<?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-2046128230088073156</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:15:56.760-07:00</updated><category term='About Me'/><category term='Student Life'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Daily Tributes'/><title type='text'>-the diary of a girl-</title><subtitle type='html'>feel free to read my thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-6483345073653847047</id><published>2008-01-29T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:24:55.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R58u-P2r9uI/AAAAAAAAAJE/v8Mpe4gBZ1s/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R58u-P2r9uI/AAAAAAAAAJE/v8Mpe4gBZ1s/s320/flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160895344932550370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a happy, happy day for me. First, when I got to school my classmate told me that our Board Exam was in June, but first, we've got to finish all our cases. I was happy but afraid, as well because I'm still not complete in the cases. But, I refuse to be saddened by this news. Hopefully, ma-schedule &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt; for completion. Help me God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REAL &lt;/span&gt;reason why I am so happy this day is because my friends and I had a special bonding time today, which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;matagal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; naming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nagagawa&lt;/span&gt;. The initial plan was just to have a lunch after our classes. Then we roamed the mall to look for a restaurant that my friend ( Ate Cathy) wanted to see, then we looked at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;booksale&lt;/span&gt; to see if there were any affordable magazines. Then, we saw this poster of P.S I Love You. And that was it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://psiloveyoumovie.warnerbros.com/images/onesheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://psiloveyoumovie.warnerbros.com/images/onesheet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this film!It's a light, romantic comedy. I cried a bit but I laughed a lot too. It was about a husband and  a wife who was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; by death. The husband knowing that after his death his wife will be sad, he planned to have letters appear to her. The letter started appearing when she turned  30. The letters were things that the husband wanted his wife to do to be happy. It made his wife recall all the good memories that they shared. The reason why I also liked this film is that it showed IRELAND. The country in which I would like to go to, one day I hope. I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;scenarios&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love spending this day with my friends especially Ate Cathy and Tin-tin, they are very good friends of mine, and i will always remember this day. I really had fun and I hope that this will not be the last of our bonding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-6483345073653847047?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6483345073653847047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=6483345073653847047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6483345073653847047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6483345073653847047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-happy-day_29.html' title='happy happy day!!!!'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R58u-P2r9uI/AAAAAAAAAJE/v8Mpe4gBZ1s/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-7291501398879143177</id><published>2008-01-15T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:40:54.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.japantimes.co.jp/shukan-st/graphics/lesson/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.japantimes.co.jp/shukan-st/graphics/lesson/angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the start of the year I envisioned myself already to be studying for the board exam, passing it and working as a registered nurse in the month of August. Well, it might take long before I do those things. &lt;em&gt;Why????&lt;/em&gt; Because the freaking PRC just announced that the Board Exams in June will be moved to November, to give graduates like myself a lot of time to study. F%$k!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;halip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;makapag&lt;/span&gt;-move on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;buhay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gawin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dapat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gawin&lt;/span&gt; now I'm stuck.&lt;/em&gt; The thing is I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; expect myself to study for the board exams in 9 months. I mean, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be a hypocrite but, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;jusme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;khit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mgaral&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;simula&lt;/span&gt; June, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;makakalimuatn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; din &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;whenAugust&lt;/span&gt; comes.&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be a burden to my parents anymore. My tuition fee is expensive, compared to the tuition fees of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt; and ate put together. So, I really want to make up to them by passing the board and working as a registered nurse. Because I know if I pass the board it will be  a tremendous sigh of relief for all of us, especially for my parents. I've already told my mom about the announcement, and I also told her that while waiting for the Board in November, I would be willing to work, and she's fine with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel that I have to work my ass of for half of the year!!!Work and save money, because I have to review in a review center and I would like to pay for it all by myself. And if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pass&lt;/span&gt; the board &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; planning to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Masteral's&lt;/span&gt; Degree. So I really have to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that things weren't so complicated now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; really pressured by the announcement. I just hope that our freaking school wont hold us until November because of the board and because a lot of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;batch mates&lt;/span&gt;, like me, have incomplete DR and OR cases, which is required by the PRC before taking the Board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we all complete our cases, before graduation, so we can find a job and work until August.God help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-7291501398879143177?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7291501398879143177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=7291501398879143177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7291501398879143177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7291501398879143177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/pissed-off.html' title='pissed off!!!'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-4964469593868340108</id><published>2008-01-01T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:31:33.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3n3iSPC_SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AMJfaPESBP4/s1600-h/happy_new_year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3n3iSPC_SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AMJfaPESBP4/s400/happy_new_year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150419817257434402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy New Year everyone!!!Welcome 2008!!!!WoW!!!I cant believe another year has passed, time sure flies. I need all the luck I can get this year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why?????&lt;/span&gt; Because Im hopefully graduating this year, If I graduate I'll be taking the Board Exam this June and if I pass I will enter the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REAL WORLD&lt;/span&gt;, meaning I have to work..work..work!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my calendar for the first five months is already planned, and I already have my three goals this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals are:&lt;br /&gt;1. To Graduate this March- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat lang dahil I've been working my ass off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass the Board Exams (1st take) - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont settle for 2nd best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have a job in a hospital as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REGISTERED NURSE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared..really I am. This year its a make or break for me. I cant break it,so I really have to make it. There are no other options for me than those three missions I have envisioned. So please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2046128230088073156-4964469593868340108?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4964469593868340108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=4964469593868340108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/4964469593868340108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/4964469593868340108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-2008.html' title='Welcome 2008'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3n3iSPC_SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AMJfaPESBP4/s72-c/happy_new_year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-6418490116599050940</id><published>2007-12-25T19:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:18:55.