, ocher eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i obviously can't wait. just like those other twilight fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just have to get a grip. falling in love with someone like Edward Cullen is way out of the human world. the fact that he's a vampire and that he's a fictional character. but still. i fell in love. and a lot of people fell in love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the book is so much better for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SSVBOoD9SvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ny-cXx0GxC4/s1600-h/7wj4k5g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SSVBOoD9SvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ny-cXx0GxC4/s320/7wj4k5g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270690658435025650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(book cover)&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/6966150770383345462-368736355351675011?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/368736355351675011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=368736355351675011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/368736355351675011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/368736355351675011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-wait.html' title='can&apos;t wait'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SSVBO_fjpsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lD6c6bTUPec/s72-c/twilight_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-702601172149643696</id><published>2008-11-20T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:40:11.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never let you go</title><content type='html'>I've been a-waiting since I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;I've been a-waiting just to find somebody true&lt;br /&gt;Somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think about another morning&lt;br /&gt;I'd think about it and it used to make me blue&lt;br /&gt;But then I found you&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-by jakaranda, parent trap soundtrack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-702601172149643696?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/702601172149643696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=702601172149643696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/702601172149643696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/702601172149643696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-never-let-you-go.html' title='i&apos;ll never let you go'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-9092191381196225522</id><published>2008-11-12T05:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:11:56.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fa zhou, mulan&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/6966150770383345462-9092191381196225522?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-6028320511120969113</id><published>2008-11-12T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:08:22.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>extremely annoyed</title><content type='html'>sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what is so wrong about being quiet.&lt;br /&gt;people should learn how to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shut that mouth&lt;/span&gt; and tie that stupid tongue.&lt;br /&gt;it's not an easy task, but hey! it's worth a try, yah know.&lt;br /&gt;and it probably won't make you feel tactless all the time.&lt;br /&gt;and that you already are.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please zip it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the heck write all these here?&lt;br /&gt;these should be shoved right down their throats so they'd give it a rest.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt; i'd like that.&lt;br /&gt; but as much as i'd like that, it's worth nothing.&lt;br /&gt;'cause they're quite good at it. (hey, you are very much welcome.. )&lt;br /&gt;but hey! it's worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could actually talk about it the whole day just as much as you'd like to annoy people the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop b*tching  me around. you are so not the boss of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-disturbed. forgive me. i just want to write it down. it kills hiding all this. hahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-6028320511120969113?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6028320511120969113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=6028320511120969113&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6028320511120969113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6028320511120969113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/extremely-annoyed.html' title='extremely annoyed'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7263080546843954803</id><published>2008-11-10T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:27:40.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>color me chocolate</title><content type='html'>everybody's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;different&lt;/span&gt; that's why everybody's&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that? how confusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everybody's different, no one will be unique? err. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i messed it up. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is a dark and depressing place without &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7263080546843954803?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7263080546843954803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7263080546843954803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7263080546843954803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7263080546843954803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/11/color-me-chocolate.html' title='color me chocolate'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-2834654697843031825</id><published>2008-10-31T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:34:05.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frustration is an interesting emotional state because it tends to bring out the worst in whoever  is frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is hell. Our college week is coming up and we are all nearing nervous breakdown. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scratch that. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leave it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/6966150770383345462-2834654697843031825?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2834654697843031825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=2834654697843031825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2834654697843031825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2834654697843031825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/10/frustration.html' title='frustration'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7574443929506536240</id><published>2008-10-17T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:13:26.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not crazy and that's the weirdest thing about it.&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/6966150770383345462-7574443929506536240?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7574443929506536240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7574443929506536240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7574443929506536240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7574443929506536240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleepless.html' title='sleepless'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1507312180596557217</id><published>2008-09-29T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:19:45.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twilight again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1507312180596557217?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1507312180596557217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1507312180596557217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1507312180596557217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1507312180596557217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/end.html' title='the end'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7127042156616772276</id><published>2008-09-21T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:58:00.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in love, definitely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SNczzAUQBiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JyAKRsw_Lss/s1600-h/baring_my_heart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SNczzAUQBiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JyAKRsw_Lss/s320/baring_my_heart.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248720842074883618" 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/6966150770383345462-7127042156616772276?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7127042156616772276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7127042156616772276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7127042156616772276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7127042156616772276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-love-definitely.html' title='in love, definitely.'