<?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-9107679170416450434</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:53:35.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my fucking life</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Anne Margaret S Santos turning 16 this year, the truth is I'm a superhero with a super blog that will tell you basically what's happening in my life or just thoughts that I want to share with you this is actually my PERSONAL blog. I love Music I mean who doesn't? I love watching movies from the classics down to the new ones.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-2083562535739920253</id><published>2011-05-26T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:07:41.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is all I want if money is nothinng</title><content type='html'>1st Oxford shoes from any store in the world I'm not brand&amp;nbsp;concision&amp;nbsp;as long as it's good I can wear them, I especially like this Oxford from Louboutin gaaaaah my mouth is watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.discountclshoes.org/images/Christian-Louboutin-Studded-Lace-Up-Oxford-Sneakers-Black_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is another one a boots from Dr Martens, it's so cool you can wear it in anything too bad our country is tropical, when you wear boots in casual day you will be fucking weirdo(which I don't mind).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oG18k8p0ZOk/TT_qt-1CG2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0VUMk96KCag/s320/dr%2Bmartens%2Bboots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Selectism - Y's for Dr. Martens 10 Eye Boot" src="http://www.highsnobiety.com/uploads/RTEmagicC_Ys-for-dr-martens-front.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next is vintage t-shirts, okay if there's one thing about me I love wearing t-shirts I'd rather wear t-shirts for the rest of my life than underwear hahaha, half kidding half not. I especially like this two. P.S I don't like skimpy t-shirt you know like the ones that you can't breath in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/171/942/169/2F2uIu3sTZiYTfh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://shirtstree.com/images/TEE_IMPC/SUBDB02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this&amp;nbsp;country&amp;nbsp;is probably the hottest place next to hell so there's no way you can wear a leather jacket&amp;nbsp;except&amp;nbsp;for holidays and rainy season which is still pretty hot compared to other countries but the fuck man I want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.teenvogue.com/style/blogs/fashion/The%20Cinema%20Society%20Screening%20of%20Management%20Agyness%20Deyn-thumb-233x349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh God is there any other human being cooler than Agy?&amp;nbsp;Obviously&amp;nbsp;yes, but she's my number one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://undergroundrepublik.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/agyness-deyn-moussy-ad-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone knows that this generation kind of music is 99.9%&amp;nbsp;autotunes&amp;nbsp;Kesha, T-Pain, Rihanna. and some other shit I don't say hate them it's just that past musicians before are waaaaaaaaaay better so i f I have a chance to buy all of their albums I will. just to hear REAL music once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ndroo.com/blog/images/misc2/Nirvana2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.a/6a00d8341c630a53ef0120a5b007bb970c-800wi" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just started reading novels when I was I junior high so as much as possible I want to read more books, at first I don't really like it you know the common reason that it is boring, but I kinda like it and the rest is history I started reading and buying books, I have to thank my friends because they are the one who encourage me. this are my MUST READ BOOKS LIST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/4200000/Cover-the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower-4206983-357-500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VAdBo9zi8U/Tc16VDXdIyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cGevJlXmh_0/s1600/narnia_books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtO2RHsEBOE/TJ8pswZkj6I/AAAAAAAAABk/DLmwT0WM1_4/s1600/percy-jackson-books-3-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://collider.com/wp-content/uploads/carrie-book-cover-image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u74/alanakf/gossipgirlbookspix.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's the cliche that money can't buy happiness but for me it can. Sorta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-2083562535739920253?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/2083562535739920253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-all-i-want-if-money-is-nothinng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/2083562535739920253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/2083562535739920253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-all-i-want-if-money-is-nothinng.html' title='This is all I want if money is nothinng'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oG18k8p0ZOk/TT_qt-1CG2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0VUMk96KCag/s72-c/dr%2Bmartens%2Bboots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-2728576289225187755</id><published>2011-05-16T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:49:22.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicks who kick style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I love bad ass chicks who dress incredibly good my favorite is Agyness Deyn I mean this woman knows her style and she's not afraid to show it. Do you think 80s fashion is a disaster? naaah not to Agy she make it good as fuck. What I like about her is that she's not afraid to experiment she's not afraid what people may think whether it's good or bad and lastly it's fun! you know she enjoys the clothes you can wear at her age. I swear to God if &amp;nbsp;I got thinner I'm going to try her style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.modelinia.com/_content/slideshows/101/images/1_Agyness-Deyn-London.