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie reviews on I am Legend and The Golden Compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HEiSPC_OI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Uj6xAiaaNMc/s1600-h/legend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HEiSPC_OI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Uj6xAiaaNMc/s320/legend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148111942350732514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really disappointed with this movie. I guess, I expected more from Will Smith.The movie for me was "Lacking in Action" of course there was scenes in which Will Smith was being chased by hungry human zombies, but that's about it, nothing exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a lot of people know the scoop about the movie, Will Smith was the only man left in New York, he was a former colonel and also a scientist, who lost everything. His family and even his dog who was his only companion. Will Smith wanted to find a cure for the virus who transformed people into zombies, in which he did find, but like what I said that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HGVyPC_QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5_ruflzOMcY/s1600-h/compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HGVyPC_QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5_ruflzOMcY/s320/compass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148113926625623298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Golden Compass, was good. It's a trilogy so this being the first sequel was kinda ok for me&lt;br /&gt;( like the Lord of The Ring: Fellowship of the Ring). Well, it wasn't anti-christ at all. I dont know why people are saying that but for me, it wasn't. The Magisterium is definetly not the Vatican. And I strongly believe that the Vatican is not capable of endangering children like the Magisterium. So I don't see what the fuss is all about, about the movie being anti-christ. Well, Im really hoping to see the 2nd sequel of the film . I hope it would be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-6418490116599050940?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6418490116599050940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=6418490116599050940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6418490116599050940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6418490116599050940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/movie-reviews-on-i-am-legend-and-golden.html' title='movie reviews on I am Legend and The Golden Compass'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HEiSPC_OI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Uj6xAiaaNMc/s72-c/legend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-5612163275918757666</id><published>2007-12-23T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:01:26.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first bar experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HDiyPC_NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XdQxFXBiPyo/s1600-h/bJ%21Yeah%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HDiyPC_NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XdQxFXBiPyo/s320/bJ%21Yeah%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148110851429039314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the drink called BJ, it was my first time to try it. But, naging favorite ko na. Dito na lasing ate ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience has long been over due.Hehehe. Finally, I was able to go to the bar with my sister. Actually, I wasn't that thrilled na pupunta kami ng bar. I was kinda worried na I wouldn't fit in. Well, to my surprise it was really fun and unforgettable. Aside from the fact that it was my first bar experience, unforgettable because my ate was the one who got drunk and vomited.HAHAHA.The real plan was that I dapat ako ang lalasingin.But, fortunately that didn't happen. Haay. Good thing was that when I was beginning to feel tipsy because of drinking margarita's and BJ, I stopped. I knew na if I would continue to drink I would really be wasted and I dont like that to happen. I like to be in control of things, and of course in the back of my mind I thought na whatever happens I should take care of my elder sister. Weird??Isn't it??Because she was the one who was supposed to be looking out for the both of us. Well, I guess that's just the way it is between the both of us. I was the strong one and she was the weak one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it turned out to be a really great  experience. And I would really like for it to happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-5612163275918757666?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5612163275918757666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=5612163275918757666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5612163275918757666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5612163275918757666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-first-bar-experience.html' title='my first bar experience'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R3HDiyPC_NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XdQxFXBiPyo/s72-c/bJ%21Yeah%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-6458038331825089535</id><published>2007-12-17T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T02:24:01.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guardian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R2ZEgiPC_KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eayeyo6etFc/s1600-h/guardian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R2ZEgiPC_KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eayeyo6etFc/s400/guardian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144874950053788834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always wanted to read a Nicholas Sparks novel, unfortunately, it was seemed too expensive for me,because, there were a lot of important things that I should spend my money, so I didn't bother to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I was lucky enough to come across this novel "The Guardian" in a booksale. And I tell you, usually they didn't really have books like this on a booksale. Desperately I hid it in the bookshelf and I promised my self that I would buy it the other day. When I came back, it was still there, and I was really happy that i hid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Findrs keepers&lt;/span&gt;...I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a amazing,heartwarming novel. It made me cry, that was unusual because, I never really cry on a novel,but this one changed everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Barenson, was only 25 years old when Jim Barenson, her husband, had died because of a brain tumor. On Christmas Eve, Julie got a gift from somebody she didn't know. When she read the letter inside it, she learned that it was Jim, who sent her the gift. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was the gift Jim gave her?&lt;/span&gt; A Great Dane puppy. In Jim's letter, he said that he gave it to her so that she would have a companion and he promised that from wherever he was, he would always be watching her to keep her safe. She named the dog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four years, Julie has finally moved on with her life, she was dating again. And Singer, was very protective at Julie, he would bark all the men Julie dated, except for one, Mike, Jim's bestfriend and who also has feelings for Julie. Julie would talk to Singer over things like he was a human being. And in a starnge way she knew that singer understood her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Julie met Richard Franklin, a sophisticated engineer who treats her like a queen. Mike, thought that all hope was gone when he saw Julie and Richard kissed. But, Julie felt that there was no chemistry between her and Richard and decided to end it. Julie, finally got the nerve to ask Mike out after years of thinking that she might betray Jim in a way because she would go out with his bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie thought that, Richard wouldn't bother her anymore, but she was wrong. Richard was stalking her. Richard Franklin, was a dangerous man, who would kill a person if thats the only way to get his way. Julie knew this and so did Mike and Singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what happened to Julie's officemate Andrea ( who Richard almost killed), Julie decided to go out of town, until the investigation was finished. But even if she was in hiding with Mike, Singer and Pete ( a policeman) she knew that Richard would still find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was right, Richard did find her and he waited for the right time to take her. But first, he would take care of Singer, because, he knew that there was something strange about Singer. He was able to poison Singer with a hamburger he put on a porch, this he knew would cause commotion and he would have the chance to go to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did it succesfully, he poisoned Singer, knock out Pete and shoot Mike. Julie was running for her life. She was the only one left. And Richard had here, and when Julie thought all hope was gone, out of sight, Singer came and jumped at Richard and bit him. But, Richard had a gun and shot Singer, just in time Jessica ( the detective) came and shoot Richard. Julie wept for Singer. Singer died, but it was miracle the veterinarion said to Julie that Singer was able to run and attack Richard even if he was poisoned because dogs would have died right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, they buried Singer in Julie's backyard.  2 months after the incident, Mike and Julie stayed together.Julie dreamt about Jim and Singer, they were walking way form her. She yelled at them and ran, but she didn't get near them. Jim looked at Julie and Singer barked at her and walked again. Julie woke up and took the letter of Jim tand read it. She realized that Jim kept his promise that he would always look out for her to keep her safe. And Singer was ot only her companion but also her Guardian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-6458038331825089535?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6458038331825089535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=6458038331825089535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6458038331825089535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6458038331825089535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/guardian.html' title='The Guardian'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R2ZEgiPC_KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eayeyo6etFc/s72-c/guardian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-5861708549760994122</id><published>2007-12-03T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:28:45.