<?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-8179329981808267049</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:12:40.909-08:00</updated><category term='The Kids.'/><title type='text'>Time to dance.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-2806028330623864376</id><published>2008-09-03T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:38:21.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward Cullen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-2806028330623864376?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/2806028330623864376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=2806028330623864376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/2806028330623864376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/2806028330623864376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/09/edward-cullen.html' title='Edward Cullen.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-959932411255364196</id><published>2008-08-10T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T04:40:21.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;    SITE CLOSED!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydeathpealty.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Visit: http://mydeathpenalty.multiply.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-959932411255364196?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/959932411255364196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=959932411255364196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/959932411255364196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/959932411255364196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/08/gf.html' title='gf'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-4052067709356885935</id><published>2008-08-10T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T04:38:26.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;SITE CLOSED!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydeathpealty.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Visit: http://mydeathpenalty.multiply.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-4052067709356885935?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/4052067709356885935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=4052067709356885935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/4052067709356885935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/4052067709356885935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-8596460960231007314</id><published>2008-07-26T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:00:37.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;I was so happy that I became a &lt;strong&gt;bum&lt;/strong&gt; AGAIN for &lt;strong&gt;3days&lt;/strong&gt; here in &lt;strong&gt;Cotabato&lt;/strong&gt;. I just missed my &lt;strong&gt;daily routine&lt;/strong&gt; here at our house. You know, &lt;strong&gt;waking up so late, eating my brunch, surfing the net, reading Archie comics, watching soap operas&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh. This is what I call a &lt;strong&gt;VACATION&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;But I feel &lt;strong&gt;emotional&lt;/strong&gt; as this moment. &lt;strong&gt;Few &lt;/strong&gt;hours from now, I’ll be back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Davao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;. It’s not that I don’t like there but &lt;strong&gt;I’M HAPPIER WHEN I’M HERE IN COTABATO&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeahhh. There’s really no place like home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;Anyway, I really had fun last night at &lt;strong&gt;Sofia’s (Kaka Baby’s daughter) 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; birthday&lt;/strong&gt;. I love the theme. Lol. It’s Disney Princesses. &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ako si Princess Jasmine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;TEXT-ALIGN: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;Oh well, that’s all for now. &lt;strong&gt;Got to go&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman';mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman';mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-8596460960231007314?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/8596460960231007314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=8596460960231007314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/8596460960231007314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/8596460960231007314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/07/bum.html' title='Bum.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-4321603861190496095</id><published>2008-07-19T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:54:48.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New entry! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; It’s been a long time since I&lt;strong&gt; last&lt;/strong&gt; posted a &lt;strong&gt;blog entry&lt;/strong&gt;. I haven’t updated you guys about my &lt;strong&gt;college life&lt;/strong&gt;. If I’ll say all my &lt;strong&gt;experience&lt;/strong&gt; here, maybe you don’t want to read it that long, right? I’ll just summarize it. Lol. As if you guys are interested, eh? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Well, at first, I was so &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; with my new &lt;strong&gt;classmates/block mates&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I thought &lt;strong&gt;they were nice&lt;/strong&gt; but as all of us know, but like what our &lt;strong&gt;Sociology&lt;/strong&gt; teacher said, &lt;strong&gt;things are not what the seem&lt;/strong&gt;. Days passed, I know, some of them are &lt;strong&gt;talking behind&lt;/strong&gt; my back. Oh well. I shouldn’t be saying it all here because I know; many of them have their account here too. It’s fine though. At least, &lt;strong&gt;they’re aware&lt;/strong&gt; that I already &lt;strong&gt;knew everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change topic.