<?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-12837715</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:51:01.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-112124625696287786</id><published>2005-07-13T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T02:17:36.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing this blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm closing this blog already because I just got hosted at &lt;a href="http://meangurl.net"&gt;Meangurl.net&lt;/a&gt;...okay, but my site isn't completed yet but I hope you'll visit it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here's the link...so please update yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="bejae.meangurl.net"&gt;NEW BLOGGIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-112124625696287786?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/112124625696287786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=112124625696287786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112124625696287786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112124625696287786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/07/closing-this-blog.html' title='Closing this blog...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-112088665628062734</id><published>2005-07-09T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:24:16.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dream Of You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to tell you, &lt;br /&gt;exactly how I feel&lt;br /&gt;How you've touched my heart, &lt;br /&gt;and made this love so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in my lifetime, &lt;br /&gt;has given me as much&lt;br /&gt;You could never understand, &lt;br /&gt;how much I crave your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still in question? &lt;br /&gt;Your words, they tell me no&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's who see,&lt;br /&gt;or the places you will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll know you're ready,&lt;br /&gt;by everything you do&lt;br /&gt;The actions that you take, &lt;br /&gt;when you become the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of the day I'll touch you,&lt;br /&gt;and feel the warmth of your hand&lt;br /&gt;The day we'll be together, &lt;br /&gt;doing all the things we've planned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I only dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;Or could this ever truly be&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much I feel, &lt;br /&gt;and can you feel the same for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there's this window,&lt;br /&gt;that sits between us two&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you are here, &lt;br /&gt;and all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never can I touch you, &lt;br /&gt;place my hands upon your face&lt;br /&gt;To feel the warmth I know I'd&lt;br /&gt;find, and feel your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it won't happen, but &lt;br /&gt;baby if it does&lt;br /&gt;I will show you all the &lt;br /&gt;wonders, of my undying love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-112088665628062734?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/112088665628062734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=112088665628062734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112088665628062734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112088665628062734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_09.html' title='_'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-112082103323707715</id><published>2005-07-08T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T04:10:33.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;**** a cute love story..hahah! read on! ****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Where to start? Ahh, yes. I know--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like any other normal day. I was bored &amp; had nothing else to do, so I got on a site called 'Myspace' that I had only become a member of about 2 months before hand. Actually, this day was on July the 3rd, a late Sunday night. I was browsing through some picture &amp; came upon a guy that caught my eye in .1 second flat. So, I left him a message on his site saying how gorgeous he was &amp; that is how this whole thing started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked that night until probably 2 that morning just about our age &amp; all of these funny things. He knew just how to make me laugh &amp; we had such similar personalities that I was having a hard time keeping myself from drooling over him. He was absolutely to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you will think I'm silly for feeling this way. We have only been talking for 4 days, but it has been the greatest 4 days of my life. We are already planning on meeting, but it will be another year. In this time, we will learn more about each other &amp; talk almost every night. He is so sweet &amp; we are in a semi-relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are barriers [spelling?] that keep us longing to see each other though. He lives in Texas, while I reside in West Virginia. He is 17 while I am bordering the age of 15. [In other words, I'm 14] -laughs- We can talk about anything: embarrassing moments, our families, our feelings, and anything else. It is so amazing. I have always known I had someone out there for me, that was just perfect for me. &amp; I think I've found it. Oh, how I long to be in his arms. I just can't wait to meet him someday, &amp; I hope it happens soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="9"&gt;Happy EIGHT to me!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-112082103323707715?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/112082103323707715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=112082103323707715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112082103323707715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112082103323707715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/07/cute-love-story_08.html' title=''/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-112082097837766097</id><published>2005-07-08T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T04:09:38.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>**** a cute love story..hahah! read on! ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Where to start? Ahh, yes. I know--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like any other normal day. I was bored &amp; had nothing else to do, so I got on a site called 'Myspace' that I had only become a member of about 2 months before hand. Actually, this day was on July the 3rd, a late Sunday night. I was browsing through some picture &amp; came upon a guy that caught my eye in .1 second flat. So, I left him a message on his site saying how gorgeous he was &amp; that is how this whole thing started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked that night until probably 2 that morning just about our age &amp; all of these funny things. He knew just how to make me laugh &amp; we had such similar personalities that I was having a hard time keeping myself from drooling over him. He was absolutely to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you will think I'm silly for feeling this way. We have only been talking for 4 days, but it has been the greatest 4 days of my life. We are already planning on meeting, but it will be another year. In this time, we will learn more about each other &amp; talk almost every night. He is so sweet &amp; we are in a semi-relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are barriers [spelling?] that keep us longing to see each other though. He lives in Texas, while I reside in West Virginia. He is 17 while I am bordering the age of 15. [In other words, I'm 14] -laughs- We can talk about anything: embarrassing moments, our families, our feelings, and anything else. It is so amazing. I have always known I had someone out there for me, that was just perfect for me. &amp; I think I've found it. Oh, how I long to be in his arms. I just can't wait to meet him someday, &amp; I hope it happens soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-112082097837766097?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/112082097837766097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=112082097837766097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112082097837766097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112082097837766097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/07/cute-love-story.html' title=''/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-112082057761774236</id><published>2005-07-08T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T04:02:57.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;a love letter&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;em&gt;James,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to bed and wanted to write you a little note. Thank you so much for having so much faith in me and in us as a couple. Thank you for making me a better person, and for giving your heart to me and opening up so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 6 months, it's been wonderful; I never expected to feel this way nor actually be with you in this way, experiencing life with you. You are wonderful ... to me, to my friends, to my family. You make me really happy and even though we are apart so much of the time, it's made up each time I see you again. The feeling that I get is overwhelming every time that I do get to see you for the first time in such a long time and as time goes by my feelings for you grow dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking so much about that earlier tonight, when I am going to meet you at the airport. I am getting butterflies in my stomach just at the thought of seeing you again. You make everything complete and I can't imagine spending time with someone else and having these feelings for anyone else. I'm anxious to see you again Jamie. Time is ticking, and it's going by really slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a strong man to accomplish everything that you have in your life, I am proud of you that you stick to your goals, you have improved your life so much from what it was before and I am so happy that you respect my beliefs as I respect yours. You say that you are going to make me a happy woman ... well, you have already done that, just by being you and showing me love and being so open with your feelings. You are what I dreamed of when I was a little girl, someone with integrity, honesty, love, affection, handsome, and with such a charming personality. I never thought I would find you, but here you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, and can't wait to be with you again. I want to give you my heart and soul. I don't care about anything else in the world because I am in love with you, James. I love you. Thank you Jamie, for you have made all of my dreams come true. I could not ask for more. I am the luckiest girl in the world to be called your girlfriend, I'm truly honored. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Belle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******naks...ang sweet!!! ^_^*************&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-112082057761774236?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/112082057761774236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=112082057761774236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112082057761774236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112082057761774236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-112081993711812884</id><published>2005-07-08T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T03:52:17.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...ei guys!!!! sorry for not updating! I'm so busy because of school and I know, you are too! I'm also sorry for not visiting your blogs! I'm really darn busy! ^_^ Need to study more coz Matteo is always on my head! =p Anyways, I might be leaving Blogspot this month 'coz I'm just waiting to be hosted in JC.net..the host, Ani is kewl...=) anyways, blog later! gotta blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="13"&gt;Ate Arianne! I miss yah!!! We all miss you!!! Take Care!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-112081993711812884?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/112081993711812884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=112081993711812884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112081993711812884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/112081993711812884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111914869821134182</id><published>2005-06-19T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T19:38:18.