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SNczzAUQBiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JyAKRsw_Lss/s72-c/baring_my_heart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8910751507614170744</id><published>2008-09-05T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:07:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>until i get over you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SME833GrkGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/I36b7dJuIWA/s1600-h/th_kristinkurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 77px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SME833GrkGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/I36b7dJuIWA/s320/th_kristinkurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242538371618410594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Woke up today thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Another night that I made my way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; So many dreams still left in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; But it can never come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I press rewind and remember when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; I close my eyes and I'm with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; But in the end I can still feel the pain ­ every time I hear your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked through the park, in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I heard a voice and I thought you were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I run away but I just can't escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Memories of you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; They say that time will dry the tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; But true love burns for a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Give my tomorrows for one yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Just to know that I could have you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun won't shine since you went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Seems like the rain's falling every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; There's just one heart, where there once was two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; But that's the way it's gotta be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 'til I get over you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;emotional- on- the- inside mode...♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8910751507614170744?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8910751507614170744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8910751507614170744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8910751507614170744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8910751507614170744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/until-i-get-over-you.html' title='until i get over you'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SME833GrkGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/I36b7dJuIWA/s72-c/th_kristinkurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3606603640535711843</id><published>2008-09-04T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:47:43.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>course cards</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I learned a lot in the faculty room as we got our cards and as some students asked for adjustments with their grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Grades are not like items in the market. You can't bargain for 'em."&lt;br /&gt;-Ms. Malu, English Prof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not all over yet. As long as it's not over, you'll still get your second wind."&lt;br /&gt;-Ms. Kath, Innovate Prof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi nasusukat ng mga numero ang talino."&lt;br /&gt;-Ms. Alona, Filipino Prof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's up for term break? I know I do. I am thankful for my grades. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas a great term!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3606603640535711843?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3606603640535711843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3606603640535711843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3606603640535711843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3606603640535711843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/course-cards.html' title='course cards'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-260322369168374505</id><published>2008-09-03T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:02:19.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deliriously happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL-H1tWcz1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/fNxuByhnCJQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL-H1tWcz1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/fNxuByhnCJQ/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242057848059121490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL-HP-bXHLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-fRwQBuni3E/s1600-h/love-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL-HP-bXHLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-fRwQBuni3E/s320/love-36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242057199808093362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I know we're too young to talk about forever but now, it's what it feels like..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6966150770383345462-260322369168374505?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/260322369168374505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=260322369168374505&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/260322369168374505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/260322369168374505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/deliriously-happy.html' title='deliriously happy'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL-H1tWcz1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/fNxuByhnCJQ/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7096511807352277983</id><published>2008-09-01T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:00:25.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that dream academe</title><content type='html'>What's with this reality show? I don't see why someone would want to himself or herself be seen on TV putting on roll-on, picking up her undergarments and talking nonsense for more than thirty minutes. It's just ridiculous. I don't have anything against the show, but-- Ok, I do have something against the show. Actually, it doesn't look anything like real to me... Of course, these guys know that they're gonna be on TV, so are they really acting real? I mean, they auditioned for the show!&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing real and I don't think they act normal..so.. in conclusion, I think shows like this just, I don't know... waste air time? But, it appeals to others so.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm even tuned in to it. Duh. That's why I had to say something. I really should turn the crap off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7096511807352277983?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7096511807352277983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7096511807352277983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7096511807352277983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7096511807352277983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-dream-academe.html' title='that dream academe'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8012676212144511584</id><published>2008-08-27T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:25:25.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>casablanca</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/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SLYgTfLxBlI/AAAAAAAAADk/T8MGh8ZvUHI/s1600-h/casablanca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SLYgTfLxBlI/AAAAAAAAADk/T8MGh8ZvUHI/s320/casablanca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239410735652603474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Makes the spine tingle and the heart take a leap. Entertaining and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;- Bosley Crowther, THE NEW YORK TIMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched this movie the other day, it really is a hit. It's old, right.. but it's worth the watch. I really loved their lines. Loved the way they acted their parts and I especially loved Ingrid Bergman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SLYhs8ZaRGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XK_Py1pNJqY/s1600-h/bergman3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SLYhs8ZaRGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XK_Py1pNJqY/s320/bergman3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239412272502817890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid Bergman was really beautiful. Elegant. Look at her.&lt;br /&gt;She's an angel right? LOL. I'm just appreciating beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movie part I loved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Rick, I have to talk to you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;Rick is drunk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;] Uh-huh. I saved my first drink to have with you. Here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;passes her a drink&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: No. No, Rick, not tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: *Especially* tonight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Please...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;he pours a drink&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Why did you have to come to Casablanca? There are other places.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: I wouldn't have come if I'd known that you were here. Believe me Rick, it's true I didn't know...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: It's funny about your voice, how it hasn't changed. I can still hear it. "Richard, dear, I'll go with you anyplace. We'll get on a train together and never stop - " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Don't, Rick! I can understand how you feel.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;scoffs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;] You understand how I feel. How long was it we had, honey?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;on the verge of tears&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;] I didn't count the days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Well, I did. Every one of 'em. Mostly I remember the last one. The wild finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain with a comical look in his face because his insides have been kicked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Can I tell you a story, Rick?