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imworld.aufeminin.com/dossiers/d20080620/d4187i90723h145353.jpg" /&gt;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Next is Kate Moss you can say all you want about Kate, she's an addict a bad mother or whatever bullshit you want but one things for sure, you can't mess with her style she's the bohemian-rockstar-look goddess, she can make the worst looking dress a fashion statement or even a trend(remember the incident with Courtney Love?) That's what true style is, not copying from other people&amp;nbsp;and not being&amp;nbsp;slave to a current trend (ehem Katie Holmes!) she has the classic style that mix with the&amp;nbsp;modern&amp;nbsp;touch. and which other celeb can look cool even when they're drunk or high and partying till 4 am? (I'm sure it's not Lindsay) it's only the queen, bow down bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imodelumodel.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catwalkqueen.tv/kmglastonbury2007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Next is Nicole Richie, so we all knew Nicole as the party girl and the BFF/sidekick of Paris Hilton on The Simple Life way back then, but time flies and that Nicole is nowhere to be seen, since collaborating with Rachel Zoe and became alarmingly thin her style changed from slutty to boho chick don't get me wrong I'm not a fan of anorexic girls so thank god Nicole met Joel Madden(her now husband) and she became more confident and happy than ever before, she's now a mother of 2, Harlow and Sparrow and starting a fashion&amp;nbsp;business&amp;nbsp;that create dresses,&amp;nbsp;jewelries, and other stuff. She may not come back as the curvy Nicole at least we all know now that she's&amp;nbsp;healthy. No more hard partying with the likes of Paris and Lindsay she's now a mature woman. What I like about her style is that she's not afraid to mix and match stuff and she always carry her self as a fashion&amp;nbsp;savvy, she can always make the most boring outfit to the whole new level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stylecheckup.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/nicole-richie-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.teenvogue.com/style/blogs/fashion/Nicole%20Richie%203%3A7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-2728576289225187755?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/2728576289225187755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/05/chicks-who-kick-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/2728576289225187755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/2728576289225187755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/05/chicks-who-kick-style.html' title='Chicks who kick style'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-4416981369272800681</id><published>2011-05-05T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T02:47:04.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This show is beyond your imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I already heard Skins before, mostly because of &amp;nbsp;Tumblr but I never really plan to watch it because I'm not that interested, but I do some researching and I thought it's some kind of teen reality show like Sweet 16 or whatever(okay I'm a moron) but then Summer comes and I decided to give it try and man this show is BRILLIANT, AMAZING, AND&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;REAL&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;it maybe&amp;nbsp; a little exaggerated but you can see what teenagers of this generation are going through&amp;nbsp; it's not all about the sex, drugs, alcohol, and sex again. It's about the story of individuals who are experiencing brokenness, sadness, and being left alone by society, by their friends, and their families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/1/3/5/6/0/7/5/1/orig-13560751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://legacythumbs.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/20080407193810.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.williambrucewest.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/tony.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Season 1 and 2 a.k.a generation 1 are personally my favorite and probably 98% of Skins fans. They are the best! you can relate to every fucking character in each episode one minute you hate that character the next you already love him/her that's the amazing thing about the generation 1 you know that they are really mates(friends in British) you know that they really care about each other, their chemistry is beyond words! my personal favorite is Tony he maybe a dick but I just fell in love with his sense of humor and honesty he's the resident bad guy in the show, but you have to watch his transformation from season 1 to 2 he became more lovable trust me. Second is Sid(Tony's best mate) I love nerds he's by far the most real character in the show he's like one of us, one of your friend, his love affair with Cassie is like a fucking roller coaster, that made the show more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9brz97HMQ1qcrf67o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3va712PvU1qbl2gco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Third is Chris he's the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1304586017_0"&gt;party monster&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;but he has the most touching story from all of them (for me), it's hard not to love his character he's fun loving and the best of all happy go lucky but after that that jsdkljhjhfe my heart just broke into pieces &amp;nbsp;I