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R1PjKQPH1hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/z00ehwIsc4E/s1600-R/birthday-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R1PjKQPH1hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/iejbbq0eifY/s400/birthday-cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139701365056460306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, I just celebrated my 20th birthday. It was a tiring day for me. It was a sunday, and supposedly I should be resting in our house, spending time with my family and being lazy because its my birthday. Unfortunately, that's not what happen. I woke up early 4:30am because I have a make up duty in the hospital, my duty was up to 6am-2pm That duty ate half of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally came home, my mom and my sister were already cooking my handa. I was happy because they didn't force me to help them, because they know that I was so tired. So I took a nap and woke up around 4pm. I went downstairs and ate shanghai. Even though my birthady was really simple I was still very happy. I like my birthday to be celebrated as simple as it is. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kami kami lang ng family ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R1PlLwPH1iI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7bXzvm78MKg/s1600-R/re3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R1PlLwPH1iI/AAAAAAAAAHU/w1IYenR0oHo/s320/re3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139703589849519650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after we all finished eating dinner, we watched Resident Evil 3, which was really good. I never watched the Resident Evil 1 &amp;amp; 2, so I was surprised that it was really a good movie. Good movie, good story &amp;amp; definitely good effects. I love the part when Alice( Milla Jovovich) killed the crows with her telekinetic abilities using fire. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ASTIGG...&lt;/span&gt;I said to myself. I could use powers like that every once in a while.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough Im getting old, Im overwhelmed with the experiences I've been through in my 20 years of life on Earth. Im happy that I was able to overcome all the obstacles God gave me. Without those obstacles I wouldn't be the person that I am today. So I face life head on. And may the good Lord guide me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-5861708549760994122?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5861708549760994122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=5861708549760994122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5861708549760994122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5861708549760994122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/events-in-my-week.html' title='happy birthday to me!!!!'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R1PjKQPH1hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/iejbbq0eifY/s72-c/birthday-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-3219111388243726204</id><published>2007-11-27T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:20:51.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enchanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R0zcPuaGq-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/PZGqIxmrJOs/s1600-h/enchanted.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R0zcPuaGq-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/PZGqIxmrJOs/s200/enchanted.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137723437636561890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not all fairy tales do come true, because we are in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;There is no perfect relationship in this  world because like all things people change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is no  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the lessons that I learned from watching the movie Enchanted. It's a great movie. like all girls I think all of us wants our prince charming to come and we will live happily ever after. We all want that, but sometimes love hurts and the prince charming we thought is the perfect man, sometimes turns out to be a monster in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was great andthe cast was awesome. I love Mcdreamy. It's really funny and you're going to learn a lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-3219111388243726204?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3219111388243726204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=3219111388243726204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/3219111388243726204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/3219111388243726204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted.html' title='enchanted'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/R0zcPuaGq-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/PZGqIxmrJOs/s72-c/enchanted.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-2938667645744841866</id><published>2007-11-26T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:30:39.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>student days...</title><content type='html'>Well im really sorry that lately this past few weeks I wasn't able to blog. I guess I couldn't find any interesting thing to write. Well, nag umpisa na ang staffing namin, meaning that we would have our usual hospital duty but without any clinical instructor around. It's really scary,  I now appreciate having CI's around to help me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt; I can't move around in tha area because I fear na I would commit a mistake, andwell we are dealing with lives here and I cant afford to make that mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of clinical duties, ang ganda ng schedule ko. My entire night life is completely ruined because 2-10 pm ang duty ko. Not to metion that on my birthday I will also have a duty. Happy birthday to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I guess ganyan talaga ang student life. Anyways, a few months from now, ma-mimiss ko din yun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-2938667645744841866?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2938667645744841866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=2938667645744841866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2938667645744841866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2938667645744841866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/student-days.html' title='student days...'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-7702118521505665182</id><published>2007-11-11T16:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:40:49.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rogue assasin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzeffCYninI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jsYnaCmWda0/s1600-h/war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzeffCYninI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jsYnaCmWda0/s320/war.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131745655976856178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really was surprised abouit this movie. I didn't expect that it would keep me on the edge of my seat. I love Jet Li, and after the movie FEARLESS   I was afraid I would never see him again because it was said to be that it was his last martial arts film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..surprise..surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie revolves on Japans notorious gangsters the Triads and the Yakuza's. In the middle of it are two FBI agent, Jack Crawford ( Jason Statham) and Tom Lone (Terry Chen). After they have encountered the mysterious Rogue Assasin and actually believing that they killed him, Tom Lone and his family was killed brutally by Rogue, their home was set on fire. Jack, becomes obsessed in killing Rogue to avenge his partner and get even.&lt;br /&gt;After three years of complete disapppearance, Jack discovers that Rogue was back because of his trademark bullets  that was made of titanium. Rogue (Jet Li), incites a war between the Triads and Yakuza's for no apparent reasons.Rogue, made it appear that he was working for the Triad, and kills the son-like man in the Triad, through it all, Rogue convinced that it was done by the Yakuza's. So in a tea house the two gangsters battle it out.&lt;br /&gt;Rogue, killed the leader of the Triad, Chang (John Lone), following the orders of the Yakuza's. But Chang had a wife and a daughter, who Rogue didn't kill, which was surprising because he was known to be a merciless killer. By not killing the wife and daughter of Chang, Rogue didn't follow the complete orders of the Yakuza.&lt;br /&gt;Jack, found out that Rogue had a plastic surgery to change his face, by a help of the doctor who performed the surgery. Jack, fortunately got pictures of Rogue killing the Yakuza's assasin and assisting the wife and daughter of Chang to escape. He handed this pictures to Shiro, who was the Yakuza's Leader. Rougue, delivered the golden horses to Shiro, Shiro orders his men to torture Rogue and to let him tell where the wife and daughter of Chang were hiding, little that he know that the golden horses was fake and one of them was actually a bomb. Rogue killed Shiro's men and sets off the bomb. Shiro and Rogue was finally face to face with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the twist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiro, was surprised that Rogue would betray him after all this years, and so he asked why he did this. Rogue said that it was because of a killing Shiro ordered. Shiro wondered and asked which of the many orders was Rogue talking about. It turned out that it was the killing of Tom Lone and his family. Rogue, said that Shiro should have left the wife and daughter of Tom live.  