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Has it got a wild finish?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: I don't know the finish yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Well, go on. Tell it - maybe one will come to you as you go along.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000006/"&gt;Ilsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: It's about a girl who had just come to Paris from her home in Oslo. At the house of some friends, she met a man about whom she'd heard her whole life. A very great and courageous man. He opened up for her a whole beautiful world full of knowledge and thoughts and ideals. Everything she knew or ever became was because of him. And she looked up to him and worshiped him... with a feeling she supposed was love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;bitterly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;] Yes, it's very pretty. I heard a story once - as a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano playing in the parlor downstairs. "Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid," it always began. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;laughs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000007/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: Well, I guess neither one of our stories is very funny. Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Lazlo, or were there others in between or... aren't you the kind that tells? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="fine"&gt;Ilsa tearfully and silently leaves. Rick's face falls in his hands sadly, knowing that he's said all the wrong things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But Rick really loved Ilsa and he eventually let her go in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Here's looking at you, kid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love this movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DOCUME%7E1/Dabsko/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8012676212144511584?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8012676212144511584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8012676212144511584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8012676212144511584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8012676212144511584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/casablanca.html' title='casablanca'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SLYgTfLxBlI/AAAAAAAAADk/T8MGh8ZvUHI/s72-c/casablanca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-990352776627207128</id><published>2008-08-13T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:06:29.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the feeling is actual the feeling is mutual</title><content type='html'>The feeling is mutual.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is actual.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatawa lang na ganun kadali magsawa and tao sa isang relasyon. One minute, ok sila. Next, nagaaway na, tapos mamaya bati na ult. Tapos nagiging ritwal na yung ganun. Tapos pag nagtagal, sawa na. Ayaw na. Tama na. Sobra na. "It's not you, it's me" moments na. Scary di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaano na ba kaseryoso and mga relasyon sa panahon ngayon? O mas magandang tanong ba yung Gaano na ba nagkakalolokan ang mga tao nagyon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap mag-assume sa panahon nagyon. Minsan hindi mo alam kung sincere pa yung mga tao. Asan na sa ngayon yung level of sincerity? Meron pa nga ba? Para sa akin, siguro meron pa. Siguro lang ha, kasi nga mahirap mag-assume di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang pinagtataka ko, bakit minsan isang tao lang ang nag-mo-monopolize ng relasyon? May mga sinasabi pa nga yung iba na: "Hindi siya ganyan nagyon, kundi dahil sa akin..." O diba? Fair ba yun? Tama nga naman na may nagagawa sayo na mabuti yng tao, pero 'di ibig sabihin nun sayo na umiikot mundo nya.  At di ibig sabihin na kung ikaw ang gumagawa ng desisyon, eh may karapatang kang i-hold siya at hawakan siya sa leeg. (Syempre di literal 'to ah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. So nakapagbuhos na naman ako ng sama ng loob (or di naman siguro sama) tungkl sa mga bagay bagay na na-oobserve ko. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya ma-in-love pero hindi lahat yun buhay mo na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-990352776627207128?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/990352776627207128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=990352776627207128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/990352776627207128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/990352776627207128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/feeling-is-actual-feelig-is-mutual.html' title='the feeling is actual the feeling is mutual'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-9064339300959865134</id><published>2008-08-08T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:10:48.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dynprog is cool</title><content type='html'>cool date today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-8-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dynprog is cool.. bwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this date happens only once in our quiet world. -R.S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-9064339300959865134?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/9064339300959865134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=9064339300959865134&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/9064339300959865134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/9064339300959865134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/dynprog-is-cool.html' title='dynprog is cool'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8855670563258271162</id><published>2008-08-06T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:50:39.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ano ba ako?</title><content type='html'>ano ka ba deedin?&lt;br /&gt;deedin? ok ka lang?&lt;br /&gt;deedin!&lt;br /&gt;hui. san ka punta? sama ako...&lt;br /&gt;deedin, pa-abot naman phone..&lt;br /&gt;ate deedin samahan mo ako SM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Ano ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes on in the itty bitty li'l brain?&lt;br /&gt;For now, it's all damaged. LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking... Is this really an unfair world? Do the bratty kids really get all that they want? All of it? All the game consoles, phones, gadgets? Or am I just not contented with what I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama. I'm just the li'l demonyita who wants to live life like I'm not me. Like I'm not blessed at all. But I am all wrong. As a matter of fact, I am so blessed. I have friends. I have a phone. (at least I have one. :D) I have a big God. And it's really all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day of realization for the demonyita li'l me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-post from Camille's laftaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contentment is a really hard thing right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8855670563258271162?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8855670563258271162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8855670563258271162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8855670563258271162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8855670563258271162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/ano-ba-ako.html' title='ano ba ako?'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5594673932841409354</id><published>2008-08-05T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:06:28.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give me some credit</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people just need to tell you they support you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they too have to love and value what you do. So you keep pushing it.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be fair sometimes, 'coz you value what they do and yet they don't when you do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! am officially badtrip... this much..(     )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-post at anna's place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5594673932841409354?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5594673932841409354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5594673932841409354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5594673932841409354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5594673932841409354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/give-me-some-credit.html' title='give me some credit'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8987331901830709384</id><published>2008-08-04T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:25:27.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCrkvxxLI/AAAAAAAAACk/pONhIeOdNNA/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCrkvxxLI/AAAAAAAAACk/pONhIeOdNNA/s320/DSC00805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652439835821234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to green hills.. july 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCrw7HLCI/AAAAAAAAACs/9eMMvTSMzpE/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCrw7HLCI/AAAAAAAAACs/9eMMvTSMzpE/s320/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652443104586786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos bumalik kami ng ATC.. ate pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCr2_8PNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XryqsHAJ4AM/s1600-h/Chbs-px588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCr2_8PNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XryqsHAJ4AM/s320/Chbs-px588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652444735454418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos august1.. ATC ulit.. nood the MUMMY.. (yawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCsKQt73I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uvgxz8EzygY/s1600-h/Chbs-px597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCsKQt73I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uvgxz8EzygY/s320/Chbs-px597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652449906093938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went nut-so with the camera again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCsHOr2hI/AAAAAAAAADE/KvIPu-Rm-xc/s1600-h/Chbs-px576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCsHOr2hI/AAAAAAAAADE/KvIPu-Rm-xc/s320/Chbs-px576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652449092262418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ATC! julie, charles, moi and camille&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8987331901830709384?