don't want to be a a dick here, just watch it and you'll know, that's what pissing me off I read some forums about the show and then I read spoilers for fuck sake I swear I'll never read forums again while I'm still&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1304586017_1"&gt;watching the show&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;or I haven't watch the movie yet, it's a big bummer. It's hard to pick just three characters because seriously I love all of them I fell in love with every character in this show. Anwar, Jal, Cassie, Michelle/Nips, and Maxxie. at some point I want find friends like them hahaha I know CRAZZZY that's how much I love this show. It's no Gossip Girl(which I really love too!),&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1304586017_2"&gt;The O.C&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;or 90210 shit that's why when it's about to end I felt sad, FOR REAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcg3xsVFaE1qzi2s9o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then another generation came, the generation 2 this time it's Effy's turn, I didn't expect that much becauseNO ONE CAN BEAT&amp;nbsp;THE ORIGINAL&amp;nbsp;I mean common! after watching a really really good show, then watch another one your expectation is beyond universe it didn't disappoint me because I'm not really expecting something BIG but it's fine, not good and not bad either. While watching the whole series my mind was like this "pls Tony pls pls pls show up" but he didn't haha, but at some point Effy talk about her brother so that's okay with me. The end is what you called that ahhhmmmm a crap?? there's no closure it's a mess. maybe that's why the Skins the movie, yup you read it right&amp;nbsp;THE MOVIE, is basically will revolve around gen 2, shit! I wish it's gen 1 instead but I'm still happy that Tony and Anwar will come back thank god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tumblr_lck2fs3cfd1qao8ddo1_500_large" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/5194890/tumblr_lck2fs3Cfd1qao8ddo1_500_large.png?1290900095" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://karinapenguina.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/skins3_6001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Skins: Generation 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My only favorite characters on gen 2 were Effy, JJ, and Cook at some point Freddie but he bores me a lot. this season there's less nudity and swearing not that it's not good but that's what so bad ass about season 1 &amp;amp; 2 is they don't give a damn just like what Chris said "Fuck it!". No hating here but they don't have the same chemistry as the 1st one but it still worth watching if you're truly a fan. But when mighty Americans decided to have their version I'm just like WTF? I saw some of the commercials and trailers on MTV and they bleep a lot of strong words(believe me the UK Skins, 50% of their&amp;nbsp;conversation&amp;nbsp;there's a foul words) and they&amp;nbsp;censored&amp;nbsp;most of the fun part(you know what I mean) that's so not Skin, I'm going to watch it though out of&amp;nbsp;curiosity&amp;nbsp;and to see how much they fucked up. Okay enough on the comparison, for the record I like gen 2 but I love gen 1. I hope Gen 3 will be awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S&lt;/b&gt; I used some British words here because believe me after watching this show you will adopt their language whether you like it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-4416981369272800681?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/4416981369272800681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-show-is-beyond-your-imagination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/4416981369272800681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/4416981369272800681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-show-is-beyond-your-imagination.html' title='This show is beyond your imagination'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-3652435145175582610</id><published>2011-04-25T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T01:18:12.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;So! It's been a while since we have a sleepover hahaha just kidding We're having a sleepover as much as as we want mostly in our house, thank god our parents our not bummers, I suddenly remember the "I'm not a regular mom, I'm a cool mom" scene in Mean Girls I know, weird, anyway this trip is plan weeks before the Holy Week I know and I feel that they will come(Carmina/Miminha as we call her and Julienne) and We will have a good vacation in Bulacan. It's a looooong story and if I say long it's long take time to read it, or not, I should start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Prologue&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course in any plans or outings there's the mini pa-epal problems like "do ako makakasama sorry!" or the classic "di pa ko sure eh:(" like for&amp;nbsp;example&amp;nbsp;Mina was not sure because she have to teach her mom how to use their new laptop, and Juls because their relatives are coming over &amp;nbsp;but I try my very best to convince them and thank god their parents allow them thanks Titas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Chapter 1:The Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Mina went 1st around 3 I guess? and I'm not ready yet so we call Juls to come already and she did, our manong driver/my kuya was so tagal so we have to kill time eating Sausage Rolls(it's not that great actually) and&amp;nbsp;drinking&amp;nbsp;Cappuccino,Tumblring, taking pictures,&amp;nbsp;watching&amp;nbsp; T.V, and some other shits my kuya came and he's moving like a fucking turtle so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have decided to take some pictures&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk62bxv1f81qhmss2o1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture picture!:P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk62s4osgK1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TAKOT AKO EH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: black; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk626e7kvq1qhmss2o1_500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arigato ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;before we take off we hide from Juls because she went somewhere she's like a kid finding her mom we're laughing like ass holes haha even my kuya, well my other kuya. while at the car, roadtriping We're using the laptop and &amp;nbsp;Galaxy and we saw Mina's likes on Tumblr it's something about "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN K-POP IS THE BEST!" and We're laughing like there's no tomorrow &amp;nbsp;she's a k-popers BTW, she's gonna kill me! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk62zpxGbB1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That night that's the 1st they saw hampas dugo, gumagapang, and pasan krus(as we call it) and they enjoyed it very much, they didn't want to go back home in our house so they tambay and the&amp;nbsp;unexpected&amp;nbsp;inuman, well only them I'm allergic to vodka! I know I feel bad too, and Juls was laughing without reasons after few shots hahaha good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 2: When the person I know before met the newbies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On day 2 we start the day right by watching Kimi Wa Petto! ooooh my god Jun Matsumoto is so cute I'm gonna die haha but We didn't finish it because we went to Krismas' house to surprise her, well it's not actually a surprise because we called her before there. We went to Bayan to buy something, by&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;I assume you already know it haha some&amp;nbsp;liquors. and the night is full of laughter, jokes and smiles it's one of the best night in my summer life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk63d6Ed1z1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk63orrqkd1qhmss2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm so happy that my very close friend got the chance to meet them and as for what I saw they pretty good with other there's no&amp;nbsp;awkwardness or&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;they're talking like they knew each other for a very long time. isn't that great? and oh! before I forgot there's a dog in our house and when went home he's so cute we suddenly remember Momo! (He's the lead guy on Kimi Wa Petto played by our love Jun Matsumoto) and out of&amp;nbsp;nowhere&amp;nbsp;we self proclaim him Momo-chan haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk63wtsRPz1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk644r8a5H1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I didn't plan to drink at all! because of my fucking allergies but I want to have a good time and I give it a try, I'm allergic to vodka so I drunk more beer (okaaay allergy attack me now its the shitiest thing ever!) then Juls is so wasted like she can't talk to us&amp;nbsp;properly and she suddenly wanted to sleep&amp;nbsp;haha. It's so funny We're making fun of her haha sorry Juls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk64h8wTeT1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mhaz decided to sleepover at our house because it's already midnight and I'm so happy it's the first time but she have to go as&amp;nbsp;early&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;possible the next day because she didn't ask permission&amp;nbsp;to her parents, and &amp;nbsp;I can't sleep because of my fucking allergies damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 3: Momo-chan and the&amp;nbsp;unexpected&amp;nbsp;plans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This day We don't really know what to do, We just finished Kimi Wa Petto in the morning hahaha it's so nakakakilig like after watching it, We all want to have a pet like Momo he's not &lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/i&gt; a pet but a human a very fine human! OMG.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk73dkBkNY1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk73hitDmo1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk74r66TFs1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;watching Kimi Wa Petto:"&amp;gt; kilig eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After watching my mom told us We're going to Paradise to swim but unfortunately it's close thank god Agatha is open. On our way We decided to drive thru at Mc Donalds and my dad is telling super corny jokes I want to die and they're all laughing eeeeww haha. We only stay for 3 or 4 hours because we arrive a&amp;nbsp;little bit&amp;nbsp;late but it's still fun but I wish We're with my other friends. After that We ate at KFC maaaan! Double Down is the bomb! If I could marry you haha. When We went home Mina and I doesn't have a plan to sleep early, so We watched Gokusen We're laughing like there's no Tomorrow Shin Sawada and Kuma is probably our favorite characters, Mina have to go the next day so we stop at episode 5 awwww.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk73tva6p31qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk73xpg94F1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the next 2 days without Mina we just watched lots of dvd We tried to watch Smile but that T.V show is so depressing so We just watch A lot like love, The girl next door, Titanic, The Bridget Jones Diary, and Garfield plus Mula sa Puso and the love story of &amp;nbsp;Prince William and Kate Middleton. Juls slept at our place(in Manila) for the one last time because we arrived, maybe 9:30? so that's it. I tried my best to write every detail but as you can see I can't there's so many fucking shit happened &amp;nbsp;hahaha feel free to comment I hope you like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/My%20Pictures/Bulacan/102_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/My%20Pictures/Bulacan/102_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/My%20Pictures/Bulacan/102_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-3652435145175582610?