Shiro, was confused and surprised on why Rogue would care about Tom Lone and his family. Rogue revealed that he was Tom Lone and the man that the police found in the burned house was actually the true Rogue. And that day when Rogue went to his house and killed his wife and daughter, he fought Rogue and shot it in the face, and burned their house. So that he could avenge his wife and daughter, and by taking the identity of Rogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another twist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiro also confessed that Jack ( Jason Statham) was working for the Yakuza and that he was the one who betrayed him.after learning this Rogue killed Shiro by beheading him and sending his head in a suitcase to his daughter in Japan. Meanwhile, the true Golden horses was sent to the wife and daughter of Chang, enclosed is a letter coming from Rogue that says "Start a new life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rogue then called Jack to set up a meeting with him once and for all. Jack brought a sniper man and went to the place Rogue said. There the two battles it out, and at one end when they were face to face with each other. Rogue revealed the truth to Jack. He said that he was his partner Tom Lone and that he survived and killed the real Rogue asssasin. He undergone a facial surgery so that he could fully take the real Rogue's identity and also avenge his wife and daughter. Jack apologizes to him and asks if he could forgive him , he said that he only knew that the  Yakuza  would  teach Tom a  lesson but not kill his wife and daughter. Lone then says that Tom Lone is dead and that he is now Rogue. The Sniper man attempted to shoot Rogue but Jack jumps in the way, and Rogue shots him in the back killing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really happy with the story. I really like stories with a twist. And I love Jet Li. Jet Li rules, I love the way he likes to experiment his character in every movie.  He doen't like being typecasted as only the Good Guy. Which is really what makes a great actor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-7702118521505665182?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7702118521505665182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=7702118521505665182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7702118521505665182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7702118521505665182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/rogue-assasin.html' title='rogue assasin'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzeffCYninI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jsYnaCmWda0/s72-c/war.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-3291887082175059138</id><published>2007-11-10T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T06:29:19.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>welcome 2nd sem!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzW-GiYnimI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JRFczbcwpsY/s1600-h/happy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzW-GiYnimI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JRFczbcwpsY/s320/happy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131216369977100898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all the trials I've been through this past 1st semester. Im really, happy to tell you I made it. Yes, I was able to overcome the obstacles our school&lt;br /&gt;made.Hehehe..mga pasaway na clinical instructor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, as of now Im rejoicing, and I'm happy as can be. Dahil Im officially enrolled na. But, of course, I always bear in mind na this is not yet over. In tagalog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marami pa akong kakaining bigas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay.. Student life.. a bitter-sweet adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I know na yung mga dapat kong i-expect this sem because it was alrready mentioned on our past orientation. Im afraid and happy. I hope everything will go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides I have to prepare myself for the ultimate test, I have ever yet to accomplish, THE BOARD EXAMS..Im already planning to start reviewing this december, nawa'y sipagin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudluck to that.But as of now,let me just rejoice to my  success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-3291887082175059138?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3291887082175059138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=3291887082175059138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/3291887082175059138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/3291887082175059138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/welcome-2nd-sem.html' title='welcome 2nd sem!!!'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzW-GiYnimI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JRFczbcwpsY/s72-c/happy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-1085217089439445370</id><published>2007-11-07T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:16:31.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Tributes'/><title type='text'>concerts in manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzKkNyYnikI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6jvJTkqvKqY/s1600-h/beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzKkNyYnikI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6jvJTkqvKqY/s320/beyonce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130343482298698306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, Beyonce had her FIRST CONCERT here in the Phillipines. Unfortunately, I was not able to watch it NANAMAN!!!Haay..Like all the other concerts done here hindi nanaman ako nakapunta. It's really sad. Last September, my ULTIMATE IDOL. Christina Aguilera, also had her 1st major concert here, and I was not able to come. Two major reasons are: The tickets were so damn expensive, which I couldn't afford kasi I'm only a student and MY PARENTS wouldn't allow me to go there all alone, dahil baka daw mag-ka-stampede. WHATEVER.  But I think, that's about to change dahil, well HOPEFULLY I'll be graduating this April, and HOPEFULLY, I will have a job. so sa susunod na mag-concert yung mga favorite artist ko dito. PUPUNTA AKO, KAHIT HARANGIN PA AKO NG SIBAT!!! Once in a lifetime lang yun, at baka di na maulit.&lt;br /&gt;    Well back on the concerts. Fortunately, some of my friends were able to come on both Christina Aguilera and Beyonce concerts. They told me na Christina was really a DIVA. She sang very well, her voice was way better when she sang live. She really was a SUPER BELTER.&lt;br /&gt;    On Beyonce, I like her too. And kanina when my friend was tellintg his experience sa concert, I was so jealous!!!Beyonce came here in Manila in her very own PRIVATE PLANE. Astig diba. Her concert  venue and security took three weeks  to complete. The NBC tent, in which  party venue ng mga artista dito, was only a BIG DRESSING ROOM AND CATERING  AREA TO HER. WOW!!!When I was watching  this on the news, my jaws dropped. Ganun ka-astig si Beyonce. On the concert itself, Beyonce  did not let the fans down. My friend said, she was a TOTAL PERFORMER. Every number was breath taking and mapapsayaw ka talaga. My friend was near the stage so he could see really see Beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haay......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Im so jealous. What if there wont be a next time to see my favorite artist live?? I hope that wont happen. I look forward to a brighter social night life for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-1085217089439445370?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1085217089439445370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=1085217089439445370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/1085217089439445370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/1085217089439445370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/concerts-in-manila.html' title='concerts in manila'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RzKkNyYnikI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6jvJTkqvKqY/s72-c/beyonce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-3433022839285162012</id><published>2007-11-05T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:48:08.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited sa global carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Ry8Bs_n3ZgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IgGUrb5mjxA/s1600-h/ride1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Ry8Bs_n3ZgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IgGUrb5mjxA/s400/ride1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129320373102798338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I havent been this excited about amusement park rides eversince I was grade six. Until now, na natayo mlapit sa MOA ang global carnival na super ganda. At super affordable ng mga tickets. And most especially, napak-tempting pumunta dun dahil super lapit nun sa school namin. Kya naman, Im SUPER EXCITED to go there. I havent figure out when..but hopefully this december I WILL go there!!!Sana hindi hectic ang schedule ko sa december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Ry8C_fn3ZhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ijdd2MY5boU/s1600-h/ride2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Ry8C_fn3ZhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ijdd2MY5boU/s320/ride2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129321790442006034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately, the roller coaster their is not that big. I haven't ride a gigantic roller coaster for like 11 years. Naksakay lang yata ako ng SUPER GIGANTIC ROLLERCOASTER when we went to the States. At talaga naman, it scared the hell out of me!!I remember I even dared to ask my older sister na we seat in front of the roller coaster. Yes, ganun ako ka-daredevil. Buti na lang may sister didn't agree with me, so we sat on the 3rd seat. And by the way, hindi kami naka-upo, we were standing. Yup,that's how exciting it was. The whole ride I kept my eyes shut.&lt;br /&gt;   I want to go their talaga badly. Please!!!nNaman!!huwag hectic ang schedule!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-3433022839285162012?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3433022839285162012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=3433022839285162012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/3433022839285162012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/3433022839285162012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/ecited-sa-global-carnival.html' title='excited sa global carnival'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Ry8Bs_n3ZgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IgGUrb5mjxA/s72-c/ride1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-8610887594634768939</id><published>2007-11-02T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:11:53.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RAINMAKER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RyvhaPn3ZdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/akKp2wX-dzM/s1600-h/rainamker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RyvhaPn3ZdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/akKp2wX-dzM/s200/rainamker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128440441678030290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Finally, I finished the book. Unfortunately, I was not happy about the ending.