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8987331901830709384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8987331901830709384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8987331901830709384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8987331901830709384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-feet.html' title='happy feet'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcCrkvxxLI/AAAAAAAAACk/pONhIeOdNNA/s72-c/DSC00805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4805090136121302890</id><published>2008-08-04T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:18:09.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>few of my favorite things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOBdWs9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DWMUQwNtZGs/s1600-h/Chbs-px530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOBdWs9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DWMUQwNtZGs/s320/Chbs-px530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230649733123847122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOF6w5QI/AAAAAAAAACE/Fty11pjmkBw/s1600-h/Chbs-px564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOF6w5QI/AAAAAAAAACE/Fty11pjmkBw/s320/Chbs-px564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230649734320940290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Assembly self portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOJ8K-TI/AAAAAAAAACM/pPUyXF3MxK0/s1600-h/Chbs-px570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOJ8K-TI/AAAAAAAAACM/pPUyXF3MxK0/s320/Chbs-px570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230649735400585522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole package... new and old members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOZiODVI/AAAAAAAAACU/21AFIiTDjpo/s1600-h/Chbs-px529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOZiODVI/AAAAAAAAACU/21AFIiTDjpo/s320/Chbs-px529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230649739586702674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera addicts ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOcoGKEI/AAAAAAAAACc/5HQQAhyk68g/s1600-h/Chbs-px570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOcoGKEI/AAAAAAAAACc/5HQQAhyk68g/s320/Chbs-px570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230649740416657474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;oin.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ove.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;chieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JMA's general assembly.. July 30, 2008,... the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4805090136121302890?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4805090136121302890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4805090136121302890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4805090136121302890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4805090136121302890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='few of my favorite things'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJcAOBdWs9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DWMUQwNtZGs/s72-c/Chbs-px530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7464386575914628045</id><published>2008-08-02T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:58:14.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>epol apol</title><content type='html'>may mansanas sa tabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;an apple a day keeps the doctor away.&lt;br /&gt;why would you want to keep doctors away?&lt;br /&gt;what if apples are expensive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's august two&lt;br /&gt;we went to school at eleven&lt;br /&gt;we played stepmania too&lt;br /&gt;and then ate pizza fresh out of the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to camille's house&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's her day to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;we laughed out loud&lt;br /&gt;and then we ate and ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked&lt;br /&gt;we had fun&lt;br /&gt;we walked&lt;br /&gt;then at six we were gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the perfect end to a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it... Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7464386575914628045?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7464386575914628045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7464386575914628045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7464386575914628045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7464386575914628045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/08/epol-apol.html' title='epol apol'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-2196634557383555044</id><published>2008-07-29T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:52:03.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mga problema</title><content type='html'>Saklap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The problem of pain&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The problem of change&lt;br /&gt;let change be constant c. Is it good? Changing for the better. Is it bad? Changing for the better for others at the expense of others. What happens when you change? This is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;-all your friends will think you are some psycho&lt;br /&gt;-the person you really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hold dear &lt;/span&gt;thinks that you're letting go even if you're not and it just gets things all mixed up&lt;br /&gt;- you confuse yourself&lt;br /&gt;-your perspectives get all mixed up&lt;br /&gt;-you cry for no reason&lt;br /&gt;-you feel like you're not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The problem of insisting to know things&lt;br /&gt;Tampo ako sayo kasi... What is it? Eh wag na lang.. secret.. then you get to know why... You argue about it. You end up feeling sorry for yourself. You end up hurting another person. May lamat na yung relationship. You try to get back on things. Try to make it all better, but it's not working. It got all awkward. You're now too embarrassed to talk. You stay where you are. And it's amazing how people move on so quickly. You feel left out then the relationship becomes all stagnant. It's frozen. And all you could do is wish that you shouldn't have insisted on knowing. Life is  weird. Crazy. Beautiful. Whats the problem with being insistent? Nothing. It's what you do to improve upon relationships. But sometimes , perspectives just clash. Clash. They just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The problem of getting too attached&lt;br /&gt;Staple wire. Fastener. Ang hirap madikit sa tao. You take one step away, you feel like the person is too far. Ang hirap. You argue a little, it's like he or she had just planted a big slap on your face. Ang hirap. You try to get away. Hindi ka maka-alis. It's just so hard. Hard. At ang hirap umiyak kasi you'd do it every time he or she plants a slap on your face (figuratively).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The problem of being around nosy people&lt;br /&gt;They just annoy the person in you. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The problem of being around bossy people&lt;br /&gt;Bossy people get in your nerves. Big time. You just have to get away. Why is it that you have to inform them of all your actions? It's just too much. Sobra. Anything sobra is bad. "Bakit di nyo ako tinext?" Hello. Who the h*ck are you to boss us around? Grabe. Tapos. "Iniwan mo ako.." Uhm.. I hate to break it to you.. Nakikisabay ka lang po.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FYI. &lt;/span&gt;You don't really have the right to make people come back for you kung naiwan ka nila. Mahal ang gas. Reality check. You don't want us to boss you around din naman diba? Ah. Yeah. You wouldn't want that. Kaya nga kami ang na-b-boss around. Slick move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The problem of getting too much attention&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yeah. Wag masyado dito tingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The problem of being too kind&lt;br /&gt;This goes for people na takot magdamot. Don't be all that. Mahirap yun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say NO&lt;/span&gt;. It's as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;easy as saying YES. &lt;/span&gt;Yes, just please say no. Papa-utang ka ulit? People have their share of the problems life has to offer. Some might look like they don't have any pero they have. They do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saklap talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it's pet's day.. happy birthday sisturr.. miss yah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-2196634557383555044?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2196634557383555044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=2196634557383555044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2196634557383555044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2196634557383555044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/mga-problema.html' title='mga problema'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1043886175554291694</id><published>2008-07-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:39:11.