<?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-6147246662096110291</id><updated>2012-03-01T11:50:15.640+08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='firsts'/><category term='casa verde'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='debut'/><category term='dessert factory'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='2011'/><category term='home for the dying destitutes'/><category term='books'/><category term='maiko&apos;s 18th'/><category term='brother'/><category term='hong kong'/><category term='cwts'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='party'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='kim&apos;s 18th'/><category term='chemistry'/><category term='school'/><category term='egg drop project'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='sopa'/><category term='happy new year'/><category term='earthquake'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='Marc'/><category term='three randoms'/><category term='travel'/><category term='talamban leisure center'/><category term='leap day'/><category term='tsunami scare'/><category term='koreyum'/><category term='food'/><category term='kiddie party'/><category term='family'/><category term='disneyland'/><category term='candyland'/><category term='chinese new year&apos;s eve'/><category term='vintage theme'/><category term='febey&apos;s 18th'/><category term='false alarm'/><category term='midterms'/><category term='366'/><category term='immersion'/><category term='sinulog'/><category term='mountain view'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Riza Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-6699419138179296081</id><published>2012-03-01T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T11:50:15.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>March 1, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's March already?! You gotta slow down, 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-6699419138179296081?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6699419138179296081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/03/march-1-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6699419138179296081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6699419138179296081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/03/march-1-2012.html' title='March 1, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5705742139810326822</id><published>2012-02-29T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T11:35:59.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koreyum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leap day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><title type='text'>February 29, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's leap day! Many of us think it's very special and all but really, it's just an extra day to make this year even more awesome and&amp;nbsp;worth&amp;nbsp;living. We all know we can't encounter this day again for four more years so making the most out of it is the only option. February is the shortest month but the bitter chill made it feel like the longest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from today being a leap day, it's also been a week since Ash Wednesday. I feel so grateful that lately, i haven't screwed up any of my priorities and of course, my abstinence from chocolates, rice and softdrinks. I'd like to think forty days is just a short span of time. And besides, I haven't really given up something for Lent for the past few years. It's time for a change. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of February proved to be great and so I guess this sums up that the last month has been pretty good to me as well. It was a busy Wednesday but there was more than enough time to hunker down and just enjoy things happening at the moment. Despite the forever stressful MWF schedule, I braved the scorching heat and the bustling city to grab lunch with my forever fabulous friend,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://hooplamoopla.tumblr.com/"&gt;Eubenar&lt;/a&gt;. We had lunch at Koreyum, it's this Korean restaurant totally far from perfection but close enough to decency. It was lovely to chika with this bitch again. That was just what I needed: to catch up with our own fast-paced lives and also, to keep my sanity in check! And there can't be too many adventure in one day. We went to one happy place today and boom... I never left empty handed. I bought this leather dress with lacy long sleeves. Ahhh it was such a great find. I couldn't get my hands off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That maybe the only highlight for today. For this day, I would happily save you from all the dull and dreary stories about how I got through school stuff. Now, isn't that something to be totally happy about? I'm not telling you to smile, just don't be down. (Like this abandoned blog of mine! I swear I've got all these words, I just couldn't find the time to write.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5705742139810326822?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5705742139810326822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-29-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5705742139810326822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5705742139810326822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-29-2012.html' title='February 29, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5345740603089429450</id><published>2012-02-29T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T11:50:09.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 28, 2012</title><content type='html'>Insignificant days like these tempt to write everything using bullet point. So here it goes, today in bullets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;PE which only lasted for about ten minutes (Such a waste of time, I tell you.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;found out that our group's dancing Samba for PE practical exams (Gahh, what a joy to dance something I never even danced before!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went home to get a much needed proper breakfast&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grocery shopping with the sissies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hurried to get in time for the class meeting regarding our PE uniforms which haven't arrived yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finally got something of what I paid for (At least, I have my jogging pants already after one a half semester of putting my self into dilemma on what to wear for PE class.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SoAn class: the debate continues and our group won!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Philo quiz which I found to be pretty answerable and easy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bumped into a friend while on the way home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and oh, the many hideous things I'll just be keeping to myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a nice Tuesday, at least that's what I think it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5345740603089429450?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5345740603089429450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-28-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5345740603089429450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5345740603089429450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-28-2012.html' title='February 28, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2133099058938076633</id><published>2012-02-27T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T21:03:49.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 27, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2133099058938076633?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2133099058938076633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-27-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2133099058938076633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2133099058938076633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-27-2012.html' title='February 27, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2721677285063493424</id><published>2012-02-26T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T23:01:14.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 26, 2012</title><content type='html'>All I know is that i have some catching up to do with this blog. Back to reality tomorrow. Until then, long weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2721677285063493424?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2721677285063493424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-26-2012_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2721677285063493424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2721677285063493424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-26-2012_26.html' title='February 26, 2012'/><author><name>Riza 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term='366'/><title type='text'>February 24, 2012</title><content type='html'>Thank God it's Friday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-7985424823459683845?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7985424823459683845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-24-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/7985424823459683845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/7985424823459683845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-24-2012.html' title='February 24, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2069774090711959833</id><published>2012-02-23T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T19:06:43.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 23, 2012</title><content type='html'>Thursday's my favorite day of the week now. :) If it isn't still obvious, it's the one day I don't get to anxiously think about studying for a quiz, passing a homework and school in general. An instant plus for today because I only have one class and that is Philo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philo went well, disregarding the thinking that I wasted uniform and time just to go to school for only one class. The discussion went by really fast and as always, we were dismissed minutes before the actual dismissal time. And oh, the Velezian Democratic Party campaigned at that time too. Their platforms were so convincing and I could really see them as our school leaders too. I'm thinking of voting straight for them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;And before I end this post, I would just like to express how happy I am today for a lot of reasonsss -- one would be the fact that we don't have classes for tomorrow. :) I was lost in thought for one moment awhile ago. Unknown reason will remain unknown. I guess it's human nature to expect so why try so hard not to make yourself expect. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2069774090711959833?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2069774090711959833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-23-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2069774090711959833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2069774090711959833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-23-2012.html' title='February 23, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2782643514752818883</id><published>2012-02-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T18:25:51.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 22, 2012</title><content type='html'>Stressful Wednesday is here again. On top of the list was the Chemistry test. The quiz (which seemed to be scary) turned out to be a time for sharing one's answers. We were absolutely happy. Thank God for one kind Mr. Guino for not giving us a bad start for this day. Our next class was Physics. The discussion continued as I also continued mourning for my lost notebook. I couldn't anymore prove how forgetful I can be. I lose things too much, to think all my notes for this semester were there. All. my. notes. Now I'll just have to think of another way to study effectively for the upcoming finals. Okay, on to the next class, English. The quiz was canceled again, for the nth time already!!! So amazing. Anyway, we still had the reporting and it took up the whole English time. In fact, it wasn't over yet which only means we're continuing on Monday which also means that there might be a chance our quiz will be postponed again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the four-hour break trying to convince ourselves that everything about Chem lab will be okay. There were too many failed attempts to talk to Mrs. Pedroza until one of us finally mustered the courage to. And yes!!! For three of us, we continued our unknown analysis at the lab. I am more than happy. It was the one thing I worried so much about for the past days. And also, it was the one I've been stressing on last Tuesday. I finally finished it and I was confident enough to pass my analysis sheet. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here happily blogging about it right now. I realized it was what I've been waiting for today. Finally, I've been longing for this feeling of relief. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking (in general) could be so magical in a way. It's plainly incredible how you could change the way your day could turn out just by talking and of course, looking into the bright side that you would get such affirming response. It's a happy day today. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2782643514752818883?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2782643514752818883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-22-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2782643514752818883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2782643514752818883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-22-2012.html' title='February 22, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4600497059187527038</id><published>2012-02-21T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T17:57:24.