&lt;br /&gt;It was about a newly law school graduate Rudy Baylor, who is poor and thought that being alwyer was his way out of poverty. He defends a family (Black Family) who's son has been denied a bone marrow transplant by their insurance company. It was really interesting at first. I wondered who would win, because the lawyers of the insurance company were really hotshots and came from a big law firm, unlike Baylor who was only a new lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;    What I didn't like about the book was that, yes, fortunately, Rudy won the case and was able to get the BLack family punitive damages of 50 million dollars from the insurance company, .meaning that Rudy has one third of the 50 million dollars the Black family gets. But, the payment was never made because the insurance company got bankcrupt, because many people filed lawsuits against them. Plus, Rusdy fell in love with a girl Kelly Riker who was a battered wife, who's husband was killed by Rudy accidentally with a baseball bat. So the ending goes, Rudy ran away with Kelly and promised to never again be a lawyer. What a stupid ending!!!!So much for the much awaited twist and turns that never really happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-8610887594634768939?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8610887594634768939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=8610887594634768939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/8610887594634768939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/8610887594634768939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/rainmaker.html' title='THE RAINMAKER'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RyvhaPn3ZdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/akKp2wX-dzM/s72-c/rainamker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-870139923515412568</id><published>2007-10-31T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:13:07.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Tributes'/><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rygpcvn3ZcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yT8FwTE7NBY/s1600-h/boring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rygpcvn3ZcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yT8FwTE7NBY/s200/boring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127393749558060482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;boredom at it's finest.&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored right now. I cant enjoy my 5 days break away from school. Siguro kasi I still have worries pa.Na sana "HOPEFULLY" mawala na.&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong magawa dito sa bahay. SO BORING.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be positive na lang, at least, there's no school. YEY!!&lt;br /&gt;I was reading this novel by John Grisham, na im almost finished. Unfortunately, my sister, took it, for some reaseon, at until now, di ko pa din sya tapos. Siguro kung I had a book to read, I wouldn't be so goddamn bored!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-870139923515412568?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/870139923515412568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=870139923515412568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/870139923515412568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/870139923515412568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/boredom.html' title='boredom'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rygpcvn3ZcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yT8FwTE7NBY/s72-c/boring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-7379437735602110105</id><published>2007-10-30T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:22:44.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sem break?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RycCZfn3ZbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1paLnLuYD6c/s1600-h/sigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RycCZfn3ZbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1paLnLuYD6c/s320/sigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127069337793291698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SemBreak na yata namin. I dont know, kasi naman noh, sem break ba yun dahil undas lang??&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, 5 days is enough rest. Sanayan lang yan, pag nursing student ka.Ang gulo-gulo ngayon sa school. Well, particularly MY BATCH, the seniors. Pano ba naman kasi noh, sa monday na dapat "supposedly" ang bigayan ng grades at enrollment. BUT, before mo makuha yung grades mo dapat you have to complete the clearance/ requirements like 1st, hard bound copy ng thesis, which is wala pa ako dahil..napaka-complicated ng mga tao sa research center. 2 weeks na naming na pass yung thesis namin for checking ng coordinator ng research center, as expected, ngayon lang namin nakuha. And now na holiday mood na ang lahat, at walang pasok sa school, HOW THE HELL ARE WE SUPPOSED TO PASS OUR THESIS??buti sana kung wala pang mga procedures bago mapass yung thesis, well meron pa.. ichecheck pa ulit yun.. saka bibigyan kami ng permission to hard bound our thesis. Long procedure huh? 2nd, make-up duty na hanggang nayon wala pa kaming schedule..kaya goodluck tlaga sa mga walang kwentang pamamalakad ng school namin.&lt;br /&gt;Pressured na nga kami,dagdag pa to. And that's beside the fact na very often na akong tinatanong ni mama kung kelan daw ang enrollment. Ma, excited?!?!hehehe!!!Why wouldn't she, hopefully this is my last sem, ibig sabihin nun, IM ALMOST THERE AT MAKAKAHINGA NG MALUWAG SILA MAMA AT PAPA!Ako din naman noh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-7379437735602110105?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7379437735602110105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=7379437735602110105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7379437735602110105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7379437735602110105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-break.html' title='sem break?!?!'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RycCZfn3ZbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1paLnLuYD6c/s72-c/sigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-5442066623495392014</id><published>2007-10-23T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:29:58.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>miracles do happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rx6GhyXxGbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UEP-WrAEV1g/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rx6GhyXxGbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UEP-WrAEV1g/s320/happy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124681341009467826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've been quite busy this past 2 weeks..kya walng akong entry sa blog..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will tell you what happened to me this 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;let me start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october 17&lt;br /&gt;it was the 4th year orientation day on the requirements needed for us to proceed in the second sem and to graduate, as well. This, was a very emotional day for all of us. We knew that the faculty of CON would tell us about the much awaited diagnostic test. Rumors have been spreading, about the diagnostic exam. Rumors like, if we didn't pass, we would not graduate. So we were all eager to know what really is going to happen when we fail. Unfortunately, the rumors were all true. One of our 4th year level coordinator, said that we would be given three chances to pass the diagnostic exam. But honestly, i really i didn't really care about the second or the third chance. I want to PASS the test only in my first take, because my parents would be sad if I dont pass the test and I would never have the guts to face them again. When askedm what we will study for the diagnostic exam, our coordinator just said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mga Basic Skills sa Nursing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to shout, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alin dun sa mga basic skills sa nursing&lt;/span&gt;!!!!" I think at that time lahat kami gustong isgaw yun. But we din't have the guts to say it, because a lot of things and emotions were going to us at that time.&lt;br /&gt;After, the orientation me and my friends went to St. Jude Church to pray. I prayed so hard na hidi ko na alam na i was crying na pala. Siguro kasi, all the emotions in me wanted to get out. I was so scared not to pass. I was even more scared, of DISAPPOINTING MY PARENTS. They expect more of me.&lt;br /&gt;After that i started to study all my previous and present lecture notes. I said to myself I WILL PASS THIS TEST, ONE TAKE ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 22&lt;br /&gt;DIAGNOSTIC EXAM DAY. We were all very nervous. I bought a rosary with me. Before beginning the the test we were all given a time to say our individual prayer. I prayed and put the rosary in my heart, like I always do when i take exams.&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, all of us felt happy, because the diagnostic examm, surprisingly, was EASY. I am not boasting or anything but it was much more easy com&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rx6QUiXxGdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cr8Q3VO2SKs/s1600-h/the+result.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rx6QUiXxGdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cr8Q3VO2SKs/s200/the+result.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124692108492478930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pared to our comprehensive exams. So all of us, were confident that we would pass.&lt;br /&gt;They were going to post the result of the exams on 4:00pm. It was a LONG 5 hour break. So we decided to go to baclaran and to MOA.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4:30-the team level of 4th year were already posting the result. Inaatake na ako ng anxiety attack. I could not breathe, i wanted to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Finally, I saw the result. I shouted when i saw my name in the list. I cried. I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Unfortunately, not all of us passed.  A lot of my friends who were really smart did not pass. The fact the test was easy, and I know that , for them it was also easy, surprised me.  