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>I was reading and I can't help but post this. Before I get all lost in the book.  This one's the worth the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; awww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in someone's presence for the first time in along time is like finding that glove you gave up on. You had lost one so you couldn't wear the other. You could try, but one hand was always left out in the cold. even though there were new gloves to be bought in stores all over the city, some of them even on sale, none would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;be that pair. None of them would be broken in. Comfortable. But you wouldn't throw out the mate. You just kept it with your hats and scarves as a reminder. A hope. an then one day, when you were moving the couch to get the pen that you had dropped behind it, there it was. Your glove. Your favorite one. It had been waiting for you to reclaim mi, you just didn't know where to look. and later that day, when you went to the deli, you slipped the pair on in the elevator, and a warmth and familiarity consoled your body. Your were only going out for a container of milk, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;however far you went, you felt fine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You Have to Kiss a Lot of Frogs by Laurie Graff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1043886175554291694?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1043886175554291694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1043886175554291694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1043886175554291694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1043886175554291694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8330201053687633284</id><published>2008-07-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:35:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think aloud</title><content type='html'>Talking is thinking out loud. Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hear that people should always think before they speak out. But some never really do that, don't they? Sometimes people end up in regret, because they said the stoopidest things and that they could not take it back. Take me for example, blurting out nonsense and then wishing I thought about thinking about it.. Did I really have to think aloud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes saying nonsense gets rid of the awkward, dull moments. Teasing. Gossip. It's all about that big word. Gossip. You can't help it. And you need help. I need help. It's not that I do it all the time (guilty?), realizations just come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things do get my brain worked up. I love pondering upon these things. Upon. These. Things. And then after pondering, all I could say is "Oh yeah..". It's nice to do a little mouthwash ceremony sometimes, post something about being the talkative girl that you are... Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8330201053687633284?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8330201053687633284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8330201053687633284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8330201053687633284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8330201053687633284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/think-aloud.html' title='think aloud'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3074921196612840551</id><published>2008-07-25T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T06:04:46.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when a man loves a woman</title><content type='html'>The movie really inspired me to write. It's really worth the post. I learned so much from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is about a couple (as almost all love stories are..) Michael (pilot)  and Alice (alcoholic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael loved Alice so much that every time Alice gets drunk and passes out, Michael was always there to pick up the pieces and re-arrange Alice. They made the get-drunk-pass-out-pick-up-pieces a routine which became a threat to the safety of their daughters and even jeopardize their marriage. Eventually, time came where Alice had to be sent to a rehab because she was behaving badly and it could not go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Alice tried to fix her life, Michael was in the mom-dad shoes. He was stuck in what he called a crisis, he yelled at his daughters, he tried to fit in to the role. Square peg, Round hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Alice came back, everything was different. She wanted everything to be different because things were awkward, she thought it wouldn't work out, she had a new friend which Michael became jealous of, everything was not normal, and she thought it could never be normal. It was just sad. The movie made me cry. So, of course you have to insert all the drama (here.) They got separated, the kids cried, she cried, he cried. They really love each other and I think they did not know how to put it. They didn't know how to bring it all on the table so they can settle things. The two eventually got back together and they reconciled their differences (with a kiss).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point? My point exactly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am touched by this movie. It was really nice, though it was yet another broken family movie. I learned a lot from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that people really have to value what they have. You have someone that loves you so much, he or she is willing to sacrifice missing you to make you a better person (Like how Michael suffered from the possibility of losing Alice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have to take time and reflect on what the people who loves us do just to show us they love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that we have to know what we really want and not just what we want but what we love. It sure will take a lot of time to do that but it saves all the drama. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we say to people affects them in ways we would not be able to know. It just remains inside them. You can't get it out of their system. It's already engraved. There. Just there. This is my major lesson in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks a little long but it's worth the read. It tells so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"It's horrifying how much you can hate yourself for being low and weak and he couldn't save me from that. So I turned it on him; I tried to empty it onto him. But there was always more, you know. When he tried to help I told him that he made me feel small and worthless. But nobody makes us feel that, we do that for ourselves. I shut him out because I knew if he ever really saw who I was inside, that he wouldn't love me. And we're separated now, he's moved away, and it was so hard not to beg him to stay. And I don't know if I'm going to get a second chance but I have to believe. That I deserve one. Because we all do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3074921196612840551?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3074921196612840551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3074921196612840551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3074921196612840551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3074921196612840551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-man-loves-woman.html' title='when a man loves a woman'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5281908646629474053</id><published>2008-06-25T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:06:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJT2N5lMtzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CSYAtUMwmTg/s1600-h/DSC05639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230075785939564338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJT2N5lMtzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CSYAtUMwmTg/s320/DSC05639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School-home school-home routine? Do something fun. It's nice to do something different and exciting once in a while... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Go someplace without telling your parents.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Laugh out loud!&lt;br /&gt;♥ Play games at your mall's TIMEZONE.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Take pictures.. lot's of 'em..&lt;br /&gt;♥ Be busy with school work and org-work then break away... This means going someplace without telling your parents and going home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a really bad girl for missing things. I was supposed to go to our prayer meeting and I was totally late for it because I am so baaaaaaaaad... (tch! tch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had fun. Really. But guilty as of now. ☺ ♫ ♣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ "tralalalala.. la la la.."♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5281908646629474053?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5281908646629474053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5281908646629474053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5281908646629474053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5281908646629474053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/break-away.html' title='break away'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SJT2N5lMtzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CSYAtUMwmTg/s72-c/DSC05639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7205585858074710627</id><published>2008-06-09T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:50:49.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e-motions, e-mails, e-groups, e-commerce...</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: This post has nothing-whatsoever to do with the title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday... In our country, it's a holiday... Well.. Today's not the actual holiday, June 12 is.. but it was moved to a today because June 12's right smack in the middle of the week and  in the  Philippines, you can't get a break from work in the middle of the week.. Haha. Kidding.  