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 21, 2012</title><content type='html'>Today is better than yesterday. And for me, that's more than enough. I wasn't obligated to wake up real early since it's a Tuesday! We only have PE, SoAn and Philo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started well. I wasn't as late as I was (in the previous meetings) for PE, but still late though. We had to perform another dance. Then, after PE, we accompanied Arvin to the bookstore because he wanted to buy a sketch pad and because he promised to draw each one of us. Then, we had lunch at Jerry's! Omg I miss this place so much. I remember being always late for Math class during the first semester since we just couldn't not have lunch. I swear there's something about their chicken that makes it so appetizing. And it's super affordable too. Whenever I'm here, I just couldn't not bring myself to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we were (literally) at crossroads, whether to go to Febey's place or to stay in school. We decided to stay at school for prevailing reasons -- one of which that concerned us was the time. It was an hour to go before SoAn class (and oh, we haven't changed into uniforms yet), so might as well just chill at the student's area. And so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For SoAn, we had this debate on private schools versus public schools. Although it was informal, it was really fun listening to everyone's views, the interpolation and everything in between (all those cheering and stuff). And another surprise was Mrs. Burdette telling us that we won't have a meeting on Thursday. Such a joy to think about not having classes for Thursday but then there's Philo... oh shoot. We begged Sir to the best of our abilities but it never worked. Instead, being the Philo teacher that he was, he gave us a talk on how important studying is in our course. Oh well. Guess I have to waste my uniform for one class on Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-4600497059187527038?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4600497059187527038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-21-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4600497059187527038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4600497059187527038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-21-2012.html' title='February 21, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4054839068812229148</id><published>2012-02-21T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T16:31:59.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='three randoms'/><title type='text'>February 20, 2012</title><content type='html'>Keep calm and carry on. This is probably the best advice I've taken heed of. I can't believe life can do such terrible things to me. Today totally sucks. I've lost count of the bad stuff, quite similar in a way that I couldn't put into words what happened today. On the brink of giving up? Been there, felt that way already. Clue: It has something to do with my hatest subject on Earth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe I'm just having an allergic reaction to the universe. But I know it's not a valid excuse to bail out on this blog. So instead of ranting endlessly and feeling all the negativity, I'll just share to you another 3 randoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a neat freak, but not to the point of extreme perfection when it comes to cleanliness. Sometimes, you just need to accept things and the way they can be not always what you want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I super love lasagna!! An even after all those different lasagnas I've tasted, the one from Greenwich will always be my first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm crazy about Zac Efron! Enough said. (Just take a look at my Tumblr. It's a haven of Zefron pictures and GIFs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-4054839068812229148?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4054839068812229148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-20-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4054839068812229148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4054839068812229148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-20-2012.html' title='February 20, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-149472993189230661</id><published>2012-02-20T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T01:42:53.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 19, 2012</title><content type='html'>Lazy Sunday. Apart from being lazy, I only did one thing today: be lazier than lazy. I just couldn't get enough of my lazy day yesterday that I actually took it to heart brought it with me for today's itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of lazy, I'm really hanging by the thread of enthusiasm right now, close to falling into the pits of eternal inactivity. I'm talking about none other than this blog. I'm sure you've all noticed and it's really pretty obvious how I haven't been up-to-date anymore. I've been putting off daily blogging for some time now and I realized that this will eventually lead to the death of this so called 'diary'. I hope not. I still want to write about my own thoughts and let my words speak for my mind unfailingly. Or if it will, pray for its soul please. Maybe blogging's just one of those many things -- those things that I want to be good at but can never be. Oh well, I'm sorry I'm still figuring out what I'm made for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I'm just overreacting about my laziness. Blame it to my stream of consciousness. There will never be a space for negativity in my life, I promise. Spreading positivity, love and happiness like it's a virus: that's what I'm made for, that's what we're all made to do! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-149472993189230661?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/149472993189230661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-19-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/149472993189230661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/149472993189230661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-19-2012.html' title='February 19, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8437469710276909694</id><published>2012-02-20T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T01:23:44.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 18, 2012</title><content type='html'>First thought in the morning: I don't wanna get up yet. There are so many things going on in my life right now that I forgot how sleeping in felt like. My waking hours are far more greater than my sleeping hours. It's so sad how I can't find the time to sleep anymore and at those times I do, I just don't want to anymore. It's this thinking that I'm somehow missing a part of life -- those things that happen in the blink of an eye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I had to leave my bed for yet another CWTS class on a fine Saturday. Gahhh I will never get the importance of this subject. It's just another minor trying to feel major. I was awfully late and Sir Larry made me do a drama so I get my grade and join the group activity. Thankfully, the situation he gave me was not really hard and the boys who helped completing the act were so cooperative. Such life savers. Acting in front of everyone has never been my cup of tea. After a couple of minutes, we got dismissed! Hay nakooo such a waste of time and effort to just get to today's class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my happy ending too soon... reunited with my bed again, had a 'me' time and watched movies. It was so pleasing that I was able to make up for those days when I'm not at home. Home is really where the hearts is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-8437469710276909694?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8437469710276909694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-18-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8437469710276909694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8437469710276909694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-18-2012.html' title='February 18, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-6577739456749895418</id><published>2012-02-20T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T01:03:03.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 17, 2012</title><content type='html'>Gotta get down on Friday! Hahaaaa today is an exception to all those stressful Fridays that I've been through. Our teachers decided not to show up all of a sudden. It makes me really irritated thinking that I woke up early for nothing but at the same time, it makes me happy that I don't get to think about lessons and how I have to take them seriously. In actual fact, we only had one class in the morning. It was Physics Lec, the class where we all seem to be focused all the time. I don't even know why but maybe it's because of our teacher who always comes prepared for every session we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our four-hour break, we went gift-shopping for Maiko who's having her debut party later. It took a long time for us to finally decide what to buy for her. In the end, we all came bearing gifts! Then, we went back to school in time for Chem Lab. And after all those endless attempts to perfect the art of titration, I finally got a precision below 2.5 for standardization. Ahhh so happy, I can now move on to the next one which sounds rather scary. Unknown analysis, we meet again. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn, last class for the day, Physics Lab!!! It wasn't much of a big deal yet since we were just having an orientation about our last few experiments. I so can't wait to get these over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn, the rush to go home and get changed suddenly dawned upon me. It was 7:00 already and I was stuck in traffic. I can't believe how time flies really fast when you don't want it to. Oh well, it isn't a party without latecomers... I think. One thing's for sure, Maiko's party was a blast! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-6577739456749895418?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6577739456749895418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-17-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6577739456749895418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6577739456749895418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-17-2012.html' title='February 17, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8763791327167713740</id><published>2012-02-20T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T00:35:36.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 16, 2012</title><content type='html'>There's nothing else I can say. Today was chill day. After all, it's a Thursday!!! But I still have a love-hate relationship with Thursdays though. Yes, our classes start really late in the afternoon (yay for sleeping longer!) but we have the two most (sometimes) boring subjects (SoAn and Philo) ever where all you do is sit and listen. I'm not made for long talks. I have the shortest attention span ever. So yeah, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet up with Arvin at 12 because he needed help with his library research paper. Buuuuut, my lazy self got into me. I ended up waking up late and catching up on tv shows I've missed the past few days. I can be a not-so-good friend sometimes. 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I wasn't able to wake up at my usual waking up time due to the studying sesh I had for Chem last night. It's times like these I realize that my ninja skills are so useful. I managed to leave the house at 6:45 and voilaaaa, I was still late for our Chem long exam. Gahhh as much as I hate being late, I just can't seem to do anything about this bad habit of mine. But on the brighter side, it wasn't only me though, there were others! So, I guess it's acceptable... hahah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, change topic! Today, we went to our school library to do research for our LRPs. Who would have thought the library could be so interesting? Hahaaaa k, I'm being sarcastic. But not gonna lie, I was actually amazed at the card catalog! It was my first time to use it and it was success... kind of. There seem to be a shortage of fashion-related books in the library. Fortunately and unfortunately at the same time, I got Fashion as a topic for my library research paper, the word 'library' being a specifier. I really had a hard time but nevertheless, so happy to have found these books... the very least I could do to prove that my topic's fit for a paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aojMXmHdqyA/TzvY0B8VcMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tb6_lcMQRGI/s1600/Photo0268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aojMXmHdqyA/TzvY0B8VcMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tb6_lcMQRGI/s640/Photo0268.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to Chem Lab! I got so stressed out today. I accidentally broke one of my test tubes and I don't exactly know how this small piece of glass got to my thumb and then... there was blood. That's it, not gonna elaborate already. It was good how we didn't meet for Physics Lab today. I haven't been going home early ever since I can remember. How I wish stress never existed... in that way, maybe I'll never have to hate MWFs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2184388099374731731?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2184388099374731731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-15-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2184388099374731731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2184388099374731731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-15-2012.html' title='February 15, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aojMXmHdqyA/TzvY0B8VcMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tb6_lcMQRGI/s72-c/Photo0268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4480912584877385294</id><published>2012-02-14T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:55:43.