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/3652435145175582610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-summer-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/3652435145175582610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/3652435145175582610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-summer-to-remember.html' title='My Summer to Remember'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-1132833150662614788</id><published>2011-04-09T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T20:57:00.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurt Cobain: About a Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As all of you now I love Nirvana, I love their music, appeal, and sense of humor. I started watching their videos, documentaries, and interviews. I will admit that I'm one of the new bunch of fans. but all of us know, even the people who are not a big Nirvana fan knows that Kurt is very lonely man, but even though he struggles a lot he continue making good music that will&amp;nbsp;influence&amp;nbsp;a generation, I discover it after watching the documentary About A son a&amp;nbsp;compilation of his past interviews it maybe the most deep Kurt Cobain documentary I've seen so far&amp;nbsp;. and this is what I realized. We don't know the real reason behind his&amp;nbsp;rebellious&amp;nbsp;act, We don't know the real reason why he end up being an addict. and lastly&amp;nbsp;We don't know the real reason behind his suicide attempt. What we all know is what the media is telling us, what Kurt whats to tell us but in the end He is the only one who could answer that questions. Last April 5 We celebrate his death anniversary and 'm very happy that some of us still remember the man who will forever change the rock n roll scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfij9nmIgJ1qafds7o1_500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgyyqqO24J1qepfkjo1_500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kurt as a father to Frances Bean&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj0a1p9Pd81qgqmxdo1_500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my many favorite picture of Kurt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgxui3QUbS1qeu8q4o1_500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kurt with his wife Courtney Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that Kurt loved Courtney as well. Why would he go on TV in England and announce that she is the “best fuck in the world”, and have a child with her, write music about her, marry her and stay with her, if he didn’t love her. He was a rock star and he could do whatever he wanted. To some of the letters that I am getting saying Courtney killed Kurt is ridiculous. Your saying that Kurt was such a weakling that he allowed himself to be manipulated and somehow rubbed out by this woman, I don’t think so. I don’t think Kurt was that weak. I think Kurt was a decisive strong individual. And I think that some people are in so much pain in this world that they have to leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 0px; width: 1px;" valign="top"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="quote_source" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-David LaChapelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;quoting&amp;nbsp;this because in my own point of view Courtney didn't kill Kurt I already read so many story regarding this but what they all have is a rumor, it's been what? over 10 years? Kurt is suicidal even before he met Courtney, but that's just my opinion I know in my heart that they both love(d) each other. That's all for now. LONG LIVE ROCK N ROLL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-1132833150662614788?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/1132833150662614788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/kurt-cobain-about-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/1132833150662614788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/1132833150662614788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/kurt-cobain-about-son.html' title='Kurt Cobain: About a Son'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-2671543258742812942</id><published>2011-04-09T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T09:42:38.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nylon Magazine blown me away</title><content type='html'>So guys my life as of now is very less productive so I've decided to check some very cool pictures of &amp;nbsp;Nylon magazine on Google and man! I love it(though nothing beats Vogue, not US please) very hip, young, and fresh. here some of my favorite shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lje6dcpTZM1qd4p5wo1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lindsay WE USED to know&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boho chick" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lje5driVdo1qd4p5wo1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary Kate Olsen being her awesome self&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lje732yyNR1qd4p5wo1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor Momsen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lje6qdRRJC1qd4p5wo1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another one&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lje6vhbvjq1qd4p5wo1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not a big fan of her but her pictures are the coolest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-2671543258742812942?