But kidding aside, it sure looks that way to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I planned on spending my day with:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jogging - first thing in the morning... but... I woke up at 7am.. with the sun already up there... so.. cross out JOGGING..&lt;br /&gt;2. My friends and I planned to watch a movie.. but my immediate surroundings wouldn't allow it - and by immediate that would mean my dad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;3. As I could not do anything with the unfortunate series of events  this day, I condoned myself with the  "looking forward to go to Paseo --the ultimate hang-out (insert sarcasm)" -but what can do? Paseo is the only decent place nearby - but -here comes the "but" part- but... I ended up cleaning clutter in the living room... (Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the rest of the day moping about, walking, swinging in swings and making myself nauseous. And it was fun... super fun.. (bleaugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-motions. Emotional people. Bangs. Eyeliner. Black. I got depressed because of my uselessness today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. So, dinner came... and we were all like "the economy is so bad". If there's really a topic that wouldn't get off the dinner table, it's the ECONOMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after dinner, I got to the computer and I started typing away. No, after dinner, I washed plates... Yeah! And I not sick. Haha. There are so many things you think about while washing plates... and now.. I happen to forget what is was I thought about...  what was it?  Yah.. Why do people tease you when you do something that you usually don't..? Why is thaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. ramblings are all of these... And this it what I get from being bored all the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7205585858074710627?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7205585858074710627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7205585858074710627&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7205585858074710627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7205585858074710627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-motions-e-mails-e-groups-e-commerce.html' title='e-motions, e-mails, e-groups, e-commerce...'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8478972340613600441</id><published>2008-05-26T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:28:50.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SDqd9b_fRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xs89arAwQeg/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SDqd9b_fRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xs89arAwQeg/s320/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204645998191658770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungee Jumping: efficient stress reliever, makes you aware of how fragile life is, fun, felt like flying up up and away... away from the world and all its demands, makes you unaware of problems (just scream it out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really screaming up there.... It was so much fun than being stucked at home.. that was my last day of vacation by the way and i enjoyed it. Big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8478972340613600441?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8478972340613600441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8478972340613600441&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8478972340613600441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8478972340613600441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/suicide.html' title='suicide'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SDqd9b_fRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xs89arAwQeg/s72-c/Image083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5463983595496169575</id><published>2008-05-26T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:02:48.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am what i am</title><content type='html'>i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;infuriated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; sleepy&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;am weeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; am drowning&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;crying out for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; out loud&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;hating&lt;/span&gt; it&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;not listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ripped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; torn&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;trembling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; thinking&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am loved.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5463983595496169575?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5463983595496169575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5463983595496169575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5463983595496169575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5463983595496169575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-what-i-am.html' title='i am what i am'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4421694163285889508</id><published>2008-05-26T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:54:15.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as i go through life</title><content type='html'>Many people just get into your nerves and they just burst it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you? Someone who knows everything? Actually, you were in my nerves na... dati pa.. and you just had to worsen things.. Who are you ba to say such things to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami kang alam? Sure... Good for you.. Pero sana alam mong palpak ka din tulad ko.. tulad ng marami... and I want to recognize that fact na lahat tayo may pagkukulang... But in your case ang pagkululang mo... ISIP. Are you that stupid to judge people based on what you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; only&lt;/span&gt; feel and see? Actually, di mo nga nakikita eh.. pero some things come to your mind... Sayo ba? What do you think people see in you...? Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan talaga kailangan lang natin magisip.. forget doctrine and everything you learn sa school, ma-re-realize mo that you are so much smarter once you learn how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;use your brain&lt;/span&gt;. Don't look at everything on your side... Masyado ka naman atang magaling nun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are not machines. They are not perfect at kung hanap mo ay someone perfect.. Go get yourself a robot. For crying out loud. I actually thought about being your friend pa nga eh... But no... you chose to be someone so magaling, someone so angelic.  You really are a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit pa nakaka-asar ka.. I considered you a friend and I was just as scared losing friends but it turns out na hindi pala kaibigan ang turing mo sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expected more of me when all I can offer is friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but have you ever thought about asking me kung ano talaga turing ko sayo then wala sigurong nasaktan in whatever mushy way. Sayang talaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-4421694163285889508?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4421694163285889508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4421694163285889508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4421694163285889508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4421694163285889508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-i-go-through-life.html' title='as i go through life'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8944339417146792389</id><published>2008-03-27T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:47:27.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ensuring activity</title><content type='html'>haven't posted for months and i want to ensure my blog's activity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love blogger!! march 27 is cooler! way cooler..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8944339417146792389?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8944339417146792389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8944339417146792389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8944339417146792389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8944339417146792389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/03/ensuring-activity.html' title='ensuring activity'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5253171012042660510</id><published>2008-02-03T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:04:54.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>operese</title><content type='html'>operese time. woopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february four is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5253171012042660510?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5253171012042660510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5253171012042660510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5253171012042660510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5253171012042660510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2008/02/operese.html' title='operese'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-6985401121949965846</id><published>2007-10-02T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T04:15:16.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yah know..</title><content type='html'>Confusion is beautifully, gorgeously, pretty much my thing. I got confused a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got confused.. because someone suddenly broke out.. yelled at me.. and that person, we haven't spoken for months.. and suddenly.. he just let it out.. just like that.. just like the old times..