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 14, 2012</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day! Today was totally epic. It involved a lot of surprises and of course, uber conniving people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many happy events today, throwing eggs at our February friends, Maiko and Febey! Today's actually Maiko's birthday and we all had this amazing plans (which were changing every minute) for her. The first act was succesfully accomplished after having lunch at Mang Inasal (for unli rice hahah). It included a lot of running at One Mango and just like that, Maiko was ready to be fried just like a good scrambled egg. The second time, it happened at the school entrance during dismissal. It actually came as a real shocker to Febey (who had her birthday last Sunday) because she never thought she'd also be all yummy and eggy. In fact, she was the one who bought those eggs. I guess one's never too old for surprises. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were roses and bouquets all over the school today. It's amazing how everyone looks so much happier on this 'what seemed to be special' day. Oh the things love could do to people. Speaking of Valentines-related stuff, I got two roses! They're from two of the best guys I've known in college, Dwight and Phill! Omg the rose Phill gave me was really huge and it was also so nice of Dwight to give all the girls roses and a handwritten note attached to it. Ahh it's always so cute how guys exert extra effort to make girls feel special. Others may just see it as an ordinary Tuesday but it won't hurt to face the reality that it was really Valentines Day. And even though you're not into all things Valentinesy, at the end of the day, there's always this pleasant feeling that you've accepted things for what it is. Valentines shouldn't be a day to think of the&amp;nbsp;negative&amp;nbsp;stuff and the chances of being forever alone. 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Period. It was a major relief to have surpassed the Qualitative one but then, there's still another! I guess it's not over until I'll finally be a doctor already... hahah looking forward to my future. :) Okay, going back to the present. I hate how Quantitative Chem is making me nervous all the time. Thinking of the burets&amp;nbsp;(which costs about Php2500 each)&amp;nbsp;alone, it makes me not want to use it anymore. And another thing, the comparison tests and the precision calculations. Omg too much pressure over here. I sometimes forget I actually wanted this. Just one careless move and everything you've worked for is all going to &amp;nbsp;come crashing down. But what I actually like is the fact that it gives me the chance to do something right at the first attempt. I for one don't wanna fall into the depths of despair and disappointment. It's really a challenge, a challenge to make the even most boring thing into something thrilling and exciting. I'm gonna own you, Chemistry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqjjZXAPe8A/TzvdJNOZVkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5tqminlJ9qc/s1600/Photo0271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqjjZXAPe8A/TzvdJNOZVkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5tqminlJ9qc/s640/Photo0271.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-1273873007383247822?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1273873007383247822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-13-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1273873007383247822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1273873007383247822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-13-2012.html' title='February 13, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqjjZXAPe8A/TzvdJNOZVkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5tqminlJ9qc/s72-c/Photo0271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4787961695862014294</id><published>2012-02-13T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:56:04.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 12, 2012</title><content type='html'>This day actually started while we were going back down from the top of Cebu! I'm actually talking about Mountain View, it was where Febey's 18th was held. I got home at around 2 already. It's such a nice feeling to be reunited with your bed after a fun fun fun night. Sadly, my beauty sleep had to be over so soon. I had to wake up at 7 for this Family Day at my sisters' school. Other than that, we also had to drop by my brother's soccer game to give him his forgotten uniform. Other than too, we went to this Family Day (also) at my cousins' school. Ahh it feels so good to have a big family. Aside from having so much food, there's also so much loooove! Eventually, the day had to end. We went home late afternoon. And there I was again... mating with my bed which led to a heavy sleep, one that lasted for hours until my stomach alarmingly made me realize that I was super hungry already. I guess that was all for this day. I'm leaving you with a picture of me and a mini me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj9d3Qa_--M/TzvmlK-OPFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wvSMhUBlfWo/s1600/Photo0216-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj9d3Qa_--M/TzvmlK-OPFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wvSMhUBlfWo/s640/Photo0216-tile.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-4787961695862014294?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4787961695862014294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-12-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4787961695862014294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4787961695862014294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-12-2012.html' title='February 12, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj9d3Qa_--M/TzvmlK-OPFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wvSMhUBlfWo/s72-c/Photo0216-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-9165571817045843643</id><published>2012-02-11T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T13:15:45.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 11, 2012</title><content type='html'>I hate the rain. I hate the rain. I hate the rain. I hate the rain. I hate the rain. I hate the rain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was that enough even enough? Hahah okay. The gloomy weather won't stop me from having a great day today. Judging from the plans I have, I think today will be totally exciting, well at least that's what I think so. i badly need a happy day! And I'm gonna make it happen. I really hope the rain stops though. It better not ruin anything about today. Fingers crossed for the sun to show up!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I'm just waiting for my nails to dry. And I just can't stand doing nothing while waiting so... why not write for today's blog post? Anyway, I'm really excited for tonight's Candy Land party. :) But before that, I still have to buy a gift, look for shoes and watch this play at USC South Campus. In fact, I just realized that it's already 1! I have to leave in an hour so I think I really need to hurry now or else... I'd be left behind and get lost on my way to USC South Campus. Ugh, I could still hear the sound of the rain and it's annoying me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baboosh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-9165571817045843643?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9165571817045843643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-11-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/9165571817045843643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/9165571817045843643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-11-2012.html' title='February 11, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8339853491212717425</id><published>2012-02-11T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:56:14.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 10, 2012</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate it when the perfect weekend you've expected is not gonna be as perfect anymore? You know what they say, happiness is short-lived. So I'm just gonna skip the talk. There's no point in dwelling on the bad stuff when you have all the good in the world around you. Just keep on smiling and make them wonder why. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, pardon me for the late blog post. Not even this blog can get in the way of sleeping real early when I'm feeling pretty damn low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-8339853491212717425?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8339853491212717425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-10-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8339853491212717425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8339853491212717425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-10-2012.html' title='February 10, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8639153925589960559</id><published>2012-02-09T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:56:23.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 9, 2012</title><content type='html'>Oh god. Today was just so disappointing. I just noticed how I have a lot of flat 2.0s for midterm grades. I seriously don't get it. Ughhh I blame gravity for pulling me down. Hah k, that actually didn't make any sense. But really, I'm super disappointed with myself right now. It's disturbing me, this being grade-conscious and all. I know my grades won't pretty much get me really really far in life and I'm yet on my way to discovering what will. Buuuut... I still feel so sad when I get grades I consider low. It's just that it annoys me how I'm not able to get what I want when I did everything I can (I think) to get it. Gosh, must stop blabbering about grades right now before I get reminded of the uncertainty I had while taking my Philo test today. Where are those positive vibes lurking right when I needed them... /sigh why must life be such a rollercoaster ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm kinda glad we don't have anything to do at all -- more time to wallow in self-pity(?) I guess. It sucks how I can't be happy everyday. This shall be a chill night and I shall sleep this off. And hopefully in this way, all this disappointment will be gone in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-8639153925589960559?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8639153925589960559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-9-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8639153925589960559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8639153925589960559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-9-2012.html' title='February 9, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-797770597747520287</id><published>2012-02-08T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T20:45:02.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 8, 2012</title><content type='html'>I love days like these -- which plainly explains the reason why I love anything totally unexpected. A lot of good things actually happened today; it's really the little ones that matter the most. So, here it goes, Wednesday in bullets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;arriving early for Chem class (there used to be a one in a million chance of this happening)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing our hearts out for the reason that we caught 'admirer' staring&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;receiving our exam papers and finding out I got a perfect 100 for Chem Lab midterms :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the lab person who I used to really hate wasn't &lt;i&gt;masungit &lt;/i&gt;to me for the first time ever (we had this little conversation about her knowing the Armamentos from Sogod)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and this one thing that shouldn't be mentioned! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihih I hate to leave you hanging but let's keep it that way. This blog is way too public. Hahaaaa I can't wait for everything. I really don't know what exactly it is that I'm excited about but I'm super thrilled. Oh the things extreme happiness could do to me... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new everyday reminder: Happiness is every little thing around you. Love and appreciate. It's God-given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-797770597747520287?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/797770597747520287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-8-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/797770597747520287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/797770597747520287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-8-2012.html' title='February 8, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2735358275897723606</id><published>2012-02-07T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:30:54.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 7, 2012</title><content type='html'>I don't want to have to face panic and palpitations again today. And I really don't have to!!! I am soooo happy to know I don't have to go to school anymore. My phone was really busy this morning, with the sudden influx of messages with which we decided our fate for this day. Both the class and our teachers for today agreed about it. It's a plus that we only have three subjects today -- PE, Philo, SoAn -- the subjects that won't really affect as to how &amp;nbsp;great of a doctor one could become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really enjoying my time at home right now, figuring out which relaxing things to do after that stressful day I had to go through yesterday. Watch a movie, check! Gossip Girl, check! Pretty Little Liars, check! Reunite with Photoshop, check! Have enough sleep, check! A delicious meal, check! And the list just goes on and on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed this day to be happy. And it's really turning out to be! Home is really where my heart is. So now, please excuse me. I still have a relaxing day to attend to and oh, this really important meeting (mating) with my bed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2735358275897723606?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2735358275897723606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-7-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2735358275897723606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2735358275897723606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-7-2012.html' title='February 7, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8781736080491502570</id><published>2012-02-06T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:31:50.