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute To Fathers...</title><content type='html'>The idea of “Father’s Day” started in Spokane, Washington. A woman by the name of Sonora Smart Dodd thought of honoring dads while listening to a Mother's Day sermon in 1909.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonora was well raised by her father, William Jackson Smart, after her mother died. She wanted her father to know how special he was. In the eyes of his daughter, he was a courageous, selfless, and loving man. Sonora's father was born in June, so she chose to hold the first Father's Day celebration in Spokane, Washington on the 19th of June, 1910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the special day for fathers falls on June 19. Spend this weekend with your dads and show them your love and gratefulness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all fathers especially to mine! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111914869821134182?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111914869821134182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111914869821134182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111914869821134182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111914869821134182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/tribute-to-fathers.html' title='A Tribute To Fathers...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111914718612161702</id><published>2005-06-19T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T19:13:06.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Crazy...</title><content type='html'>Ever since the day you went away and left me lonely and cold&lt;br /&gt;My life just hasn't been the same ohh baby, nooo&lt;br /&gt;When I looked into your eyes the moment that I let you go&lt;br /&gt;I just broke down (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again I would sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the feeling that I feel within&lt;br /&gt;No other man would ever make me feel so right&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to smile when I get your phone call at night&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather have you here with me, right next to me&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world, for you I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;Thats right baby I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me I'm in love with you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break it down now I'll tell you what I feel&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that I met you its been so damn real&lt;br /&gt;My heart seems to skip another beat&lt;br /&gt;Every time we speak, I can't believe I feel so weak&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you really need me and you want me and you miss me&lt;br /&gt;And you love me I'm your lady&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around waiting for you I'll put it down be the woman for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling so deep for you crazy over for you&lt;br /&gt;I`m calling, calling out to you what am I going to do?&lt;br /&gt;It's true and no fronting&lt;br /&gt;Its you and no other i can no longer go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll just break down (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world, for you I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;Thats right baby I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me I'm in love with you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, ohhh....&lt;br /&gt;Crazy... lady..... lately....&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ohhh.....&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ohhh ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111914718612161702?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111914718612161702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111914718612161702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111914718612161702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111914718612161702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/going-crazy.html' title='Going Crazy...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111874438650779396</id><published>2005-06-14T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T03:19:46.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson Returns Home a Free Man...</title><content type='html'>SANTA MARIA, Calif. - A raucous welcome greeted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="yqimgins" title="Related information on Michael Jackson" onclick="activateYQinl(this);return false;" href="http://search.news.yahoo.com/search/news/?p=Michael+Jackson"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt; as he returned to his Neverland Ranch after being acquitted on all counts in his child molestation trial — a total legal victory that triggered jubilation among the pop star's fans and embarrassment for the district attorney's office.&lt;br /&gt;As a convoy of black SUVs carrying the entertainer and his entourage pulled through the gates of Neverland, his sister La Toya rolled down a window, smiled widely and waved. The crowd responded with a wild, euphoric cheer.&lt;br /&gt;"All of us here and millions around the world love and support you," proclaimed a banner strung across a fence by the amusement park-like compound in Los Olivos that Jackson said he created to provide himself with the childhood he never enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;"It's victory," said Tracee Raynaud, 39. "God is alive and well."&lt;br /&gt;The acquittals marked a stinging defeat for Santa Barbara County District Attorney Tom Sneddon, who displayed open hostility for Jackson and had pursued him for more than a decade, trying to prove the rumors that swirled around Jackson about his fondness for children.&lt;br /&gt;Sneddon sat with his head in his hands after the verdicts were read.&lt;br /&gt;"We don't select victims of crimes and we don't select the family. We try to make a conscientious decision and go forward," Sneddon said afterward, adding "I'm not going to look back and apologize for anything that we've done."&lt;br /&gt;Jurors may have acquitted Jackson of all charges of molesting a 13-year-old cancer survivor, but not all of them were convinced the King of Pop had never molested a child.