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/2671543258742812942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/nylon-magazine-blow-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/2671543258742812942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/2671543258742812942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/nylon-magazine-blow-me-away.html' title='Nylon Magazine blown me away'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-4842254340555738260</id><published>2011-04-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T09:39:58.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 FACTS ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj65uaIzsK1qgi4uw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;1) I love watching movies! It’s my favorite past time especially this summer I can sit all day just watching my favorite T.V series and films. I like watching old movies than the new ones(check out my description) because it’s more real, the characters are fun to watch and they’re not on 3d for God sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img alt="2) A lot of you might think that I’m just joking, am I right? but seriously I love reading good books if I have extra time this is my my favorite hobby, at first I’m not really a big fan, then I started reading Bob Ong books which is really good, so I borrowed my classmate’s “5 people you meet in heaven” and I just fell in love with reading, so far, I can’t remember how many books I already bought but it’s so worth it. just like what they say books are the only gift that you can open over and over again." src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj66iqkiR41qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;2) A lot of you might think that I’m just joking, am I right? but&amp;nbsp;seriously&amp;nbsp;I love reading good books if I have extra time this is my my favorite hobby, at first I’m not really a big fan, then I started reading Bob Ong books which is really good, so I borrowed my classmate’s “5 people you meet in heaven” and I just fell in love with reading, so far, I can’t remember how many books I already bought but it’s so worth it. just like what they say books are the only gift that you can open over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;img alt="3) I love writing! since I was a kiddo I’m not J.K Rowling but I love writing what I feel about something I don’t know how many notebooks, slambooks, planner etc I already owned fof the past 15 years of my life but what I know is this is probably one of my passion(yun naman eh!)" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj66slIqiQ1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="My dream wall:)" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj673g9hXB1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My "Dream Wall"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;3) I love writing! since I was a kiddo I’m not J.K Rowling but I love writing what I feel about something, I don’t know how many notebooks, slambooks, planner etc I already owned for the past 15 years of my life but what I know is this is probably one of my passion(yun naman eh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="My favorite notebook so far I personally design it." src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj670s7qf41qhmss2o1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The notebook I personally design, and my favorite so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="4) I’m a big music lover! like seriously I can live in this world without internet, books, and T.V but there’s still music, okaay I’m just a little exaggerated but I’m in love with it I started my love for bands when I’m still in Grade 2, what I mean for “band” then was F4  haha yeah, remember those days? then in Grade 5 the band explosion I loveD Hale, Champ was my very first vocalist crush but when I’m in High School that’s the time I discover my real love in music which is Eraserheads, Nirvana, and The Beatles they’re just amazing  I’m proud to say that I completed all the E-heads albums even though I’m a 90s kid, I own Nirvana CDs and DVDs as well, sadly I don’t own any Beatles album because I’m not married to David Karp YET(if you don’t know him, Google is always there) HAHA It will cost me a lot of money. but hey one more thing! I grew up in the era of J.lo, Xtina, Backstreetboys and so on, therefore Briney is my ultimate pop star I totally admire her, and her music as well, she’s the total performer! move over Lady Gaga the real queen is back!" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj8ineU1YB1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;4) I’m a big music lover! like&amp;nbsp;seriously&amp;nbsp;I can live in this world without internet, books, and T.V but there’s still music, okaay I’m just a little&amp;nbsp;exaggerated&amp;nbsp;but I’m in love with it I started my love for bands when I’m still in Grade 2, what I mean for “band” way back then was F4 &amp;nbsp;haha yeah, remember those days? then in Grade 5 the band explosion of OPM band begun I loveD Hale, Champ was my very first vocalist crush but when I’m in High School that’s the time I discover my real love in music which is Eraserheads, Nirvana, and The Beatles they’re just amazing &amp;nbsp;I’m proud to say that I&amp;nbsp;completed&amp;nbsp;all the E-heads albums even though I’m a 90s kid, I own Nirvana CDs and DVDs as well, sadly I don’t own any Beatles album because I’m not married to David Karp YET(if you don’t know him, Google is always there) HAHA It will cost me a lot of money. but hey one more thing! I grew up in the era of J.lo, Xtina, Backstreetboys and so on,you&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;the cheezy pop songs in the late 90s and early 2000s therefore Briney is my ultimate pop star I totally admire her, and her music as well, she’s the total performer! move over Lady Gaga the real queen is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-4842254340555738260?