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='false alarm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tsunami scare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquake'/><title type='text'>February 6, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's this rule of life that when you feel like it's gonna be good day, it will turn out really really bad. Today was totally one of the most unexpected and traumatic days of my life ever. I couldn't say it was a&amp;nbsp;series&amp;nbsp;of unfortunate events because I was obviously having a pleasant weekday morning, which I found pretty unusual. I had more than enough hours of sleep. I finished my breakfast. And I was cheerfully singing One Direction songs. And also, it was the first time I didn't doze off on my way to school. So I actually thought it was gonna be a perfect day until it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to watch Showtime on its new time slot, we decided to have lunch at the canteen. We were in the middle of a happy girly discussion when our table just started to shake all of a sudden. I actually thought it was nothing until I saw everyone else's tables shaking. Realizing that we were at the bottomest floor of the building, I grew nervous and my hands were literally colder than they have ever been. And after that gap between thinking and feeling, we directly ran out. Thankfully, it didn't really last long but of course, stronger than all those earthquakes I've experienced. It was really good to see everyone safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes were suspended for the rest of the day. It was such a joy knowing that the school's actually thinking of our safety. I was on my usual way home when I decided to stop over Ayala for a while to buy clothes for this weekend's event. It wasn't surprising to see just a few people in the mall, considering the earthquake that just happened. With the fear of the aftershocks, I managed to do it in the shortest time possible. Then, I made my way to where I usually get a ride home. All of a sudden, this false alarm of a tsunami that this guy in a motorcycle told us. Shocking news you got there! Omg I never realized how deep my heart could sink until today. I couldn't move when that guy told us to hurry and get to a tall building. I completely don't have anyone with me and everyone just started running. So why not follow the fad? I never knew I would experience a 'run for your life' moment this soon. In the midst of panic, I met Cristal! I felt a little bit of relief when I saw her with the same uniform as I'm wearing. She's actually a sophomore from Velez and she didn't have someone with her too. We were both too nervous and we held on as if we didn't know each other just a second ago. Along with other people, we were about to go up to the roof deck of the Pag-ibig building but the kind admin person told us it was just false alarm. Eventually, panic subsided and just like that, we were back to the life before that horrible false alarm but still with a tint of fear on our faces. And then... another instant friend, Bea! She was Cristal's friend and she offered us to stay at her dad's office while we wait for the traffic to ease. It was really great of them to accompany me and not make me out of place. The Riza that I am, I was really shy talking to them because I am honestly shy around people &lt;b&gt;at first&lt;/b&gt; hahahah. Eventually, after the much needed relieving conversation, they wanted to eat out and I decided to go home. I was really dying to go home since awhile ago, if only it weren't for the commotion that the false alarm has caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really scary. Strange weather, panic-stricken people, the earthquake and that horrible false alarm. Everything just gave me the 'end of the world' feel. Until today, I never realized the enormous effect and growing influence media has on me. During that 'run for your life' moment, I hate to admit it but I actually imagined myself as part of that 2012 movie. Silly me, I know. My creative imagination could really get me too far to the point of thinking that this year would actually be the end of the world. Hahahah I shouldn't have watched that NatGeo documentary about it. But still, we could never really blame it all on media alone. There's just too much about life that we sometimes forget what we really believe in and fail to notice the things that are truly important. We are in no position to control everything that takes place on Earth so it's always better to be safe (stock up on canned goods already!) than sorry. Hah I'm just kidding. What I've been meaning to say is that we should never let this&amp;nbsp;unpredictable&amp;nbsp;happenings (the aftershocks included) stop us from living our lives to the fullest extent of making ourselves the happiest we can be. It may leave us really paranoid, horrified and traumatized but it should never be a reason to just give in to negativity. It's more of a high time to spread those positive vibes, those that made us believe and promise to ourselves that tomorrow is another day to have good day, even the best day you could ever have. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-8781736080491502570?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8781736080491502570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-6-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8781736080491502570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8781736080491502570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-6-2012.html' title='February 6, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5053251084114521979</id><published>2012-02-05T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:57:49.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>February 5, 2012</title><content type='html'>I don't exactly know what to write about this day already. It's been two days since I haven't really updated my blog. What can I say, life got ahead of me... and I'm meaning to catch up. The one thing that made this day really remarkable was that I finally cooked something on my own! It's this penne pasta pictured below. I feel so happy, hearing my siblings telling me it was really yummy. And oh, Mommy just arrived from Camotes but she was still able to taste it. Heehee I'm so proud of myself! I hope to cook more in the coming days. This could be the start of something new. I just had to watch Julie and Julia to keep me inspired, and now I am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur0vucZuvMg/Ty5zBpAf9kI/AAAAAAAAANo/SIY6mOtXZuk/s1600/s04t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur0vucZuvMg/Ty5zBpAf9kI/AAAAAAAAANo/SIY6mOtXZuk/s640/s04t.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5053251084114521979?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5053251084114521979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-5-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5053251084114521979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5053251084114521979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-5-2012.html' title='February 5, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur0vucZuvMg/Ty5zBpAf9kI/AAAAAAAAANo/SIY6mOtXZuk/s72-c/s04t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-531779468332097465</id><published>2012-02-04T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:58:03.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>February 4, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lazy lazy lazy day. I've been bumming around all day. It turns out we don't have CWTS class. Earlier this morning, I half woke up to this text about the healing mass we have to attend but moments later, I got another text that says that we didn't have to already. So, I ended up staying at home for the whole time today. Uhh not really, I kind of went out to buy face masks and a new lip balm. I got home in time for lunch and since then, I've been eating like a beast. Gahhh I hate what boredom, laziness and idleness all in one does to me.&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxCGdLTO5OI/Ty0QIe6kKbI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ou5W677_dzU/s1600/Photo0296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxCGdLTO5OI/Ty0QIe6kKbI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ou5W677_dzU/s640/Photo0296.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fried potato slices and meat loaf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm really bored. I can't believe I actually got through this day without doing anything... except for resting and relaxing. Right now, I'm on Polyvore playing around and looking for something to pair with an electric blue bandage skirt to make it more Candyland. I've been facing the computer screen for hours now. I must really get off soon and do stuff for school. Too much of everything is bad. Time to get real and be productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-531779468332097465?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/531779468332097465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-4-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/531779468332097465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/531779468332097465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-4-2012.html' title='February 4, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxCGdLTO5OI/Ty0QIe6kKbI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ou5W677_dzU/s72-c/Photo0296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3615636944789892159</id><published>2012-02-03T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:58:14.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 3, 2012</title><content type='html'>Thank God it's Friday!!! It's unusual how today's not so stressful considering the fact that it completes the F in the dreaded MWF schedule. Okay so anyway, I'm really happy today! Well, I'm really happy everyday. So okay, I really don't have anything to say. Typing a lot of words to make this blog post long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really sad how I can't seem to follow my train of thought. A frustrated blogger is what I'll always be. Anyhow, let me just talk about my day. I was late for Chemistry class again -- as usual. It's not that surprising anymore, good thing we only had a discussion. Then for Filipino, we had this seatwork on Alibata. Next up is Physics lec, our topic was on circular motion. And the last subject before our four-hour break, English, where we only rewrote our letters. Four-hour break was a break well spent. We went to Robinsons to buy padlocks for Chem lab. Then, off to the pharmacy we go! I finally bought stuff to replace the beaker and vials I broke days ago. La la la time went by fast. We only checked in our new apparatus for Chem lab and then the last subject, Physics lab! We had orientation on our new experiments. Sooooo, that's basically it. That was how my day went. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, after a month and three days, I'm finally living up to my resolution: save up! My goal's to save 1000 per week and I actually accomplished it. Heee that's why I'm so happy. There's definitely no better feeling than knowing you've reached some of your goals. Also, Febey gave her birthday invites today. :) They were so cute and dandy as a candy! I am super excited for next Saturday. I still don't know what to wear though, but I tried to look around at the mall today. I kinda have some ideas already. Candyland, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRDG7lwtBPU/Tyvsva2iSBI/AAAAAAAAANI/_rCwrYG7LG8/s1600/Photo0291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRDG7lwtBPU/Tyvsva2iSBI/AAAAAAAAANI/_rCwrYG7LG8/s640/Photo0291.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3615636944789892159?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3615636944789892159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-3-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3615636944789892159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3615636944789892159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-3-2012.html' title='February 3, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRDG7lwtBPU/Tyvsva2iSBI/AAAAAAAAANI/_rCwrYG7LG8/s72-c/Photo0291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-1161283399192499474</id><published>2012-02-02T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:58:29.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>February 2, 2012</title><content type='html'>Omg Gossip Girl was so.... idk. I don't know how to react. I'm speechless. Okay. I finally got the chance to watch all the tv shows I've downloaded. It always feels so good when you only have two classes and you don't have anything to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually really productive today. I woke up earlier than I usually do on days like these. I did 8 minutes over a hundred times, jogged around the house like crazy and did a million jumping jacks. I maybe exaggerating &amp;nbsp;but that's basically the idea. I EXERCISED. Lol I'm getting ready for summer, think bikini! Hahah jk. As you know, toned and tanned abs are to die for!!! Hihihih and I'm not just referring to how it makes girls look good and healthy :&amp;gt; you know you love them hot boys, don't you? Hahahah okay, I must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I munched for lunch... I was too lazy to cook actual food for myself (since I was alone) so I just had eggs and lettuce and salad dressing. What a combo! I must really learn how to cook properly already. I can't wait for that day where I can finally whip up just about anything I want to eat at the moment. That day might not be today, but it could be sooner... or later. For now, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRDzMvjkmDM/Tyvyw3EHJPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4LLAvfY79mM/s1600/Photo0288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRDzMvjkmDM/Tyvyw3EHJPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4LLAvfY79mM/s640/Photo0288.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot something! I'm just inserting this because it made today really interesting. As we all know, February is the month (I don't wanna call it love month for some reason) Valentine's Day happens. It was just so coincidental how the reporting for our SoAn class was all about love. I was pretty sure everybody was so attentive. Who wouldn't be? You know how love works. :) Hahah k, that's about it. Byers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-1161283399192499474?