I cried with them too. Sharing in their sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I went home and thanked GOD. I knew he was listening, as he always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One more worry left. On November 5, we would be given our WPA, or grades in all our subjects. And this time there are no three cahnces. IT'S EITHER YOU MAKE IT OR YOU BREAK IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I want to pass and graduate. Please GOD i need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-5442066623495392014?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5442066623495392014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=5442066623495392014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5442066623495392014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5442066623495392014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/miracles-do-happen.html' title='miracles do happen'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rx6GhyXxGbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UEP-WrAEV1g/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-9051663843296477063</id><published>2007-10-11T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T04:54:41.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Tributes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>Energency Room</title><content type='html'>It was our time to have our exposure in the ER..our duty was one of a government hospital here in manila.I know all of you watch the series "ER", so i know your expectations,My expectaion was ER is a place &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PACKED WITH ACTION&lt;/span&gt;. Doctors and nurses, carefully assesing patients and giving them emergency treatments. To my disappointment, that was not the case.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were many patients, but, there were no doctors. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para bang nagusap-usap ang mga pasyente na at 9:00 am, they would all come in the ER.&lt;/span&gt; I panicked and so did my groupmates, because we badly needed to help the patients but what can we do? were just NURSING STUDENTS, and as badly as we wanted to act, we can't.&lt;br /&gt;There was this one patient in the ER, he was brought by one of his neighbors and complained of "Abdominal pain." I can see it on his face that he was really in pain. I wanted to help him, but, again what can i do?I wanted to give him some medications, to relieve his pain, but, unfortunately, i can't.So i just said to him to wait for the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;An hour passed, the doctors finally came. I wondered what if there was a more life-threatening situation in the ER that moment when the doctors were not around. What will happen then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-9051663843296477063?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9051663843296477063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=9051663843296477063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/9051663843296477063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/9051663843296477063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/energency-room.html' title='Energency Room'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-2967957807378837237</id><published>2007-10-10T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:13:22.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>confusing emotions</title><content type='html'>here's what happened to me today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to shool, i got our thesis signed..finally..only one signature left for me to accomplish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 signatures down only one to go..i said happily to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a couple of hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend told me that our final grades, was  finally out..and many in our batch FAILED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!just what i needed, to brighten my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like ive been slapped in the face..RIGHT ON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will this ever end?its like  a circle that has no ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, what to do anymore..i want to see my grades.But what if i was among the students who failed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even imagine what i will do if that really happen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-2967957807378837237?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2967957807378837237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=2967957807378837237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2967957807378837237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2967957807378837237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/confusing-emotions.html' title='confusing emotions'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-227200947047569083</id><published>2007-10-09T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:15:13.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>Thesis, Thesis</title><content type='html'>Im going to school again this day..to pass our revised thesis. Hopefully, our panel will sign it.Im getting so tired and frustrated about this thesis. It's one BIG PAIN IN THE ASS. I've got lots of things to worry about. And I can't concentrate because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sino ba naman kasi ang nag-imebento ng thesis?!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want this to end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-227200947047569083?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/227200947047569083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=227200947047569083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/227200947047569083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/227200947047569083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/thesis-thesis.html' title='Thesis, Thesis'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-2431691397242758788</id><published>2007-10-08T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:17:17.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter &amp; the Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwrekyXxGXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MYOJNo2pZlU/s1600-h/harry+potter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwrekyXxGXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MYOJNo2pZlU/s200/harry+potter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119148650038106482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought this book..one week after it's release..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished two days after I bought it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a bookworm..and i've been collecting harry potter books since i was in second year high school..So, now you know why i finished it in only 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was GREAT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.K Rowling made a great job writing this book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are good and bad points about this book..First let's go to the GOOD POINTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finally, it showed the other side of Dumbledore, who is one of my favorite characters. It showed na he's not so perfect after all, despite the fact that he is a powerful and well known wizard, he is still HUMAN, and is capable of making mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;    Nevertheless, the book did not forget to include the reason why i love dumbledore so much. His never-ending wisdom and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At last, the truth why Snape hated Harry Potter from the very beginning was revealed. An end to the much awaited drama, between the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;    The reason why Snape killed Dumbledore and which side was Snape on, was uncovered. This is the major reason, why I bought this book and why i wanted to finish the book so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love the fact that Harry Potter named his children after the two Hogwart Headmaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My favorite part in the book was THE BATTLE OF HOGWARTS..I wont tell any details about it, because HARRY POTTER DIE HARD FANS and those that have not read the book might curse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD POINTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Many members Order of the Phoenix died. This was really heart breaking. Because i loved most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mejo bitin, &lt;/span&gt;yung ending for me.. it did not include the job Harry Potter was in and a lot of stuff. That i would like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE, It was a GREAT BOOK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im looking forward to the movie..I hope that it's as great as the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, to Harry Potter, Dumbledore,Hermione, Ron, Hagrid and all the characters that I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-2431691397242758788?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2431691397242758788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=2431691397242758788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2431691397242758788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2431691397242758788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/harry-potter-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter &amp; the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwrekyXxGXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MYOJNo2pZlU/s72-c/harry+potter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-6251746593469449759</id><published>2007-10-08T17:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:31:36.