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/4842254340555738260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/4-facts-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/4842254340555738260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/4842254340555738260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/4-facts-about-me.html' title='4 FACTS ABOUT ME'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-4392970458175349371</id><published>2011-04-09T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T07:23:49.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Yori Dango stole my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/30b0l08.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the epic proposal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Just finished&amp;nbsp;watching&amp;nbsp;Hana Yori Dango last night, and men this show is the bomb! I really really really love Meteor Garden there’s no&amp;nbsp;doubt&amp;nbsp;about it. I&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;grew up&amp;nbsp;watching&amp;nbsp;that show I remember I even collected there pictures, posters, cards, stickers and many more, I watch the re-runs for 18938278278032910th times already I also bought 2 dvds the&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;version with subs and the tagalized version(which suck btw grrrrr), I slept light at night just to watch their concerts here in Manila, and other special show and up&amp;nbsp;until&amp;nbsp;now I can proudly said that I’m still a fan. So let’s go back to the real topic sorry about blabbing too much about Meteor Garden hahaha I just&amp;nbsp;reminisced, &amp;nbsp;the past, anyway the Japanese version is so good it’s probably the best version so far. I already watched the Taiwanese(Meteor Garden), Korean(Boys Over Flower), and even the anime one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asianpopcorn.com/Themes/Images_other/200910620159.png" style="cursor: move; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don’t know if I’m going to watch the Chinese version because I feel blah about it, I didn’t enjoy the Korean version it’s full of hype and the story became dragging at the end, there’s a lot of boring moments as well, back to the Japanese one this is the best so far, I already watched it before on T.V but I&amp;nbsp;didn’t&amp;nbsp;finish it&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;my love on MG that time is still like an iron, so I decided to give it a try today and it didn’t&amp;nbsp;disappoint&amp;nbsp;me. The casting, acting, location and the chemistry among the characters is superb. Jun Matsumuto is the perfect Tsukasa Domyouji even though he’s not that tall and a&amp;nbsp;little&amp;nbsp;bit&amp;nbsp;skinny&amp;nbsp;for the role(sorry Jerry but I still love you no matter what!)but his eyes is full of&amp;nbsp;emotion, he can act funny and like an idiot but still super cute, you can feel his pain his anger and happiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Inoue Mao is also good she’s the cutest thing on earth and she really brings out the Makino that evryone loves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It’s so cheezy but I cried a lot while watching this series. so I&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;it to all of you guys, you will not&amp;nbsp;disappoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.S There's a movie I love it but I don't think it's really&amp;nbsp;necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-4392970458175349371?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/4392970458175349371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/hana-yori-dango-stole-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/4392970458175349371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/4392970458175349371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/hana-yori-dango-stole-my-heart.html' title='Hana Yori Dango stole my heart'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/30b0l08_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-1165053153142660144</id><published>2011-04-09T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T06:08:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate na kami!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Our graduation happened last Saturday it’s a bittersweet ending of my High School life, who can forget my very first day at school? I’m late as usual I thought that I’m going to be an outsider for the rest of my High School life but then I found my friends who’s going to be with me in this roller coaster adventure, I’m going to miss our big laughs about something REALLY funny and something just stupid, I’m going to miss that talks we have about almost everything from global warming to the latest showbiz chismax, I’m going to miss goofing around, our non-sense jokes that made our days, weeks, and even months. Our late night texting and chatting, our silly comments towards a funny photo the after school gimik at the Korean resto(which I can say is, our  ”hideout”) or SM Manila, and of course that small fights we had. This may sound so corny buy I can’t imagine myself this coming school year without them, We understand each other the way no other human beings can, We hate the same kind of people, We laugh at the same jokes, we cry at the same books we read. I know this is not the end this is just the beginning of something new to all of us, just like what our Graduation song said(which BTW the most awesome graduation song evah) “Even though times change We know anyway We’ll see each other again someday IT’S A GOOD BUT IT’S JUST FOR A WHILE SO SAVOR EVERY MOMENT OF THIS” until we meet again. (my very first emo entry)." src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liwq0pTOUH1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The ang saya namin look with the Bausa Borthers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Our graduation happened last Saturday it’s a bittersweet ending of my High School life, who can forget my very first day at&amp;nbsp;school? I’m late as usual I&amp;nbsp;thought&amp;nbsp;that I’m going to be an