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1161283399192499474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-2-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1161283399192499474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1161283399192499474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-2-2012.html' title='February 2, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRDzMvjkmDM/Tyvyw3EHJPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4LLAvfY79mM/s72-c/Photo0288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4184121798389120288</id><published>2012-02-01T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T19:58:38.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>February 1, 2012</title><content type='html'>Oh hi, February!&amp;nbsp;Stressful day was stressful. Talk about the series of unfortunate events that happened to me today. I forgot my water bottle at home. The pharmacy ran out of droppers so we had to go far (under the scorching heat of the sun) to buy them. I wasn't able to finish my unknown analysis for Chem thinking that our teacher would give us time next meeting. I broke a 250 ml beaker and a vial. I used the wrong formula in our first Physics exam for finals. And lastly, my ever tired and aching feet. After all this, I still wouldn't have this day any other way. I believe everything happens for certain reasons. The least I could do is accept it, build a bridge and just really get over it. I hope February will have brighter days ahead. I am most willing to cooperate with what fate has in store for me this month. Fingers crossed for another great month! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-4184121798389120288?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4184121798389120288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-1-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4184121798389120288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4184121798389120288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-1-2012.html' title='February 1, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-9197714362249211289</id><published>2012-01-31T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T12:36:45.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 31, 2012</title><content type='html'>Just like that, January 2012 is now coming to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was no different from all the other days that passed. It was just another day at school. I could actually say I've learned a lot even though I only had two subjects today. I figured that learning is not just by the books but by how you actually make learning (itself) be a part of your life. I've always thought that these two TTh subjects of mine were the most boring. But I realized there's always something more to knowing what a society is or how philosophy works. It's always the little realistic discussions injected between lesson-related stuff that mean the most. And whenever the talk starts, I just find myself listening to it intently. I swear it never fails to grab me back to reality. In the end, I always wonder how it could transform my always short attention span into an infinite chain of realizations and sometimes even, overthinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a rambling speech at such a random time. Must sleep now. Early class tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-9197714362249211289?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9197714362249211289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-31-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/9197714362249211289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/9197714362249211289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-31-2012.html' title='January 31, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-651133875443548126</id><published>2012-01-30T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T18:44:15.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 30, 2012</title><content type='html'>They say that everything that happens in this world is just mere coincidence. There is absolutely no actual significance of something happening. But what if... it wasn't just a coincidence at all. It could be fate with its work boots on. Just saying, there are so many possibilities in all the corners of this world. Maybe, just maybe, it was one of those. :) K, enough with the chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear there's nothing more tiring than my MWF schedule! So stressful. And even when there's only little stuff we need to do, it nevertheless makes you more exhausted that you have so many classes to attend to. Oh well, this is the life! I must live it. Okaaay so, I actually had fun learning the Alibata today. Who knew our past could be so interesting? And oh, another 'highlight' of today was forgetting my locker key for our laboratory. I was super thankful to my friend's friend who saved my life today. I even left her this cute thank you note just on top of her lab gown! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually just came home from Lilo-an. We went there to look at this house that Lola told us about. It was really pretty (just for me though), maybe because it had pink-like interiors. And you know, I'm a sucker for all thinks pink and purdy! 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It's crazy how time flies so fast. Almost one month down for the year 2012. As of now, there's nothing I regret about the days that have been. There's always this gay fiction that I am constantly enjoying my life, and at the same time, a skeleton truth that I may not have enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, let me talk about today. Today... is my brother's last prom ever! Yeah, it's his last unless he's repeating high school (no way this is going to happen, no way I'm allowing it to happen either!) hahah I kid. I &amp;nbsp;can sense he's pretty excited about it, the same way I felt about my last prom. Just thinking about something related to high school makes me miss it so badly. :( Okay, back to my brother! I really hope he will have fun and knowing him, I know he surely will. Oh well, this is one event he should probably make the most out of before he ventures into the world of Architorture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ5dh6D6pt8/TyVTpeZsJwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/WupClDcWI_U/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ5dh6D6pt8/TyVTpeZsJwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/WupClDcWI_U/s400/075.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dO5aGS8sdLk/TyVUAvzq6SI/AAAAAAAAALE/8anW1yJAGr0/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dO5aGS8sdLk/TyVUAvzq6SI/AAAAAAAAALE/8anW1yJAGr0/s320/078.JPG" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Marc&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/6147246662096110291-1080701938913037338?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1080701938913037338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-29-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1080701938913037338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1080701938913037338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-29-2012.html' title='January 29, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ5dh6D6pt8/TyVTpeZsJwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/WupClDcWI_U/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5923391901557842841</id><published>2012-01-28T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T23:15:06.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immersion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home for the dying destitutes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cwts'/><title type='text'>January 28, 2012</title><content type='html'>My annoying cough and colds paired with a slight fever didn't stop me from joining our CWTS immersion activity today. Visiting the Home for the Dying&amp;nbsp;Destitute&amp;nbsp;was such a meaningful experience. I couldn't exactly put to words what I've felt about the visit. A part of me felt sorry for the oldies who were staying at the institution but seeing it from a different perspective, I am really happy that despite it all, they have this place to call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly a pleasure to interact and talk to some of them. Knowing a part of their lives was quite an interesting process. It was so surprising -- listening to their stories and seeing what they were capable of. Who would have thought Lola Gloria was once a poker dealer at some casino... and Lola Fe who was really smart that she even won a game of chess against my classmate. They were all so amazing. Enough said. Oh the joy of bringing joy to others -- definitely explains why money can't buy happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, all I have is today's happy memories and this sucky sick feeling of being sick. I have to rest now. I think it'll be the only way to get better. Bonne nuit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5923391901557842841?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5923391901557842841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-28-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5923391901557842841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5923391901557842841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-28-2012.html' title='January 28, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3839845482543054881</id><published>2012-01-28T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:56:05.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 27, 2012</title><content type='html'>Hi. I don't have anything to blog about right now. Nothing. Except for the fact that I'm broke -- I'm out of funds! Gahhh it sucks. I've been spending a lot the past few days, mostly on unimportant things that probably won't mean anything weeks from now. I used to be so stingy. I wonder what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Bye. I have nothing else. And I'm really tired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite excited for our CWTS activity. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3839845482543054881?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3839845482543054881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-27-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3839845482543054881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3839845482543054881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-27-2012.html' title='January 27, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2774115935368647860</id><published>2012-01-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:26:02.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 26, 2012</title><content type='html'>It's strange how I feel so tired yet I didn't even do anything exhausting today. Only had two classes -- watched Apocalypto during SoAn and listened to our teacher discuss the lesson over again (for the nth time) during Philo. My life's pretty boring sometimes. And oh, Mommy left for Manila this morning which only means one thing: I'll be in charge of the whole house again for the weekend. Responsibilities and such, keep them coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this short. There's absolutely nothing great about today. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthanksbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2774115935368647860?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2774115935368647860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-26-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2774115935368647860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2774115935368647860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-26-2012.html' title='January 26, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2313963356264576352</id><published>2012-01-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:42:22.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 25, 2011</title><content type='html'>It has been a long day at school. But at the end of the day, all I could think is how I got through it and it kinda makes me feel good knowing that I actually had a purpose of waking up today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3-hour nap felt really nice. My sleeping schedule is really fucked up sometimes. I guess that's what happens when you get to college. It's 11 pm already and I don't feel sleepy at all. I'm thinking of watching movies all night. Besides, my class starts really late tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd like it to be summer already, I'm kind of having second thoughts about it. Today, I found out that our summer classes starts on the 16th of April and ends on the 23rd of May. I figured that maybe, I won't be having a really good break on what's supposed to be a break. It's a sad life I have sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see I'm ranting now. So let me just continue and rant until the end of the world hahah. I had this really awkward dream earlier this morning. Really awkward. It's no use giving out details about it. You probably won't understand it anyway. I'm full of secrets, you know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. I guess that's already the end of today's rant. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2313963356264576352?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2313963356264576352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-25-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2313963356264576352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2313963356264576352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-25-2011.html' title='January 25, 2011'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-6504999803065652502</id><published>2012-01-24T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:32:17.