&lt;br /&gt;2. After he yelled at me, my brains turned to goo and and my Monday became odd.. really odd.. I was not able to think, I lost many trains of thought.. plus I was thinking of other things that day.. My brain suddenly, at a snap, became crowded.. so crowded for me to remember what happened to my lost notebooks..&lt;br /&gt;3. I lost my notebooks.. and all of my notes are there.. beacuse it's a notebook.. that's why.. I want the sands of time back again.. back to the time when I can still remember things.. when I can still remember where I placed it or where I dropped it.. back to the time when I can remember  if I really had it with me that day..&lt;br /&gt;4. I have lots of tasks to do and I'm blogging.. see how confused I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really one big, lost and missing freak in a very fast moving world.. that's how far you get when you get lost..you go out to the world and say things.. lot's of 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-6985401121949965846?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6985401121949965846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=6985401121949965846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6985401121949965846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6985401121949965846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/10/yah-know.html' title='yah know..'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-5909746235535455978</id><published>2007-09-10T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T04:12:01.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>It's been (like, what?) some months since my last post. And I am not all that inspired to post something interesting as of the moment. So, ta-tah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-5909746235535455978?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/5909746235535455978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=5909746235535455978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5909746235535455978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/5909746235535455978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/09/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3124008610535080269</id><published>2007-07-04T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T02:22:49.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>island in the sun</title><content type='html'>When you’re on a holiday&lt;br /&gt;You can’t find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;All the things that come to you&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna feel it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an island in the sun&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be playing and having fun&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;I can’t control my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hip&lt;br /&gt;hip hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re on a golden sea&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need no memory&lt;br /&gt;Just a place to call your own&lt;br /&gt;As we drift into the zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an island in the sun&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be playing and having fun&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;I can’t control my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll run away together&lt;br /&gt;We’ll spend some time forever&lt;br /&gt;We’ll never feel bad anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3124008610535080269?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3124008610535080269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3124008610535080269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3124008610535080269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3124008610535080269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/07/island-in-sun.html' title='island in the sun'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3459241936851922502</id><published>2007-07-02T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T05:12:19.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>double redundancy</title><content type='html'>What happened then can also happen now. Scary? But that's the way it is. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute. Two minutes. An hour. A month. Everything can change. And change is good. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? I don't know. Until one day it came. It hit me and... BAM! There. That's what changed my life. And it still is changing my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is shallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3459241936851922502?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3459241936851922502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3459241936851922502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3459241936851922502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3459241936851922502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/07/double-redundancy.html' title='double redundancy'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7236023091675974833</id><published>2007-05-08T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T07:22:14.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful world'/><title type='text'>a precious moment</title><content type='html'>At 7:35 pm on the 7th of May 2007, something beautiful went past my eyes. It was a shooting star. It seemed so near and the clouds blurred its path just right so I could see it. It was the most wonderful experience and I can't stop telling everybody about it until it was already 8pm. It was so magical and the silliest thing that one could do is to make a wish. I made one. And I hope it happens soon. Real soon. I was really thankful for that short time that God gave me to see the star strike the sky like a match. It made me appreciate the ozone layer. If it weren't for that layer, the star wouldn't be magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those few seconds were really the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-7236023091675974833?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7236023091675974833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7236023091675974833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7236023091675974833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7236023091675974833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/05/precious-moment.html' title='a precious moment'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-6448845688107170037</id><published>2007-04-05T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:23:59.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a monologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can we be friends... again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can we start over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I missed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*handshake*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;See you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-6448845688107170037?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6448845688107170037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=6448845688107170037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6448845688107170037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6448845688107170037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/04/monologue.html' title='a monologue'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-1321719401739581578</id><published>2007-03-30T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:25:40.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mind</title><content type='html'>Ever experienced a time when your about to drink ketchup because you thought it was your C2?! Haha. I did. It happens when you think about statistics and calculus and speeches and debates and relationships-gone-bad and papers and fallacies and sleep. It happens when you feel that the limits of paperwork and thinking does not exist. Haha. But thinking is actually good. It helps you forget. How can it? I don't know. It just helps you to not think. A very blurred reasoning, right? But you can get it when you're in my flops. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-1321719401739581578?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/1321719401739581578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=1321719401739581578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1321719401739581578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/1321719401739581578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-mind.html' title='No Mind'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-7552682758404542667</id><published>2007-03-27T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:00:50.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a walk away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    He's  just a walk away&lt;br /&gt;    It wasn't my fault&lt;br /&gt;    It wasn't his fault&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing to do or say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I asked him to stay&lt;br /&gt;    And I made the move&lt;br /&gt;    There came no reply!&lt;br /&gt;    How could I be so dumb?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    It didn't work&lt;br /&gt;    I just wasted time&lt;br /&gt;    Everything stopped&lt;br /&gt;    All of it in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He found a new friend&lt;br /&gt;    She was my replacement&lt;br /&gt;    I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;    I was just his garment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I was a failure&lt;br /&gt;    The silence remained&lt;br /&gt;    It can never be broken&lt;br /&gt;      My story would forever be stained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now I'm hoping&lt;br /&gt;    Still hoping&lt;br /&gt;    Hoping I'd get it back&lt;br /&gt;    But change is constant and stopping is a must&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/6966150770383345462-7552682758404542667?