&lt;/strong&gt; There is this funny experience I had. When I was at the resto somewhere at the mall, the &lt;strong&gt;waiter&lt;/strong&gt; (more like, the waitress) said that &lt;strong&gt;I AM PRETTY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;daw.&lt;/i&gt; Then when I came back to school, my &lt;strong&gt;classmate&lt;/strong&gt; then told me that &lt;strong&gt;I LOOK LIKE A CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;naman daw. &lt;/i&gt;Talking about &lt;strong&gt;compliments&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Somehow, I’m&lt;strong&gt; happy&lt;/strong&gt; at my &lt;strong&gt;new school.&lt;/strong&gt; I already found &lt;strong&gt;new friends&lt;/strong&gt; with the &lt;strong&gt;same attitude&lt;/strong&gt; with me. Lol. But, of course, I got &lt;strong&gt;tired &lt;/strong&gt;almost &lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt;. College is really tiring. One more thing is, I really don’t like being at the &lt;strong&gt;dorm&lt;/strong&gt;. I want &lt;strong&gt;privacy!&lt;/strong&gt; PLEASE! Haha. Sometimes, when I’m going to the &lt;strong&gt;kitchen &lt;/strong&gt;to get some food &amp; only to found out that the chef (??) &lt;strong&gt;went home&lt;/strong&gt; already. That’s the &lt;strong&gt;number one&lt;/strong&gt; why I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; being at the dorm. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;By the way, just so you know, I’m &lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Cotabato&lt;/strong&gt; right now. My &lt;strong&gt;homelaaaaand!&lt;/strong&gt; That’s why I have lots of time to &lt;strong&gt;write a blog&lt;/strong&gt;. Yesterday was my &lt;strong&gt;sister’s wedding&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeahyeah. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was supposed to be back at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Davao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt; today but I decided to stay here for just one more day. I just missed being at the &lt;strong&gt;mansion&lt;/strong&gt;. Lol. Kidding. I missed &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; here in Cotabato. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Before I’ll forget, me &amp; my &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; approached &lt;strong&gt;Chuck Allie&lt;/strong&gt;, one of the finalists in &lt;strong&gt;Starstruck&lt;/strong&gt; season 3 (??). And taken pictures with him. Haha &lt;strong&gt;laugh trip&lt;/strong&gt; to the max! It’s just that, he is do deyum &lt;strong&gt;handscme&lt;/strong&gt;! But not my &lt;strong&gt;type&lt;/strong&gt;. Sorry. Lol. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Okayy. I’ve run out of &lt;strong&gt;words&lt;/strong&gt; again. &lt;strong&gt;Kthx.&lt;/strong&gt; Bye!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-4321603861190496095?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/4321603861190496095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=4321603861190496095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/4321603861190496095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/4321603861190496095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-entry.html' title='New entry! :)'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-1020337241249569445</id><published>2008-06-22T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:14:46.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I am busy. Gahh. Chika laterrrr. That`s all :)&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-1020337241249569445?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/1020337241249569445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=1020337241249569445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/1020337241249569445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/1020337241249569445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy.html' title='Busy.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-1477588500942882089</id><published>2008-06-08T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T06:48:50.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodBye Cotabato :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f4f4f4; "&gt;I haaaaaate iiiiiit! Im going to Davao tomorrow because classes will start on Tuesday :( Hate hate hate hate hate iiiiiiit!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f4f4f4; "&gt;I`ll miss everyone. EVERYTHING. Sigghhhhhh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-1477588500942882089?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/1477588500942882089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=1477588500942882089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/1477588500942882089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/1477588500942882089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-cotabato.html' title='GoodBye Cotabato :('/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-2316392823007868503</id><published>2008-05-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T03:08:52.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I`m here at Gateway right now. Free wifi connection eh. Haha :) Anyway, I`ve watched Iron Man earlier &amp;&amp; I liked it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Btw, It`s my &lt;a href="http://marabiruar.multiply.com"&gt;BEZBEZ AMMARAH SAHARA M. BIRUAR&lt;/a&gt; bday today. Iloveyou Bez!!! :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Alam mo na yung message ko sayo. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-2316392823007868503?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/2316392823007868503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=2316392823007868503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/2316392823007868503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/2316392823007868503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-2446963509935167675</id><published>2008-05-18T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:05:52.