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='three randoms'/><title type='text'>January 24, 2012</title><content type='html'>Typing something for the sake of updating my blog regularly. I hate how I don't have something to blog about today. Well, life could be really uneventful at one point. I have this great idea though! Since I'm bored and I don't have something to talk about, I will just tell you three random things about me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes my first (I say 'first' just in case I do it again some other time) batch of three randoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm good at keeping secrets. Seriously, I don't just tell anyone about anything especially if that thing's really important. And I also feel that people tell me secrets because they trust me enough and it kinda makes me happy knowing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Back in high school, I had this really HUGE crush on my classmate's YOUNGER sibling. I know it's weird but it was actually quite an adventure liking him. So many memories, I tell you. And when I try to remember everything, it just makes me laugh how I actually liked someone younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have this penchant for all new things that I encounter -- whether it's trying out a new restaurant, going somewhere I haven't been to before, or just doing something for the very first time. I get really excited when it comes to things that are new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bow* That is all. I just realized my downloads are finished! Off to watch Gossip Girl and Pretty Little Liars. Until next time... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-6504999803065652502?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6504999803065652502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-24-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6504999803065652502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6504999803065652502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-24-2012.html' title='January 24, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-1351675837155363684</id><published>2012-01-24T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T00:08:28.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim&apos;s 18th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiddie party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut'/><title type='text'>Kim's Kiddie 18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;January 21, 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that came back are feelings that never went away. I'm talking about none other than the euphoric and carefree feeling of being a kid again. It was definitely a great night, with all the parlor games, the pink and purple balloons and most especially, the people around me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BICp4Mvf-uE/Tx6K-jdy_RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/PYi0XyhvSNc/s1600/396883_10150618960458755_541783754_11253087_214936608_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BICp4Mvf-uE/Tx6K-jdy_RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/PYi0XyhvSNc/s640/396883_10150618960458755_541783754_11253087_214936608_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEK-WoDW6BM/Tx6LBOe8eFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q-k8f-dyxa0/s1600/398644_10150618955043755_541783754_11253023_1880135765_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEK-WoDW6BM/Tx6LBOe8eFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q-k8f-dyxa0/s640/398644_10150618955043755_541783754_11253023_1880135765_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZ0NWUvDRLc/Tx6K7zkgucI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9G0Bqka5Mu4/s1600/396773_10150619162868755_541783754_11254577_260255687_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZ0NWUvDRLc/Tx6K7zkgucI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9G0Bqka5Mu4/s640/396773_10150619162868755_541783754_11254577_260255687_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-1351675837155363684?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1351675837155363684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/kims-18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1351675837155363684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1351675837155363684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/kims-18th.html' title='Kim&apos;s Kiddie 18th'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BICp4Mvf-uE/Tx6K-jdy_RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/PYi0XyhvSNc/s72-c/396883_10150618960458755_541783754_11253087_214936608_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-862698311194358080</id><published>2012-01-23T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:42:00.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 23, 2012</title><content type='html'>新年快乐! Happy Chinese New Year!!! There's no better feeling when you know you're starting the year right &amp;nbsp;(again, for the second time!) Today, I did two of the many things I really love to do. Two words: cleaning and collecting books. I'm not OC, I just really like my things clean and arranged and organized and neat. Enough said. :)&lt;br /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpyjnzL-Zao/Tx0YYy8TbLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-3sjJC_Jk9I/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="381" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpyjnzL-Zao/Tx0YYy8TbLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-3sjJC_Jk9I/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so nice to see all the books finally in one place.&amp;nbsp;&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAjda0PqgrU/Tx0mc3syuuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DKFiAVawocg/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAjda0PqgrU/Tx0mc3syuuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DKFiAVawocg/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my recent buys&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3k5sMarQ50/Tx0Yq1ltWpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/allGC2WO9HU/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3k5sMarQ50/Tx0Yq1ltWpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/allGC2WO9HU/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life turned out to be busier than I expected so my Nancy Drew&lt;br /&gt;collection basically&amp;nbsp;stopped existing.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl79y21S_sE/Tx0Y1r-TOVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jXRcgJQ4XzQ/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl79y21S_sE/Tx0Y1r-TOVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jXRcgJQ4XzQ/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of the biggest books I have right now -- hardbound Harry Pottahs :)&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLGTbhmcDos/Tx0Y-Zf_ThI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PquCdC5C5jk/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WLGTbhmcDos/Tx0Y-Zf_ThI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PquCdC5C5jk/s400/5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Years worth of OK magazines. A hundred and counting.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Okay. That is all. I must finish my Philo papers real soon. And oh, that movie for our Philo homework that I was talking about, I never knew it'd be so interesting. It wasn't boring at all. Ahh I'm a sucker for real-life stories turned to movies forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-862698311194358080?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/862698311194358080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-23-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/862698311194358080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/862698311194358080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-23-2012.html' title='January 23, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpyjnzL-Zao/Tx0YYy8TbLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-3sjJC_Jk9I/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4692265577356825556</id><published>2012-01-22T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:40:26.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese new year&apos;s eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 22, 2012</title><content type='html'>If there's something better than sleeping, it would be oversleeping. Woke up at 1+ pm today still dreaming about how great it was last night. It made me realize how I would kill to be in high school again and probably stay there forever. But right now, all I can do is wish that we have get-together for at least once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think I was being lazy the whole day but it's actually the truth. Still making sure that I make the most out of my long (but it didn't seem to be) weekend. :)&amp;nbsp;Anyway, my brother's arriving from Manila later. It's time like these when I regret not having a sport I'm good at so I could travel a lot too. As much as I envy him for going to places countless times a month, I believe I'm just not built for sports. I'm built for something better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's Chinese New Year's Eve! And we're kinda celebrating. :) It's a coincidence how I just recently knew that my great grandfather (from the father's side) was a Chinese. No wonder some of my cousins actually look Chinese. I'll end this here. I'm pretty excited for this great dinner tonight. I hear we're having great food so I'm getting off of the computer soon and head downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-4692265577356825556?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4692265577356825556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-22-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4692265577356825556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4692265577356825556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-22-2012.html' title='January 22, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-6185294110850846522</id><published>2012-01-21T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:40:37.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 21, 2012</title><content type='html'>The moment she let go of old feelings was the same moment she found new ones to hold on to. Hahahahahahah &amp;nbsp;okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got home! I'm supposed to be tired from all the walking I did today. It's funny how it suddenly disappeared when I faced the computer screen. Anyway, so today, I finally managed to buy a dress without having someone to ask for opinions. I realized it's actually a first! I've been so bad at decision making that even choosing my clothes has been a long and difficult process. Yay for me! This could be one step in finally learning to make wise choices and deciding right at the moment.&amp;nbsp;And also, I kinda want to just be alone sometimes. The introvert in me comes out all of a sudden and I feel the need for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Kim's 18th! Gonna see some of my high school classmates again. I'm excited for later! :) For now, I shall try to take a nap to ease this teeny tiny headache of mine. Baboosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-6185294110850846522?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6185294110850846522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-21-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6185294110850846522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/6185294110850846522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-21-2012.html' title='January 21, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8453383730562122930</id><published>2012-01-20T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T10:39:54.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>January 20, 2012</title><content type='html'>I've sworn to myself that I'd be productive today. Judging from today's events, guess I wasn't at all. I didn't even finish watching this movie for my Philo homework. Totally uneventful -- describes my life right now. I think my sun is yet to shine. I'm on to brighter days, I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing I actually busied myself on: eating. I actually ate a lot(!) during lunch. What have I got to lose? Nothing. What have I got to gain? Weight of course. But it's Friday, my cheat day and it was lunch, my cheat meal. And I was really craving for meat, to tell you.&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b8kLPZxSo4/TxpunlASfeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eXLzC2QEGW8/s1600/Photo0128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b8kLPZxSo4/TxpunlASfeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eXLzC2QEGW8/s400/Photo0128.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one meal accounts all of what I've eaten for today.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-8453383730562122930?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8453383730562122930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-20-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8453383730562122930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8453383730562122930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-20-2012.html' title='January 20, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b8kLPZxSo4/TxpunlASfeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eXLzC2QEGW8/s72-c/Photo0128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-370155341858042095</id><published>2012-01-20T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:09:37.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midterms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sopa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 19, 2012</title><content type='html'>Midterms exams are officially over!!! Ahh so happy. I'm finally free from all the worries and from all those books... as of the moment. There's still the second half of the second semester. But whatever, let me be happy today! :) Well, to be honest, I'm really happy today for some apparent reason that's for you to find out. (hahah jk!) I'm not getting my hopes up or anything but I think we could never not expect when we sense something rather different. Okay, enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my as-of-the-moment worry-free life, I realized I haven't kept up with all that's been happening around me. I was just too focused on my studies that I failed at updating myself with the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/31100268?byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/31100268"&gt;PROTECT IP / SOPA Breaks The Internet&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/fightforthefuture"&gt;Fight for the Future&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing on my mind right now: SOPA. Omg it's really disturbing. I'm freaked out to the gazillionth power! Who wouldn't be? We've built a part of our lives through the Internet and maybe, it's not possible to live without it anymore. It worries the heck out of me, seriously. I can't imagine myself if this bill gets approved for real. And if this really does happen, pinch yourselves people! Maybe we're just all having the same bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized it's 1 am already. I have to sleep now. Good mornight, friends! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-370155341858042095?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/370155341858042095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-19-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/370155341858042095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/370155341858042095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-19-2012.html' title='January 19, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8663631366929017570</id><published>2012-01-19T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:03:21.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midterms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 18, 2012</title><content type='html'>Four tests down, three more to go! :) Today actually went well. I never expected I'd be able to answer... wait, I kinda did! Why not, I know I've studied really hard for it. And there's no way I will not have good good good grades. :) Hihi I love how my optimism just comes out naturally, like it's not there but it actually is and it surprises me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8anOWf81meI/TxhLqGjP31I/AAAAAAAAAJk/8lGfhkIZOr4/s1600/Photo0259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8anOWf81meI/TxhLqGjP31I/AAAAAAAAAJk/8lGfhkIZOr4/s400/Photo0259.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-8663631366929017570?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8663631366929017570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-18-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8663631366929017570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8663631366929017570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-18-2012.html' title='January 18, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8anOWf81meI/TxhLqGjP31I/AAAAAAAAAJk/8lGfhkIZOr4/s72-c/Photo0259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-448774162808287388</id><published>2012-01-17T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:42:34.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 17, 2012</title><content type='html'>Study day. It's a good thing I never threw my reviewers away, so much easier to study now. I've got four tests tomorrow. I hope I do well. Constantly thinking of reasons why I should have a study break. Couldn't think of any. I procrastinated enough the past days. It's high time I try to discipline myself -- try being the operative word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bye for now!&amp;nbsp;I promised myself I'd finish all of this before I watch Gossip Girl. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-448774162808287388?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/448774162808287388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-17-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/448774162808287388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/448774162808287388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-17-2012.html' title='January 17, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3119416352800455231</id><published>2012-01-16T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:28:31.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 16, 2012</title><content type='html'>One whole day at home and... I haven't finished a thing at all. Midterms week already. Ugh my procrastinating skills are getting better. I just let myself drown in laziness and literature (I finished this book I bought weeks ago!) today. But I guess time I enjoyed wasting wasn't wasted at all. And besides, I still have tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3119416352800455231?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3119416352800455231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-16-2012_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3119416352800455231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3119416352800455231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-16-2012_16.html' title='January 16, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3482057115823299513</id><published>2012-01-16T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:51:55.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinulog'/><title type='text'>January 15, 2012</title><content type='html'>Viva Pit Senyor, Cebu!!! It's that one day of the year where the streets of Cebu get really packed with all the excitement you never thought the city could bring. If the Brazilians have their mardi gras, Cebuanos have this Sinulog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks -- they're all I could give you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXGL0mArsFo/TyVbrNi3D9I/AAAAAAAAALM/2KMSzadY_OU/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXGL0mArsFo/TyVbrNi3D9I/AAAAAAAAALM/2KMSzadY_OU/s400/001.JPG" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEcgmXqlFRg/TyVb4GhhUVI/AAAAAAAAALU/IYhqAAfF5Zk/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEcgmXqlFRg/TyVb4GhhUVI/AAAAAAAAALU/IYhqAAfF5Zk/s400/002.JPG" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2m8_sQ1eg8o/TyVcMPEOCrI/AAAAAAAAALc/euJxhoDl0BE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2m8_sQ1eg8o/TyVcMPEOCrI/AAAAAAAAALc/euJxhoDl0BE/s400/003.JPG" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wqyQsx-FXo/TyVclHvhrGI/AAAAAAAAALk/-rpMko7jbFI/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wqyQsx-FXo/TyVclHvhrGI/AAAAAAAAALk/-rpMko7jbFI/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3482057115823299513?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3482057115823299513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-15-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3482057115823299513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3482057115823299513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-15-2012.html' title='January 15, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXGL0mArsFo/TyVbrNi3D9I/AAAAAAAAALM/2KMSzadY_OU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-7937663932616892762</id><published>2012-01-15T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:40:58.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 14, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today included a failed attempt to study, sharing a table with a stranger and braving the crowd for some much needed shopping. It's a day before Sinulog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Okay, I really don't know what to say now. This is actually a late blog post and I can't remember what happened yesterday. Uhh wait, I remember it na! Sooooo, what woke me up early in the morning was this text message from a friend telling me about 'the question' again. Then, the exchange of messages and for quite some time, we ended up talking about him! Okaaay, what a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I had super fun today. Talk about getting a new bag, a pair of shorts, new accessories and the list goes on. Not having to pay for some of my 'wants' -- one of the million reasons why I always enjoy going out with Mommy! Plus points for all the stores that were having their end-of-season sale. :)&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqhSeeU8WUo/TxKrSXskWII/AAAAAAAAAHk/aVWGC1yYB8w/s1600/Photo0240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqhSeeU8WUo/TxKrSXskWII/AAAAAAAAAHk/aVWGC1yYB8w/s400/Photo0240.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tribal-themed stuff just in time for Sinulog&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-7937663932616892762?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7937663932616892762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-14-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/7937663932616892762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/7937663932616892762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-14-2012.html' title='January 14, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqhSeeU8WUo/TxKrSXskWII/AAAAAAAAAHk/aVWGC1yYB8w/s72-c/Photo0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-2300286086236909448</id><published>2012-01-13T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:41:37.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg drop project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert factory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casa verde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>January 13, 2012</title><content type='html'>Friday the 13th! Contrary to what many people believe about this day being some kind of bad luck, today was actually a really happy day. It's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed and actually happy. It's like I've never laughed this way before. Ahh it feels really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, this day wasn't an exception to the many tests that have been pressuring us to study really hard. I believe I did well and I really hope so. I think my optimism's back on track again. :) After our Physics quiz, we had lunch at Casa Verde, the Ramos branch! Funny how it doesn't really look like a restaurant from the outside. In fact, it was the first Casa Verde in Cebu. I and the girls have been longing to eat here ever since first semester. We finally got the chance to today. We went back to school after for the Physics midterm test. Then, voila! I went out alive. I'm so glad I made it through this week full of tests. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I was really sad about was the rain. Ugh I hate the rain. Seriously, maybe I'll hate rains forever. So, we were squeezed in to this jeepney while it was raining really really hard. We finally got to Ayala and we decided to eat out again. This time, dessert!! We went to Dessert Factory and.. unfortunately, Marian had to go. And then there was Febey and me. Our chika date felt so incomplete without Marian. So sad but we're still so full though. I could really say that today, the food intake was directly proportional to the laughter shared. It's amazing how these people make me laugh forever. It's like we never get tired of laughing. Talk about your stomach aching for the right reasons. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot about this. I got really happified too because our egg drop project was a success! I just noticed how long this post is already -- longest I've ever written for this blog so far. Long live The Riza Diaries! :)&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRVANe8sV5A/TxBGkLUs6eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wCmg9lsA180/s1600/Photo0231-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRVANe8sV5A/TxBGkLUs6eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wCmg9lsA180/s400/Photo0231-tile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;God bless you, eggy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-2300286086236909448?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2300286086236909448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-13-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2300286086236909448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/2300286086236909448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-13-2012.html' title='January 13, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRVANe8sV5A/TxBGkLUs6eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wCmg9lsA180/s72-c/Photo0231-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3762475910019629824</id><published>2012-01-12T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:41:44.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 12, 2012</title><content type='html'>Only had two classes today. You know, the usual TTH. Relaxed day... first time in such a long time! Well, not really. That was true awhile ago. I have to face both my lab manuals for Chem and Physics tonight. I don't know why I don't feel stressed at all when it's Chem and Physics again all in one day. I'm just so happy to be home earlier than usual. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this someone, I really don't know what to do with this someone. He randomly texted me one night and it makes me wonder what made him think of me. Hah I'm just curious yknow. That's all. *bow* Oh and yeah, I'm so sad lunch with the girls tomorrow got cancelled the last minute. I have to think of another reason to make myself look forward to the next day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, it's Friday the 13th tomorrow! I just hope my exams go well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3762475910019629824?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3762475910019629824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-12-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3762475910019629824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3762475910019629824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-12-2012.html' title='January 12, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-9016774709717067030</id><published>2012-01-12T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:41:51.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 11, 2012</title><content type='html'>The day I lifted off some weight I've been putting on my shoulders this week. The Chemistry exam was kinda okay. Then, our Physics quiz was postponed and finally, the Physics practical exam I've been so nervous about went well enough for me to be happy about this day. So we had a four-hour break somewhere within all this being busy. We went to Febey's house since we liked it better than the idea of being stuck in the library for so long. We watched The Priest and I fell asleep in the middle of the movie -- oh how sleeping felt so good after not having enough last night. Then another movie, The Dewey Cox Story. And after which, the studying began. It was so nice to actually have to rest after a long day. It was a beautiful ride&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&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/6147246662096110291-9016774709717067030?