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwrSyyXxGWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M1zcFtvSd4w/s1600-h/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwrSyyXxGWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M1zcFtvSd4w/s200/broken+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119135696416741730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first and foremost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not about me or about my love life. Let's just be clear on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Question: &lt;/span&gt;What do you when you find out that your boyfriend's cheating on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Answer: &lt;/span&gt;I'll leave him..as simple as that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Question: &lt;/span&gt;What if both of them are your friends or you know them, and you know that the guy's cheting will you tell the girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Answer: &lt;/span&gt;Honestly..for me..the right thing to do is to tell the girl..but i know na some of you dont agree with me..Kaya ilalabas ko n lang dito yung opinion ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's name the characters of the story by alias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dodong- the guy&lt;br /&gt;inday- the girl friend&lt;br /&gt;diding- the third party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are not their real names by the way.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ginawa ko lang ganyan..dahil trip ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dodong and inday have been together na for the at least one year. They're both at the same batch and are school mates.And ngayon ko lang nalaman, na all along..nagkakalabuan na pala sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diding and dodong are classmates and groupmates. so, madalas talaga silang magkita.&lt;br /&gt;I think that their intinmate closeness begun when we went out of town. During those times, they share the same plate kahit na kumpleto naman kami ng mga plates, nagsusubuan,at nagtatabi sa pagtulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i saying this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it really bothers me, i know inday, and i know for a fact na kung nakita nya yung mga ginagawa ni dodong at ni diding..magagalit sya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean..any girl will naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really pissed off with diding, because she knows naman na dodong has a girlfriend. She even knows inday. Pero &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakikipaglandian pa din sya kay dodong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe, na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;women are superior to men when it comes to emotional reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya, i expected diding to show some respect to inday, dahil babae din sya at i know naman na she felt the same way when that also happened to her. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Siya pa ang lumalapit kay dodong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay dodong nya nkita ang mga traits na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is good..kung walang ibang taong involve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately meron..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ky dodong naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit na ba, their relationship is on the rocks.that doesn't give him the right para maghanap ng iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Men will always find a reason to justify their wrong doings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, kahit yung mga close friends ni inday, dont want to say a thing about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity inday, because she has no clue what so ever sa mga ginagawa ni dodong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can love really be this tragic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-6251746593469449759?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6251746593469449759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=6251746593469449759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6251746593469449759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/6251746593469449759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-dilemmas.html' title='love dilemma'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwrSyyXxGWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M1zcFtvSd4w/s72-c/broken+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-5791499383197108998</id><published>2007-10-08T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T11:24:54.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Tributes'/><title type='text'>unusual cravings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp05yXxGUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mRDy144ahas/s1600-h/steak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 99px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp05yXxGUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mRDy144ahas/s200/steak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119032462582815042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i so badly want to eat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..as in everytime i watch a cooking show..ayy..grabe..naglalaway ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kaya ako tumataba ehh..ang dami kong gustong kainin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp0sSXxGTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01FkQ7dFq9w/s1600-h/mashed%2Bpotatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 83px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp0sSXxGTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01FkQ7dFq9w/s200/mashed%2Bpotatoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119032230654581042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mashed potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. the perfect partner for my steak...syang nga lang i dont know how to cook one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but i know its just easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp0hCXxGSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oBAYW390nFg/s1600-h/shwrma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp0hCXxGSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oBAYW390nFg/s200/shwrma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119032037381052706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shawarma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;naman.. naman ang aking first and only favorite arabian food..hmm.. kelan ko kaya ulit toh matitikman..no offense sa Philippine shawarma..pero mas masarap talaga ang gawang SAUDI...just chicken, potatoes, mayonnaise and pickles...it's really true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag-depress ang isang tao..walang maisip kundi pagkain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-5791499383197108998?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5791499383197108998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=5791499383197108998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5791499383197108998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/5791499383197108998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/cravings.html' title='unusual cravings'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp05yXxGUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mRDy144ahas/s72-c/steak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-7332093763029441390</id><published>2007-10-08T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T11:27:48.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>bee happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp2jCXxGVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/helNfIt6foQ/s1600-h/18092007436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp2jCXxGVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/helNfIt6foQ/s200/18092007436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119034270764046674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe..FINALLY!!! Nasuot ko na ang head costume ni Jolibee..and i have to say..mabigat sya! Ulo pa lang yan..wala pa yung whole custume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At least khit mdmi akong problems, whenever i seethis picture..it gives me a reason to laugh, and somehow yung worries ko about school nwawala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;iba nga talaga si jolibee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-7332093763029441390?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7332093763029441390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=7332093763029441390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7332093763029441390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/7332093763029441390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/bee-happy_08.html' title='bee happy'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/Rwp2jCXxGVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/helNfIt6foQ/s72-c/18092007436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-8153984893872021742</id><published>2007-10-08T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:40:34.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Life'/><title type='text'>reflection on our emirsion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwN_4SXxGBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wsGVudvU6Dg/s1600-h/%C2%A4hEaDtUrNeR%C2%A4%28456%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwN_4SXxGBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wsGVudvU6Dg/s200/%C2%A4hEaDtUrNeR%C2%A4%28456%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117074206603941906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet jun-jun. One of our kid assistant when we went to our emirsion in "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;barangay ithan&lt;/span&gt;". When we went there, we expected the worst. But thanks to our school they still provided us with a nice house to live for three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During our emirssion, I realize how lucky I am to live my life. We're not rich. I belong to middle-class family, but my parents provided us everything we ever need. And yet I still find reasons to complain about my life. I guess it's only human that i complain, about stuff. I know it's not an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, what i saw during the emirsion was really an eye-opener of how life is really hard for some Filipinos, of how the corruption affects our people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RizAL&lt;/span&gt;, is a beautiful town with beautiful sceneries. But behind those, are the town people's longingness for a beautiful life for their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jun Jun and the other kids who assisted us lack motivation in attending school. They would rather play with their yo-yo's or swim in the batis than to go to school. It's really sad, because I know that a lot of children feel the same way as they do. I remember asking a one of the mother in the barangay, on how come she doesn't motivate her children to go to school. And she just only said this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Wala din namang mangyayari kung mag-aaral sila"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're shocked about this. I was shocked too when i heard that. But who are we to blame them if they do not see a bright future ahead of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-8153984893872021742?