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Currently here at TriNoma. Nothing to do. Haha :)) Anyway, STAR CITY is oh-so-loooove! Had a great time with my sisters &amp;&lt;EM&gt; pamangkin&lt;/EM&gt; yesterday :)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Gotta go now. Imy all!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-2446963509935167675?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/2446963509935167675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=2446963509935167675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/2446963509935167675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/2446963509935167675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-7059304492426587645</id><published>2008-05-15T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:35:56.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blabbing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I will leaving tomorrow. Im off to Manila for vacation. Can`t go online for days, weeks, I guess. Internet shoppes there are sooo expensive. Be back on 31th of May. Then on 1st day of June, I`m going to Davao to prepare my things &amp;&amp; also, to attend orientation. I will miss Cotabato sooooooooooooo much!!! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Anyway, wanna share you what happened during my enrollment. Haha I`m sooo effortless! My mom did all the requirements. Haha I just got nervous when I wrote my essay &amp;&amp; interviewed. But, it was all good. My essay was "I will be an asset in Ateneo de Davao University because.." &lt;EM&gt;Naks e nu?&lt;/EM&gt; Haha What I remembered is, I wrote there &lt;EM&gt;"I will be an asset in AdDU because I believe that I have what it takes to be a true blue Atenian. And I know that I am unique. Everyone`s unique, though." &lt;/EM&gt;HAHA so much for that! :P&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;And here comes the interview. It was my first time! Lol when he started to ask questions, I just blah-blah-blabbbbiiiing. I hope he liked my answers. I was &lt;EM&gt;spokening in dollars&lt;/EM&gt; that time! Hahaha. Ew-ness.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So, I'll just update this when I have time. I`m making myself a busy person in preparation for college. &amp;&amp; Speaking of college, I hate my schedules! My Sociology class if from 5.40PM to &lt;STRONG&gt;6.40PM (!!) &lt;/STRONG&gt;Sheesh! &lt;EM&gt;Kapui baya.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-7059304492426587645?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/7059304492426587645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=7059304492426587645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/7059304492426587645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/7059304492426587645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/blabbing.html' title='Blabbing.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-524991159737534759</id><published>2008-05-11T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:57:54.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A proud member of JAC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;JAC&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; means &lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Junior Alonto Clan&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The reunion was a BLAST! I looooooooved it! I was able to see my long lost relatives. I want to have a reunion every year just to see some of my cousins &amp;&amp; be close with them.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have &lt;STRONG&gt;LOTS&lt;/STRONG&gt; of chika to share with you. But Im still kinda &lt;EM&gt;tired.&lt;/EM&gt; I`ll just blog it laterrr. Will also &lt;STRONG&gt;update&lt;/STRONG&gt; the album later. Haha so &lt;STRONG&gt;lazy&lt;/STRONG&gt;, eh?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;&amp; Oh! &lt;STRONG&gt;Janeen&lt;/STRONG&gt;! Haha special mention &lt;EM&gt;ka. Yung mga &lt;STRONG&gt;pics&lt;/STRONG&gt;, don`t forget ahh? Alam mo naman.&lt;/EM&gt; Haha misssssed you!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-524991159737534759?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/524991159737534759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=524991159737534759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/524991159737534759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/524991159737534759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/proud-member-of-jac.html' title='A proud member of JAC.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-256356078829739943</id><published>2008-05-09T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T06:12:08.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Seriously, I really don`t have something to say. Well, maybe there is one thing I want you to know. I am super excited to be in &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;college&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;! You know, &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;meeting new friends&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. Haha that is a total fun! :)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;&amp; Oh guys, can`t be OL for &lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;2days&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. (??) I think. I`ll be at &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Marawi&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; again for the &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Thanksgiving party&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; for our new &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;attorney, Kuya AG Alonto &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;:) &amp;&amp; Also, a &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Family Reunion&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. Exciting, eh?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So, I told you, &lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I REALLY DONT HAVE&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;, you know, something &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; to say. Just blabbing. &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Lalalala.