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/7552682758404542667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=7552682758404542667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7552682758404542667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/7552682758404542667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/walk-away.html' title='a walk away'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-6608646499713021502</id><published>2007-03-23T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T01:22:57.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Fever</title><content type='html'>What does "cool fever" mean? Having a fever is not cool. So not. Especially when you get it from some sick class. Some classes are really contagious. It kinda gets in your bloodstream, makes you boil and then simmer. Haha. Some slick and sick class that is. But, you also learn something from it. Parameter. Cool word huh? Just makes the tongue glide. Parameter. Whoo. Parameter. I feel really feverish. Maybe it's because of the fact that I'm so depressed with and about the things that I can't do. It's really something, right? Acceptance can really be a big thing. Optimism too. Can you really, actually say that you can do something even if you can't? Can optimism and acceptance be in the same plane? Wow. I am so in pain. Slick rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry. Cry. Cry. Don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-6608646499713021502?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6608646499713021502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=6608646499713021502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6608646499713021502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6608646499713021502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/cool-fever.html' title='Cool Fever'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-8503431915210719208</id><published>2007-03-12T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:05:38.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at seventeen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RfU6XWfsqOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dhvqMfSWwO0/s1600-h/P3107527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RfU6XWfsqOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dhvqMfSWwO0/s320/P3107527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040999530761070818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I just turned seventeen last Saturday, and so, I'm now seventeen. Ü It was fun. We went to Splash Mountain to get some splashes and to, of course, celebrate the birthday. It was really cool even though it was hot during the day. I can now feel the sun burns.Your birthday celebration is really something that you will always cherish.  It can be fun being greeted by all your friends and it can also be fun thanking them for the greetings. But, some parts of that special day can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; or sad when those people whom you consider special greeted you with a bland "Happy Birthday..." or if they didn't greet you at all. That's the downside. But, all in all, it was fun and being seventeen can also entitle you to special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;privileges&lt;/span&gt; like getting two shirts in one shopping trip. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-8503431915210719208?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/8503431915210719208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=8503431915210719208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8503431915210719208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/8503431915210719208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/at-seventeen.html' title='at seventeen'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RfU6XWfsqOI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dhvqMfSWwO0/s72-c/P3107527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-415836942640065974</id><published>2007-03-06T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T01:25:35.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Probability of Failing</title><content type='html'>Something can seem long when you fail. So today I recieved the result for my Statistics exam. It was so bad. The subject lasts for one hour and thirty minutes but for me, it seemed like it took two hours because of the pain that I felt due to failing the exam. I can't be satisfied with just an "UNO" for my course card. I feel sad whenever I fail exams. There is nerdiness in me, that's why. I feel so bad right now and just have to let it out. I just can't get the reason of computing the probability of this and that. Let's just leave alone the coins, the dices and the playing cards. OK? Let's just leave rats and prisoners alone. OK? They seem to live in harmony. They don't compute about people. They don't compute the probability of being captured or tossed or rolled by a girl with curly hair who can't do Statistics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, what if they do? Some "King of hearts" is probably (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yeah, probably&lt;/span&gt;) having a hard time today too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is definitely a perfect day to cry and to bawl at people. It's not only the Statistics exam that gives me the lumpy throat and the teary eyes but also the fact that I feel something missing in my life.  I feel the urgent urge to shout at the people who made me feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. Even though I want to shout at you that I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-415836942640065974?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/415836942640065974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=415836942640065974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/415836942640065974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/415836942640065974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/probability-of-failing.html' title='The Probability of Failing'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-3753099308590901625</id><published>2007-03-05T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T04:14:24.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RewJIdfZt9I/AAAAAAAAABI/owpUC_OS0QQ/s1600-h/misshim.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RewJIdfZt9I/AAAAAAAAABI/owpUC_OS0QQ/s320/misshim.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038412124080682962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww men! don't leave me please. sniff sniff.. :'C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-3753099308590901625?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/3753099308590901625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=3753099308590901625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3753099308590901625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/3753099308590901625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RewJIdfZt9I/AAAAAAAAABI/owpUC_OS0QQ/s72-c/misshim.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-2977108932875969045</id><published>2007-03-01T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T05:33:56.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>days to go</title><content type='html'>I am turning seventeen on March ten. Hope everything would be okay by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss someone. I miss the hearty laughs. I miss the smile. I miss you. You kinda like make my day. Don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mushiness of mushed potato. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-2977108932875969045?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/2977108932875969045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=2977108932875969045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2977108932875969045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/2977108932875969045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/days-to-go.html' title='days to go'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-4080269631769711520</id><published>2007-03-01T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T05:27:13.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. i know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RebURyEzR2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SF2Fj7IC9R8/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RebUSiEzR6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/32rg3glmjtw/s320/01-05-06_1422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036946648110155682" 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/6966150770383345462-4080269631769711520?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/4080269631769711520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=4080269631769711520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4080269631769711520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/4080269631769711520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha-i-know.html' title='haha. i know.'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/RebURyEzR2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SF2Fj7IC9R8/s72-c/DSC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6966150770383345462.post-6721946459137838441</id><published>2007-02-27T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:38:05.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice</title><content type='html'>i am so getting the hang of blogging. ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6966150770383345462-6721946459137838441?l=ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/feeds/6721946459137838441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6966150770383345462&amp;postID=6721946459137838441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6721946459137838441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6966150770383345462/posts/default/6721946459137838441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablogbydanielle.blogspot.com/2007/02/nice.html' title='nice'/><author><name>♥danielle benig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835255051082997159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XUJcvFVgCdA/SL95e9p7jsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JtVXfEOn6X0/S220/DSC01567.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