&lt;br /&gt;"He's just not guilty of the crimes he's been charged with," said Ray Hultman, who told The Associated Press he was one of three people on the 12-person panel who voted to acquit only after the other nine persuaded them there was reasonable doubt about the entertainer's guilt in this particular case.&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutors presented testimony about Jackson's allegedly improper relationships with several boys in the early 1990s, including the son of a maid who testified that Jackson molested him during tickling session between 1987 and 1990. Another, Brett Barnes, took the stand to deny that he was molested during sleepovers at Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;But Hultman said he believed it was likely that both boys had been molested. He said he voted to acquit Jackson in the current case because he had doubts about his current accuser's credibility.&lt;br /&gt;"That's not to say he's an innocent man," Hultman, 62, said of Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Some jurors noted they were troubled by Jackson's admission that he allowed boys into his bed for what he characterized as innocent sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;"We would hope first of all that he doesn't sleep with children anymore and that he learns that they have to stay with their families or stay in the guest rooms or the houses or whatever they're called down there," jury foreman Paul Rodriguez said. "And he just has to be careful how he conducts himself around children."&lt;br /&gt;Some jurors acknowledged they flatly disliked the accuser's mother. "I disliked it intensely when she snapped her fingers at us," said one juror, a woman, who declined to give her name.&lt;br /&gt;Another woman juror said she felt sorry for the accuser and his siblings, believing they had been trained by their mother to lie. "As a mother, the values she has taught them, it's hard for me to comprehend," she said. "I wouldn't want any of my children to lie for their own gain."&lt;br /&gt;The verdict means Jackson will be free to try to rebuild his blighted musical career. But his legal victory came at a terrible price to his image.&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutors branded him a deviant who used his playland as the ultimate pervert's lair, plying boys with booze and porn. Prosecution witnesses described other bizarre behavior by Jackson: They said he licked his accuser's head, simulated a sex act with a mannequin, kept dolls in bondage outfits on his desk.&lt;br /&gt;Defense lawyers described Jackson as a humanitarian who wanted to protect kids and give them the life he never had while growing up as a child star. The boy had asked to meet the star when he thought he was dying of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;The defense said the family exploited the boy's illness to shake down celebrities, then concocted the charges after realizing Jackson was cutting them off from a jet-set lifestyle that included limo rides and stays at luxurious resorts.&lt;br /&gt;Jackson was cleared of 10 charges in all, including four counts that he molested the boy in early 2003. Jackson also was charged with providing the boy with wine — "Jesus juice," the pop star called it — and conspiring with members of his inner circle to hold the accuser and his family captive to get them to rebut a damaging documentary. Jurors also had to consider four lesser charges related to the alcohol counts, forcing them to render 14 verdicts in all.&lt;br /&gt;"The man's innocent. He always was," said chief defense attorney Thomas Mesereau Jr. said to reporters as he left court. He was still smiling broadly as he sat in one of the black SUVs as it arrived at Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;The case was set in motion by the 2003 broadcast of the British TV documentary "Living With Michael Jackson" that Jackson had hoped would actually improve his image. In the program, Jackson held hands with the boy who would later accuse him, and he acknowledged sharing his bed with children, a practice he described as sweet and not at all sexual.&lt;br /&gt;After the verdict, a weary Jackson retreated to Neverland where, according to his family, he went straight to bed. The entertainer, who appeared exhausted as he shuffled out of court, is "trying to get back his strength," said his father, Joe Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;"I feel justice was done," Jackson's father said. "We thank the fans for supporting us."&lt;br /&gt;As the verdict was read, Jackson sat motionless, as he did throughout the trial, only dabbing at his eyes with a tissue. One of his lawyers, Susan Yu, burst into tears. Some of the women on the jury also wept and passed around a box of tissues.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm shaking," said Emily Smith, 24, of London, who was among the few lucky fans in Santa Maria who got courtroom passes to hear the reading of the verdicts. "I believe justice has been done today. I can't tell you how good it feels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XCES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haay..I knew it..sinisiraan lang nila talaga si Michael Jackson...haay naku..napahiya cguro yung mga taong nagdemanda ano?? Oh well...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111874438650779396?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111874438650779396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111874438650779396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111874438650779396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111874438650779396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/michael-jackson-returns-home-free-man.html' title='Michael Jackson Returns Home a Free Man...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111863053572744165</id><published>2005-06-13T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T19:42:15.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just might...</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!!! I'm just finishing my homework, thought I'll blog just a little bit. You see, Bejae is so far, a very restless kid so I was thinking that maybe I would change my blog. Still the same name: vintage08 but a new address. Maybe, I'll be changing it by next month or so..anyways...it's Monday today and we have no classes..but lots of homework..hayyy...Good day to everyone!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111863053572744165?