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-256356078829739943?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/256356078829739943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=256356078829739943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/256356078829739943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/256356078829739943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-nothing.html' title='Oh, Nothing.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-6006983219833118613</id><published>2008-05-03T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:03:36.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marawi :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;Im trying to re-write my looooooong blog entry that I should be posting here last night. ALL OVER AGAIN. Damnit.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Okayyy. My &lt;STRONG&gt;3-days &amp;&amp; 2-nights&lt;/STRONG&gt; stay in &lt;STRONG&gt;Marawi City&lt;/STRONG&gt; was sooooooooooo unforgettable. I didn`t not expected that because I thought it would be so boring. But yeaahh, I was wrong.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;1st night&lt;/STRONG&gt; - We went to the wedding venue to prepare the decorations. But, instead of helping them, we went to I-forgot-the-place to buy some foods. Haha &amp;&amp; Btw, before I forget. I met some of Lady`s first cousins there, not mentioning me new found err, yeahh whatever. Haha anyway, they`re sooo fun to be with. Mkayy. Back to the venue. In our suprise, we saw Ayza &amp;&amp; Janeen there. But they went home immediately. We just talked for about 5mins. So yeahh, we went home at around 11PM. Instead of having a beauty rest, we just talked to the bride. We asked her what she feels at that moment. We also slept at her room. You know, it`s her last night of being a single.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;2nd day, Wedding Day&lt;/STRONG&gt; - I woke up at around 8AM &amp;&amp; I was the only one who`s awake. I have nothing to do. I just listen to music while waiting for the sleeping beauties. Haha. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;11AM, same day&lt;/STRONG&gt; - We`re fixing ourselves. We ate breakfast &amp;&amp; chit-chattin` again with the bride. She was sooo nervous then. After we prepared, we went to Ayala cottages to get ready for the wedding. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;4PM&lt;/STRONG&gt; - We are all readdddy! :) Yee-hee. Everyone was nervous except for this one girl. ME. Haha yeahh, I was not nervous, thinking that Im in Marawi &amp;&amp; no one know me there. Haha :)) We were having a pictorial there while waiting for the groom.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;5PM, yeahyeah. Wedding proper&lt;/STRONG&gt; - The groom went to our cottage for some traditional &lt;EM&gt;echos&lt;/EM&gt;. Haha. We also went to the venue to start the wedding. Gahhd. Lots of guests. Can`t believe. I`m starting to feel nervous too. Haha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;7PM&lt;/STRONG&gt; - The wedding was great. All perfect :) After the pictorial, we directly went to the cottage, changed outfits. Then, we went to &lt;EM&gt;My Kitchen&lt;/EM&gt;, new resto at Marawi owned by some of our relatives. Ayza &amp;&amp; Janeen was there too. They`re helping to serve the foods. Summer job, eh? Lol. Kidding.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;10PM&lt;/STRONG&gt; - Back to the wedding venue with the bridesmaids. We`re just chillin` there. We loved the weather! :) So, yeahhh. We`re so glad to hear that they decided to let us, the bridemaids, sleep in the cottage. Yee-Hee. Talking about FUN. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;11PM - 1AM&lt;/STRONG&gt; - We`re havin a greatttt time. We`re talking stuffs. You know. Secrets. Gossips &amp;&amp; Whatever. Lololol. We didn`t talk about ghost stories because all of us were scared. Haha if you only see the place, lalala totally scary :P Me &amp; Pre slept at around 1AM. The other girls stayed late. I can hear them laughing but I wasn`t able to join with them because I`m sooooo sleepy then. Next time, girls. Righhtttt? :)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;3rd day, Bye Marawi&lt;/STRONG&gt; - I don`t want to go home yet. I want to be with my cousins. &amp;&amp; YEAH, I don`t want to leave &lt;STRONG&gt;AZZAAM &amp;&amp; LEI&lt;/STRONG&gt; =(( But I have to. Tssk. Anwyay, there`s this family reunion. Ofcourse, mom will go there. So maybe, I`ll go with her. I want to meet my long-lost cousins too. It`ll be my 1st time to attent a family reunion. Yeyeye.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;I`m tired of typing. Ta-Da!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-6006983219833118613?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/6006983219833118613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=6006983219833118613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/6006983219833118613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/6006983219833118613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/marawi.html' title='Marawi :)'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-5841707779513073102</id><published>2008-05-02T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T07:56:35.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Joann.</title><content type='html'>GOT THIS FROM JOANN`S BLOG. AGAIN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.mydeathpenalty.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBshmgoKCEIAAHbk4KU1/IMGP2489.JPG?et=n0ppD9A4POSmaVQ%2CWlCT2w&amp;nmid=" border=0 height="220" width="280"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here the pic that i told you Azz.. ^_^ CrYbAbY oF MaRksTerS.. ^_^ that's what she describes herself.. ^_^ She's a nice classmate.. We are not that very close to each other but as classmates, there's something there that makes us a whole. ^_^ Did I ever tell you that she has different crushes everyday?.. (according to my other classmates).. hehe..  