outsider for the rest of my High School life but then I found my friends who’s going to be with me in this roller coaster adventure, I’m going to miss our big laughs about something REALLY funny and something just stupid, I’m going to miss that talks we have about almost everything from global warming to the latest showbiz chismax, I’m going to miss goofing around, our non-sense jokes that made our days, weeks, and even months. Our late night texting and chatting, our silly comments towards a funny photo the after school gimik at the Korean resto(which I can say is, our &amp;nbsp;”hideout”) or SM Manila, and of course that small fights we had. This may sound so corny buy I can’t imagine myself this coming school year without them, We understand each other the way no other human beings can, We hate the same kind of people, We laugh at the same jokes, we cry at the same books we read. I know this is not the end this is just the beginning of something new to all of us, just like what our Graduation song said(which BTW the most awesome graduation song evah) “Even though times change We know anyway We’ll see each other again someday IT’S A GOOD BUT IT’S JUST FOR A WHILE SO SAVOR EVERY MOMENT OF THIS” until we meet again. (my very first emo entry).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Me with my motherpackers:P \m/" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liwq38o8fG1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;With my motherpackers\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-1165053153142660144?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/1165053153142660144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/graduate-na-kami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/1165053153142660144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/1165053153142660144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/graduate-na-kami.html' title='Graduate na kami!'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107679170416450434.post-1465571753999246234</id><published>2011-04-09T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T07:19:11.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pre-college life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="As we all know our High School life is about to end, after 4 long years of being together we will now go to the next chapter of our life. Some may say that High School life is probably the worst part of their life but, but for me this is the happiest time of my life I will never be this young and carefree again. I will never lie again to  my parents that I will go to my friends’ house and stay at their home but the truth is I’m going to a mall. I will never laugh the same way again because after 10 years I will not find anything and everything as “funny” I will not cram again the way I cram 10 or 15 minutes before the exam. I will never cheat “like a boss” again, there will be no free time that makes the whole class happy:) no more math teacher that will give you that “mini-heat attack” as soon as she entered the classroom but the best part is, that true friends stay (and the bitches who annoyed you every single day will, well, will get out of your life) and they are the people who will talk to you about these moments when you grow “a little older” not totally old because as they day we’re forever young." src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhwm82AUvk1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During Popi's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Me with my friends goofing around." src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhwn3qCDwP1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another day another silly moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Here’s another one." src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhwniazVCS1qhmss2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #171717;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As we all know our High School life is about to end, after 4 long years of being together we will now go to the next chapter of our life. Some may say that High School life is probably the worst part of their life, but for me this is the happiest time of my life I will never be this young and carefree again. I will never lie again to&amp;nbsp; my parents that I will go to my friends’ house and stay at their home but the truth is I’m going to a mall. I will never laugh the same way again because after 10 years I will not find anything and everything as “funny” I will not cram again the way I cram 10 or 15 minutes before the exam. I will never cheat “like a boss” again, there will be no free time that makes the whole class happy:) no more math teacher that will give you that “mini-heat attack” as soon as she entered the classroom, but the best part is, that true friends stay (and the bitches who annoyed you every single day will, well, will get out of your life) and they are the people who will talk to you about these moments when you grow “a little older” not totally old because as they say we’re forever young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9107679170416450434-1465571753999246234?l=annesantoshere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/feeds/1465571753999246234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-pre-college-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/1465571753999246234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9107679170416450434/posts/default/1465571753999246234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annesantoshere.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-pre-college-life.html' title='My pre-college life.'/><author><name>AKO SI ANNE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13922062572746479450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj9kWWM2INk/TaA_eb2ffuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/st9vBuNMsOc/s220/102_0388.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