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111863053572744165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111863053572744165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111863053572744165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111863053572744165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-just-might.html' title='I just might...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111853954512182819</id><published>2005-06-12T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T18:25:45.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinong mamahalin moh?</title><content type='html'>Ang &lt;strong&gt;KUBA &lt;/strong&gt;-mapagkumbaba..&lt;br /&gt;ang &lt;strong&gt;PILAY &lt;/strong&gt;-pilit ibabalanse ang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;ang &lt;strong&gt;BULAG &lt;/strong&gt;-tanggap ang panlabas moh..&lt;br /&gt;ang &lt;strong&gt;PIPI &lt;/strong&gt;- hindi  nagbibitaw ng masasakit na salita..&lt;br /&gt;ang &lt;strong&gt;DULING  &lt;/strong&gt;- hindi ka hahayang mag-isa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111853954512182819?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111853954512182819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111853954512182819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111853954512182819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111853954512182819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/sinong-mamahalin-moh.html' title='Sinong mamahalin moh?'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111853938075944689</id><published>2005-06-12T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T18:23:00.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday on Independence Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;nope,it's not my bday but my cousin's. Ate Belle,bgo q pa mkalimutan,happy birthday nga pla! Tlagang Independence Day ha! Kht nsa Bulacan k na ngaun,dpat msya ka dian kc miz k n nmen! Chaka,phngi ng handa! Heheh! Drop by at our house,soon,soon,soon! Hapi bday agen! =) * wla aqng msbi 2ngkol sa independence day eh..un na un! *Lupang Hinirang n d bkgrOund* Gud am 2 ol! Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111853938075944689?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111853938075944689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111853938075944689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111853938075944689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111853938075944689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-on-independence-day.html' title='Happy Birthday on Independence Day...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111822258443953665</id><published>2005-06-08T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T02:23:04.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The young man was at the end of his rope.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "My son, if you can't bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then,&lt;br /&gt;open that other door and pick out any cross you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man was filled with relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord," he sighed, and he did as he was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the other door, he saw many crosses,&lt;br /&gt;some so large the tops were not visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered.&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord replied, "My son, that is the cross you just brought in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When life's problems seem overwhelming, it helps to look around and see what other people are coping with. You may consider yourself far more fortunate than you imagined.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,&lt;br /&gt;there will always be sunshine after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you may stumble, perhaps even fall,&lt;br /&gt;but God's always there to help through it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Eight to me!!! Heheh!!! God Bless everyone!&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/12837715-111822258443953665?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111822258443953665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111822258443953665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111822258443953665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111822258443953665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/cross.html' title='The Cross...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111805174794873875</id><published>2005-06-06T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T02:55:47.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school....</title><content type='html'>Yep, I did survive the first day of school! Heheh! I am now Second year St. Mary Magdalene. =) And my adviser is Ms. Shaine Baccay. So that means, Biology is my first subject in the morning. Ugh, umagang-umaga bio na agad. Anyways, mukha namang mabait si Ms. Baccay. We also met our subject teachers today. Marami ngang bago eh. An alumna, a Chinese-looking teacher, a former Ms. ganito turned to Mrs. Blah blah. Male teachers are already prohibited (or banned?) in our school. Hayy, I'll not discuss the reason anymore but it's not so complicated. Turns out the nuns didn't like the attittude of this certain someone. So, hanggang pre-school kids, janitors and school bus drivers nalang ang male species in our beloved Colegio de Sta. Rosa :) And then, another big surprise is our new teacher in PE. Guess who?! We all thought it was Ms. Bayani but it wasn't. It's already Ms. Suelto. Unfair, unfair. Why didn't the other batches experience this?! We want Ms. Bayani!! :p *sigh* Oh yeah, tomorrow's gonna be another exciting, I mean boring day. Reading the school's rules, policies, vision, mission etc. Oh puh-leeze, I already know that. :D Mayaman narin ang school ngaun. Dalawa na ang handbook! One for the student's reminders and the other for the rules and stuff. Talk about rich! Oh well, I hope my 2005-2006 school year will be good enough. At least, I have a decent adviser now, unlike last year. *grunts* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exces:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dagger; Ba't kaya di ko naging classmate sina PatSab, Dre, Chelle and Ira? Is it fated?! :p Hopefully, I'll learn to get along with my classmates...