She's the source of all "chiKas" hehe..  When the last day of senior's came, we had a so-called "year-end message" to all of our classmates and to our adviser. Unfortunately, she was not able to speak because she already burst out crying.. :(( Anyway, those who wanted to say messages, as to bid goodbye to our fellow classmates made their way infront of all. The laughter was still there but I know deep inside us its sadness and full of "i'll be missing you's".. I did not want to speak up but our adviser requested me to (well, as president).. I did not say goodbye because I know we'll be meeting soon.. I just thanked them for all the efforts they have made to make 4-St. MARK stand above the rest. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Azz, As you read this I hope you will not cry again.. hehe..  &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;To All Marksterz out there, Ma'am Piodena do miss you all. Take Care.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;_cLaSs pReS_&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-5841707779513073102?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/5841707779513073102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=5841707779513073102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/5841707779513073102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/5841707779513073102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-joann.html' title='From Joann.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-4683594215006150155</id><published>2008-04-29T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:27:57.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty Talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I can`t go online tomorrow until Friday? Yeahhh. Friday. I think soooo. Well, it`s because I`ll go to Marawi to attend Liebling`s wedding.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Okayyy. What`s up guys? My day was so-so. Still, it`s sooooo boring! No kids crying-out-loud everyday. Sighh. I missed them. And also, there`s no Azraa &amp;&amp; Shamee playing very seriously with their Gameboy. Haha It`s a funny thing that you can`t talk with them while they`re playing. Like, sweaaarrr. I was like &lt;EM&gt;"Hello? Am I talking to someone?"&lt;/EM&gt; Lololol. So, if you see them(as if) playing with their Gameboy, don`t even bother to talk with them. ONE THING I REMEMBERED, they`re playing it as if they`re inside that Gameboy. HAHA.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Speaking of Gameboy. Ofcourse, I also played it when I was a kid. But I didn`t have my own Gameboy. Poor me. Haha. Err. I only play Super Mario every now &amp;&amp; then. That was my favorite! I can play it whole day. Haha. But Im not that addicted to it. When it comes to technology, cellphone is what I`m supppeeeerrr addicted to! &amp;&amp; Yeah, what you call this? Lol.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Change topic. I am currently watching PBB Teens righttt now. Wth?! Nicole is crying right now because, JUST BECAUSE, her mom doesn`t want her to be close with Josef. Ackk. So, let`s not talk about them anymore. It`s just, you know, nonsense. It`s their feelings, btw. But oh! One thing`s for sure, I HAVE A HUGE CRUSH FOR JOSEF, ROBI &amp;&amp; EJAY. Haha.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Haha have nothing to say anymore. I`ll just update this as soon as I got home. I`m excited right now, really. I want to see my cousins there. Girl talk til AM. Yee-Hee. BTW! Don`t forget to leave some comments, uhhrayt? Lovelove, &lt;STRONG&gt;AZZ.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-4683594215006150155?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/4683594215006150155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=4683594215006150155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/4683594215006150155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/4683594215006150155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/04/shitty-talk.html' title='Shitty Talk.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-1803587279014456962</id><published>2008-04-28T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:32:38.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Marksterz 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.mydeathpenalty.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBWrSwoKCEIAAFsr7xc1/IMGP2349.JPG?et=wmAJ9nmc1TOMC03VrsEiUQ&amp;nmid=" height="220" width="290" border=0&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh My! I got this from &lt;A href="http://anndiansuy.multiply.com/"&gt;Joann`s&lt;/A&gt; multiply site. The moment I saw this I felt so emotional. I miss my classmates so much!!! They`re the best! I mean it. THE BEST classmates I ever had.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;When I found at that I`m going to the class of Miss Piodena, which is ST. MARK, honestly, I didn`t like my classmates at first. I was thinking that I can`t fit with them. BUT then, it was just a first impression &amp;&amp; I am soooo wrong with that. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Before, I can`t go to the canteen without my &lt;EM&gt;barkada&lt;/EM&gt; but when I entered this class, I can go everywhere with their accompany. I can stay in the classroom whole day just chit`chatin with them. I still can`t realize how I got along with them sooooo well. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;In my four years in NDC, my 4th year was the best. My St. Mark classmates made my highschool life very complete.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I just missed them like hell! I want to cry right now. My mood changed when I saw that picture. Thanks JOANN for sharing them. Btw, Joann was our very good class president. Wee. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;See you soooooon classmatesss! &lt;EM&gt;Pa`cheese burger kayo ha? Haha.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Btw, that picture was taken during our last PE session at NDC field. I was one of the guys &amp;&amp; I can`t reach the &lt;EM&gt;what-you-call-that&lt;/EM&gt;? Lol.