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8153984893872021742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=8153984893872021742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/8153984893872021742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/8153984893872021742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/reflection-on-our-emirsion_08.html' title='reflection on our emirsion'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwN_4SXxGBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wsGVudvU6Dg/s72-c/%C2%A4hEaDtUrNeR%C2%A4%28456%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-1708395708964489300</id><published>2007-10-03T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:43:35.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Tributes'/><title type='text'>shame on deperate housewives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwQ4tSXxGEI/AAAAAAAAABc/eaI9z6zKTv0/s1600-h/desperate+housewives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwQ4tSXxGEI/AAAAAAAAABc/eaI9z6zKTv0/s200/desperate+housewives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117277427276519490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night ko lang nalaman ang issue na ito. But, i was so angry with what i heard. I couldn't believe that they would actually say something like that. I know some of the filipinos are affected by this and i know some of us are also not affected by it. Well, i am a NURSING STUDENT here in the philippines. And that is why, im very affected by this isssue. I watch Desperate Housewives, it's one of my favorite shows. But i was so disappointed and angry with their scriptwriter. This is not a racial slur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is an attack on the medical profession here in the Philippines. Filipino doctors and nurses alike, strive hard to get to where they are right now. You dont just get a medical license that easily, and i know everyone in the medical profession agrees. This medical profession's goal is to save lives . That is why, it should be taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Filipino doctors and nurses alike are highly recommended abroad. At hindi purkit lahat ng filipino doctors and nurses ay gustong pumunta abroad pwede na nilang sabihin yun. Doctors and Nurses are not desperate. Kung wala tayo, malamang ay wala ding mag-aalaga skanila, we filipinos are highly recommended abroad because we render TENDER, LOVING, CARE TO THE PATIENTS. So they dont have the right to say that to the medical profession or to any profession here in the philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the reason behind those lines teri hatcher delivered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know..Is it to humor the audience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is it because of the June 2006 Board exam? If that was the case, why should they generalize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ba alam ng stupid scriptwriter ng desperate housewives na the Health Care System in the United States is working because of Filipino Doctors and Nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have the right to demand an apology from ABC, for the humiliation they've caused to the medical profession in the Philippines. They should be responsible in what they are writing and showing their viewers.&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/2046128230088073156-1708395708964489300?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1708395708964489300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=1708395708964489300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/1708395708964489300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/1708395708964489300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-desperate-housewives-issue.html' title='shame on deperate housewives'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwQ4tSXxGEI/AAAAAAAAABc/eaI9z6zKTv0/s72-c/desperate+housewives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-2462492756597761021</id><published>2007-10-03T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:35:18.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>chance or choice?</title><content type='html'>- When you meet the right perosn to love, at the right place at the right time that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a chance&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you meet someone you're attracted to that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a chance&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Being caught that there are many people out there who are more attractive , smarter, richer than your mate and yet you decided to love your mate just the same that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a choice&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Attraction comes to us by chance . But true love that lasts truly is our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fate brings you together but it is still up to you to make it happen. We may meet someone by chance, but loving and staying with that some is still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a choice&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-2462492756597761021?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2462492756597761021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=2462492756597761021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2462492756597761021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2462492756597761021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/chance-or-choice.html' title='chance or choice?'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-2382150394422504720</id><published>2007-10-03T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:32:54.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>life after finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our final exam is finished..as expected the test was fucking hard...haay..ewan ko ba...i feel like im going to fail.I know im just being pessimistic, but if you were me and you took the exam, you'll feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, before the exam i got a note saying that i was going to take a remedial exam this monday.What a good way to start a day!!!%^&amp;amp;#!!i mean my mind was totally positive before that incident. thanks to that, i could not focus on my other exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, the CON was full of students. I went there to follow up on our thesis, which by the way, still needs improvement according to our panel. In the CON i saw my friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Krung&lt;/span&gt; she said she was worried about her grades, i said to her in a matter-of-fact tone that she doesn't need to worry.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Krung&lt;/span&gt;, by the way belongs to the section 2, which means she's really smart, she's also a scholar of our school. So you can see the reason why I said that to her. I mean come on!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just want all of my problems to go away!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST WANT TO GRADUATE THIS MARCH&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can that really be difficult??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-2382150394422504720?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2382150394422504720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=2382150394422504720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2382150394422504720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/2382150394422504720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-after-finals.html' title='life after finals'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2046128230088073156.post-1272647100115181694</id><published>2007-10-02T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:31:28.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>a first time for everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its my first time to create a blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwLkiyXxF-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QBvLv9T2wbs/s1600-h/s%C3%9CmMer+0uTf%C3%AEt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwLkiyXxF-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QBvLv9T2wbs/s320/s%C3%9CmMer+0uTf%C3%AEt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116903412934449122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go easy on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well as of now, im going to take our final exam and im really worried abou it.i dont know why, i guess that being a nursing student is really hard and challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the seniors feel the same way as i do. Our school warned us that not all of us are going to graduate this march. How about that?!!! All of us, deserves to graduate. Because all of us strive hard to get to fourth year. I think that we already prove ourselves to the school. I dont see any reason why they're doing that to us. Just because we got a 95% passing rate in the board exam this june, doesn't give them a right to do that to our batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if its for ours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;or for the school...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2046128230088073156-1272647100115181694?l=wenibelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1272647100115181694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2046128230088073156&amp;postID=1272647100115181694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/1272647100115181694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2046128230088073156/posts/default/1272647100115181694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wenibelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-time-for-everything.html' title='a first time for everything'/><author><name>* wheng *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10860020524046217393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2z0602fpxtM/RwLkiyXxF-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QBvLv9T2wbs/s72-c/s%C3%9CmMer+0uTf%C3%AEt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