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dagger; Speaking of last year's adviser, Mr. Camilon is already on advertising. Actually, he didn't pass La Salle and he is now on advertising for security locks for houses. Hmm...sounds suspicious..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dagger; I miss Ate Arianne! Wala na akong mababati nagun! Hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;dagger; Oh yeah, we saw Ate Barbie and Ate Olyn this morning at the quadrangle...visiting perhaps..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hanggang d2 nalang!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111805174794873875?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111805174794873875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111805174794873875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111805174794873875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111805174794873875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school....'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111805064207111442</id><published>2005-06-06T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T02:37:22.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See the bright side of things...</title><content type='html'>I am God. Today I will be handling all of your problems. Please remember that I do not need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do not attempt to resolve it.  Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box.  All situations will be resolved, but in my time, not yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it.  Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself stuck in traffic, don't despair.  There are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard of privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you have a bad day at work, think of the man who has been out of work for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you despair over a relationship gone bad, think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you grieve the passing of another weekend, think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week to feed her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should your car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror, think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking what is my purpose?  Be thankful.  There are those who didn't live long enough to get the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness,&lt;br /&gt;ignorance, smallness or insecurities, remember, things could be worse. You could be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://www.positivethoughts.com/"&gt;Positive Thoughts.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111805064207111442?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111805064207111442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111805064207111442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111805064207111442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111805064207111442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/see-bright-side-of-things.html' title='See the bright side of things...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111786649279437215</id><published>2005-06-03T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:28:12.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!! Say hello to Petra!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I don't have some pictures for now but Petra is my new dog. Yay! Cool right?! She's a German Shepherd and colored black and tan. 2 months old palang siya and my dad says "crucial" pa daw. Hehe, anyways, I named her after the Russian supermodel Petra Nemcova. Unique name noh? I actually got the idea of this name because I remembered the calendar which my grandfather gave to my Tito Mamay. And, the girl featured there was Petra Nemcova. Anyways, I'll post pictures of my dog next time. I still don't have load eh. Till here nalang!!! Gotta blast!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111786649279437215?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111786649279437215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111786649279437215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111786649279437215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111786649279437215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/yay-say-hello-to-petra.html' title='Yay!!! Say hello to Petra!'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111767838285255338</id><published>2005-06-02T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T19:13:02.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaccckkk!!!</title><content type='html'>Eia! I'm back from hibernation!!! Bwahahahaha!!! Okay, so I shouldn't be that happy. My days are numbered I tell you. It's already June 2 and classes start in June 6. Oh my, I'm still not yet ready. Anyways, sorry for not updating my blog for like, a month or so. I've been busy and have not much of the time to buy an internet card. Oh well...another achievement. I already know how to hack downloads at myGlobe and ABS-CBN wapsite. Hehe! Boo-rah!!! I also have my own G-BLOG so if you have the time try to visit it ok...just type in 09176696940 in the FIND A HANDYPHONE link. This is also for WAP enabled phones, just vct the myGlobe wapsite and you'll find the link there. I'm already running out of words to say, up to here nalang. Take Care everyone!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111767838285255338?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111767838285255338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111767838285255338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111767838285255338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111767838285255338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-baaccckkk.html' title='I&apos;m baaccckkk!!!'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111629982481821263</id><published>2005-05-17T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:17:04.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling....</title><content type='html'>Hello, it's me again! I just want to babble about a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I miss Honey, or should I say Jessie Han! *laughs* It's better if Honey lives &lt;br /&gt;here instead of Mae. Oops, mean side showing. No, really, Honey is easier to talk &lt;br /&gt;to unlike Mae who only talks to someone she likes to talk too. Get it?! &lt;br /&gt;Hmm...anyways, I hope she misses us too back there in Bicol, here's pictures &lt;br /&gt;worth remembering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v426/misaki_085/HoNey_aN.jpg" alt="Me and Honey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v426/misaki_085/CiNcO_.jpg" alt="(l-r) Me, Honey, Trisha, Madana and Bebe"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oh yeah, to all 5566 fans, please go to SM North on May 21 at 2 P.M. 5566 &lt;br /&gt;will be there to promote their sitcom to be shown on ABC-5. It's called Mr. &lt;br /&gt;Fighting, so better be there! And try to tag someone along 'coz I've heard from a&lt;br /&gt;fellow 5566 fan that if 200 or so attendees join, they'll gonna sing Boyfriend for &lt;br /&gt;us! Yay! *drools* Sadly, Mr. Peng Kang Yu can't join. Whaaatt??? Again?! Darn, &lt;br /&gt;how can I see him in person! Argghh..is it another 4466??!!! Oh, Dre, what did you &lt;br /&gt;do to Rio this time? Are you treating him well? Huh? Huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I finished a few layouts once again, one of them is featuring Paris Hilton. Dre, &lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to you after I finish coding it. PatSab, I'll make you another Paris &lt;br /&gt;layout next time okei? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oh yeah, can't wait to play Ragnarok once again. Okay, so I told myself way &lt;br /&gt;back that I won't play it again 'coz of those stupid monsters but hey, I'm soo &lt;br /&gt;intrigued with the new version: Amatsu and Kunlun. Would you believe there's &lt;br /&gt;already a marriage system? And super novices with guardian angels? Ooh..kids, &lt;br /&gt;don't take the marriage too seriously! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111629982481821263?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111629982481821263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111629982481821263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111629982481821263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111629982481821263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/babbling.html' title='Babbling....'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111630003900194421</id><published>2005-05-17T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:20:39.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Push!</title><content type='html'>A man was sleeping at night in his cabin when suddenly his room was &lt;br /&gt;filled with light and the Savior appeared. The Lord told him He had work &lt;br /&gt;for him to do and showed him a large rock in front of his cabin. The &lt;br /&gt;Lord explained that the man was to push against the rock with all his &lt;br /&gt;might. This the man did, day after day. For many years he toiled from sun &lt;br /&gt;up to sun down, his shoulders set squarely against the cold, massive &lt;br /&gt;surface of the unmoving rock, pushing with all his might. Each night the &lt;br /&gt;man returned to his cabin sore and worn out, feeling that his whole day &lt;br /&gt;had been spent in vain. Seeing that the man was showing signs of &lt;br /&gt;discouragement, the Adversary decided to enter the picture by placing &lt;br /&gt;thoughts into the man's weary mind:"You have been pushing against that rock &lt;br /&gt;for a long time and it hasn't budged. Why kill yourself over this? You &lt;br /&gt;are never going to move it".Thus giving the man the impression that the &lt;br /&gt;task was impossible and that he was a failure. "Why kill myself over &lt;br /&gt;this?" he thought. "I'll just put in my time, giving just the minimum &lt;br /&gt;effort and that will be good enough." One day he took his troubled thoughts &lt;br /&gt;to the Lord. "Lord" he said, "I have labored hard and long in your &lt;br /&gt;service, yet after all this time, I have not even budged that rock by even &lt;br /&gt;half a millimeter. Am I failing?" The Lord responded compassionately, &lt;br /&gt;"My child, when I asked you to serve Me and accepted, I told you that &lt;br /&gt;your task was to push against the rock with all your strength, which you &lt;br /&gt;have done. Never once did I mention to you that you should move it. &lt;br /&gt;Your task was to push. And now you come to me, with your strength spent, &lt;br /&gt;thinking that you have failed. But is that really so? Look at yourself, &lt;br /&gt;Your arms are strong and muscled, your back sinew and brown, your hands &lt;br /&gt;are calloused from constant pressure. Through constant opposition you &lt;br /&gt;have grown much and your abilities now surpass that which you used to &lt;br /&gt;have. Yet you haven't move the rock. But your calling was to be obedient &lt;br /&gt;and to push and to exercise your faith and trust in My wisdom. This you &lt;br /&gt;have done. I, My friend, will now move the rock." &gt;&gt;At times, when we &lt;br /&gt;hear a word from God, we tend to use our own intellect to decipher what &lt;br /&gt;He wants, when actually what God wants is just simple obedience and &lt;br /&gt;faith in Him. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111630003900194421?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111630003900194421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111630003900194421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111630003900194421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111630003900194421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-push.html' title='Just Push!'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111597188418535369</id><published>2005-05-13T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:11:24.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a German Shepherd Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/german-shepherd-puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent, quick witted, and a bit aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;You've got the jaw power to take a bite out of anyone you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/puppyquiz/index.php"&gt;What Breed of Puppy Are You?&lt;/a&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/12837715-111597188418535369?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111597188418535369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111597188418535369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111597188418535369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111597188418535369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/puppy.html' title='Puppy!'