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Lovelots, &lt;STRONG&gt;Azz&lt;/STRONG&gt;. &lt;EM&gt;(St Mark`s crybaby. Lol.)&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-1803587279014456962?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/1803587279014456962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=1803587279014456962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/1803587279014456962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/1803587279014456962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-marksterz-2008.html' title='The Great Marksterz 2008.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-9076407603538879424</id><published>2008-04-20T04:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T01:16:41.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiply, beibehh.</title><content type='html'>I am also back in Multiply. Haha i loooove blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;Check my site -- http://mydeathpenalty.multiply.com :)&lt;br /&gt;Lets make some noooiiisssssse! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-9076407603538879424?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/9076407603538879424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=9076407603538879424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/9076407603538879424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/9076407603538879424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/04/multiply-beibehh.html' title='Multiply, beibehh.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-3643657685193123673</id><published>2008-04-20T04:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:12:33.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Kids.'/><title type='text'>Kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i29.tinypic.com/esnsw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="270" alt="" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/esnsw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;They`re my favorite kids on Earth! Like, swearrr! I looooove them. I want you guys to meet them, Mkayyy? On the left side is Azalea but most of the ppl know her as LEI. Awww.. Cutie Lei. My friend`s favorite. The second one is Azzaam. ZAMBOY!! I have to admit, he`s my favorite. Haha playing favoritism, eh? I dunno. It`s just that, I LOVE PLAYING WITH HIM. Haha I`m always making him a girl. Oops, sorry. Lol. BUT he also loves to wear pink shirts or pink slippers. Haha :)) &lt;em&gt;Lagot ka kay Kuya Gerald, Zam&lt;/em&gt;. Lollers. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;The last one is AMJAD. The MEAN one. Bwahaha. He`s the cuuuuuutest. Isn`t it obvious? C`mon. Look at his cheeks. Burger, eh? Or should I say, Siopao? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;Mygahhhd. My day wasn`t complete because I didn`t saw them. Sighh. Lei &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Zamboy were out-of-town &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Amjad? He`s just playing his new gameboy. He`s too busy. That` why I wasn`t able to see them. Oh, No. &lt;em&gt;Mashadong tahimik dito sa bahay&lt;/em&gt;. I`m soooo not used to it. I didn`t hear Lei crying out loud. Zamboy playing with his twister. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Amjad shouting. Aww kids. I don`t want you to grow up. I want to play with you foreverrrr. I want to have kids like the three of you. Lololol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;I`m about to cry. Haha really. I badly need them. They always make me smile if I have problems. Awww =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;I want to be a child again. They don`t have problems. They just, you know, playing &amp;amp;&amp;amp; playing everyday. I`m getting emotional. Ewww. So, I have to stop this. Haha. Goodnight Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-3643657685193123673?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/3643657685193123673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=3643657685193123673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/3643657685193123673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/3643657685193123673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/04/kids.html' title='Kids.'/><author><name>Miss Rasmia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14149199545931947797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_LuJLJ8O28/SAtLHx7ZX8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sV7cRuYpGSc/S220/gj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/esnsw1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179329981808267049.post-7022747224687047320</id><published>2008-04-20T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:37:33.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its me. Rasmia.</title><content type='html'>Who`s Rasmia? Curious? Lalala. Its me, Azmarrah. Rasmia`s my second name. Anyway, I just want you to know that I`m into blogging again. Yeahhh, AGAIN. I`ve made lots of blogs way back then. I wasn`t able to update them because of my super busy schedule. But now, I realized that two months from now, I`m entering college life &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I think, I need to create my permanent online journal, so if I want to express my feelings, I`ll just put it in here, mkayy? So much for this. I`ll just update this again by tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179329981808267049-7022747224687047320?l=missrasmia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/feeds/7022747224687047320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179329981808267049&amp;postID=7022747224687047320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/7022747224687047320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179329981808267049/posts/default/7022747224687047320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missrasmia.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-me-rasmia.html' title='Its me. 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