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111597132908631550</id><published>2005-05-13T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:03:33.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want your site or blog to be reviewed?</title><content type='html'>The title says it all...so anyways, I'm referring you guys to Yoursite.nu...&lt;br /&gt;it's full of reviews and tutorials so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yoursite.nu/register.php?referrer=bejae"&gt;Click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, happy Friday the 13th!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111597132908631550?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111597132908631550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111597132908631550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111597132908631550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111597132908631550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/want-your-site-or-blog-to-be-reviewed.html' title='Want your site or blog to be reviewed?'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111595452226013951</id><published>2005-05-13T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:22:02.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layouts anyone?!</title><content type='html'>*Attention friends, fellow bloggers and the like, lend me your ears, or eyes..whatever! But, anyways I made a few layouts so, if you would like to see them, just click on the names below. They're in tables and non-coded. Feel free to take any but please tell me so in my cbox. Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=52eukm"&gt;Ricky Ullman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/52eus0"&gt;Kimagure Orange Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=52ewqo"&gt;Warrior&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=52exqa"&gt;Reese Witherspoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=52exy0"&gt;Kikyo of Inu Yasha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/view.html?pic=52ezcy"&gt;Maron of KKJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111595452226013951?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111595452226013951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111595452226013951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111595452226013951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111595452226013951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/layouts-anyone.html' title='Layouts anyone?!'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111588652138778285</id><published>2005-05-12T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:28:41.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalala...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: May 11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 11th day of the month makes you something of a dreamer and an idealist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work well with people because you know how to use persuasion rather than force. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a strong spiritual side to your nature, and you may have intuitive qualities inherent in your make up, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very aware and sensitive, though often temperamental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you have a good mind and you are very analytical, you may not be comfortable in the business world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely creative and this influence tends to make you more of a dreamer than a doer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 15 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  15  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&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/12837715-111588652138778285?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111588652138778285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111588652138778285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111588652138778285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111588652138778285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/lalalala.html' title='Lalalala...'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12837715.post-111588320948537012</id><published>2005-05-12T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:33:29.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day after my birthday and it's.....</title><content type='html'>Oh well, my new blog, hosted by Blogger once again. You know, I actually miss my blogspot. I'll always remember my first blog in which I went to hell and back just to get a tag-board and a layout at BlogSkins for it. *Sigh*. Those where the days when I didn't know a thing or two about HTML. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why it's named "Vintage". Kinda ironic coz vintage means outmoded or old but my new blog is well..new. It just sort of popped in my mind. The things random thinking can do. But, really, I'm having second thoughts. I also wanted the name "Afterglow". Sounds kind of mysterious huh?! Anyways, my very first layout for my second blog.  Cute and simple. Anyways...Meng Zhe's been haunting me for awhile. Must be 'coz I don't pay attention to him as I did last year. Would you believe that I had a dream about him and the rest of 5566 the other night? Hmm...weird. *Sigh*. Love does work in mysterious ways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xces:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who greeted me on my birthday!!! Love y'all!!! Thanks for making my bday special!!! Mwaahhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12837715-111588320948537012?l=vintage08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/feeds/111588320948537012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12837715&amp;postID=111588320948537012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111588320948537012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12837715/posts/default/111588320948537012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintage08.blogspot.com/2005/05/day-after-my-birthday-and-its.html' title='A day after my birthday and it&apos;s.....'/><author><name>misaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07510236358597704754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.ken-on.co.jp/itou/images/02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