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9016774709717067030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-11-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/9016774709717067030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/9016774709717067030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-11-2012.html' title='January 11, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5481990538285926618</id><published>2012-01-12T11:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:43:54.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 10, 2012</title><content type='html'>Worst night I've ever had. I felt like giving up on my studies already. For one second, I thought of shifting to another course but then I realized I couldn't let one night change my mind about choosing this course in the first place. So yeah. What made me happy was that I wasn't alone and that my friends were still up too. All in all, I only had 3 hours of sleep and I believe all this not sleeping enough to study will eventually pay off. I just hope my grades will make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could memorize my lessons like they were lyrics to my favorite song, life would be so much easier. But I guess life isn't meant to be that way. It's either a wonderful and challenging adventure or nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5481990538285926618?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5481990538285926618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-10-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5481990538285926618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5481990538285926618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-10-2012.html' title='January 10, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-4324105248555646750</id><published>2012-01-10T08:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:37:30.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 9, 2012</title><content type='html'>And I thought this could be one of the worst days of my life -- talk about having a hard time answering my Physics exam and having a severe headache at the same time. I never expected you'd be the person who would lit up my mood again. It made me realize how much I miss you. But this can't be regretting -- it shouldn't be.It was what I wanted at one time. For now, I shall keep it all to myself and see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-4324105248555646750?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4324105248555646750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-9-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4324105248555646750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/4324105248555646750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-9-2012.html' title='January 9, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5898043191205292911</id><published>2012-01-08T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:37:14.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 8, 2012</title><content type='html'>Spent my whole Sunday at home working on a bunch of school stuff. I'm so tired already. I feel like my brain only functions at its best when it's under pressure. So here I am now, blogging (and not to mention, watching a travel documentary) instead of studying Physics and writing my letters for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely have time for myself anymore hahahah kidding! Honestly, I love every bit of being busy. It makes me believe that I'm doing something good for my life rather than just sitting idly and overthinking about all those bad stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5898043191205292911?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5898043191205292911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-8-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5898043191205292911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5898043191205292911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-8-2012.html' title='January 8, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8401864682846743768</id><published>2012-01-07T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:52:55.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hong kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>A Merry Kind of Merry</title><content type='html'>Nothing ever happens the same way twice. My second visit to Hong Kong last Christmas was wonderful -- even more wonderful with the whole family. Indeed, we tried to go to places we've never been to yet before but as always, time got ahead of us. The highlights: a trip to Mongkok one night to look for good buys, wandering around Tsuen Wan, feeling the cold weather that we don't have in the Phils, dinner at some Chinese restaaurant in this mall at Admiralty and of course, Disneyland for my little sissies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although some unfortunate things happened (Daddy and his delayed flight from Dubai, not being able to go to Causeway to shop, waking up late and hurrying on the morning of our flight), I still think that we really enjoyed and had the time of our lives in a place away from home. Most of all, we were complete and nothing can ever beat that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVb_eFg7114/TwgLWuBMdSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/p0N0f1Sz9jo/s1600/239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVb_eFg7114/TwgLWuBMdSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/p0N0f1Sz9jo/s400/239.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aTTaMFdAZo/TxUlHs3i92I/AAAAAAAAAJE/68csPxciO5o/s1600/243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aTTaMFdAZo/TxUlHs3i92I/AAAAAAAAAJE/68csPxciO5o/s400/243.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwzpOHjmT44/TwuNhDZrTqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lakpnyZPucs/s1600/108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwzpOHjmT44/TwuNhDZrTqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lakpnyZPucs/s400/108.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm never too old for Disneyland.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU1oicMDRV4/TwuN8Yju3fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0KawpnWqxeY/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU1oicMDRV4/TwuN8Yju3fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0KawpnWqxeY/s400/134.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Had cheesecake and lunch with the girls after. The 'Hide from Marian' prank in KFC and the never-ending convos we had about random stuff. Laugh trip the whole time we were together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now: struggling not to get distracted by anything to focus on the million school works we were given. Hell weeks are up and coming! Lord, please help us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5814118002066473384?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5814118002066473384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-7-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5814118002066473384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5814118002066473384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-7-2012.html' title='January 7, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-7777144315426746124</id><published>2012-01-07T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:35:03.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>The Year That Was</title><content type='html'>They say that one's past is what one is. So I give to you a look back on the year that was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOTsLmD0GDQ/Twcs1BrlGXI/AAAAAAAAADE/FTpjjGCKiUI/s1600/180801_1838905698197_1407164673_2074229_2633592_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOTsLmD0GDQ/Twcs1BrlGXI/AAAAAAAAADE/FTpjjGCKiUI/s400/180801_1838905698197_1407164673_2074229_2633592_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junior Senior Prom -- the thought that this was my last prom makes me wanna miss it&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upNqkLOC40o/TwctFF0RO9I/AAAAAAAAADU/Mv4E1CqPHBQ/s1600/tumblr_lirrn2Sftv1qaa4ico1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upNqkLOC40o/TwctFF0RO9I/AAAAAAAAADU/Mv4E1CqPHBQ/s400/tumblr_lirrn2Sftv1qaa4ico1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;High School Graduation -- a wrap-up of the most crucial years of my life hahah it was worth all those late nights spent on studying&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csuR6kCLJfU/TwctPikDBmI/AAAAAAAAADc/9n8Jdm4BJrU/s1600/207061_2000610493897_1202586753_2451357_5856743_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csuR6kCLJfU/TwctPikDBmI/AAAAAAAAADc/9n8Jdm4BJrU/s400/207061_2000610493897_1202586753_2451357_5856743_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No Corkage Fee -- what better way to start my summer before college than spending it with the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awesome friends&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqJSIt67o-Y/TwctUYHGyuI/AAAAAAAAADk/qiXcqGPaFz0/s1600/tumblr_lnr945a3bL1qatur1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqJSIt67o-Y/TwctUYHGyuI/AAAAAAAAADk/qiXcqGPaFz0/s400/tumblr_lnr945a3bL1qatur1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sweet 16th -- it wasn't really sweet though, more like bittersweet due to a sudden influx of college homeworks and my inability to go to the birthday celebration which was at my Lola's house&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIC2s6u0Sro/TwcuA_MkoTI/AAAAAAAAADs/REPeDq9YG8k/s1600/263125_1841331596794_1345697694_31600681_3101436_n-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="328" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIC2s6u0Sro/TwcuA_MkoTI/AAAAAAAAADs/REPeDq9YG8k/s400/263125_1841331596794_1345697694_31600681_3101436_n-tile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Semester -- new found friends, new challenges, new environment, new struggles and what else? college in general!&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwW3u7ZjROU/TwcvIKpYgtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/S2_DKRRoV5w/s1600/388718_2162876113606_1297685309_31913287_1051765128_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwW3u7ZjROU/TwcvIKpYgtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/S2_DKRRoV5w/s400/388718_2162876113606_1297685309_31913287_1051765128_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bien Unido -- a little getaway from the city while I was on my sembreak&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWHvagQ_64M/TwcuKYkSBzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vMRefeVqe_c/s1600/377685_2380096139986_1178154800_32163800_1156541042_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWHvagQ_64M/TwcuKYkSBzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vMRefeVqe_c/s400/377685_2380096139986_1178154800_32163800_1156541042_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Fair -- made me feel like I was in high school again&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gURQqYFaI80/TwcvCT6lW5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/n2-LMiUAs-M/s1600/382860_2075933678017_1835222675_1339005_1287942421_n-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gURQqYFaI80/TwcvCT6lW5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/n2-LMiUAs-M/s400/382860_2075933678017_1835222675_1339005_1287942421_n-tile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Parties -- fun way of feeling the oneness of each of the two blocks I belong in&lt;/div&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGtpx40pnlk/Twcu0QhLp1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Xw89Uuc7eVQ/s1600/387399_2414973535884_1297685309_32028936_19527489_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGtpx40pnlk/Twcu0QhLp1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Xw89Uuc7eVQ/s400/387399_2414973535884_1297685309_32028936_19527489_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hongkong trip -- definitely the best part of this Christmas break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That is all *bow* Reality check! Hello again, 2012. I'll make you my year again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-7777144315426746124?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7777144315426746124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-that-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/7777144315426746124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/7777144315426746124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-that-was.html' title='The Year That Was'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOTsLmD0GDQ/Twcs1BrlGXI/AAAAAAAAADE/FTpjjGCKiUI/s72-c/180801_1838905698197_1407164673_2074229_2633592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3932491289906940278</id><published>2012-01-07T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:44:10.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 6, 2012</title><content type='html'>Totally insignificant except for the last part of this day. School maybe more or less the same but it's always those unexpected moments that I look forward to. Walked around and spent almost two hours to finally get ourselves a vacant taxi. Oh, how busy Cebu can get! Especially now that it's almost Sinulog. It was such an adventure, an even more fun one because I was with the two best college friends I've ever had. We ended up just laughing at just about everything that we were talking about and never got into the state of being impatient despite everything we've been through today that made us really tired bitches. Talk about the unknown analysis we had for Chem, the other group's Physics midterm test, the stressful latent heat experiment in Physics Lab and most especially, the building pressure with the fact that it's a week until our Midterms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with everything that happened, I guess we proved to be a lot more than we think we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently sorting out my travel photos last year so I can post them up here. :) What I really want in life is to travel. Well, I think it's everyone's ultimate dream. Who wouldn't want to? There's always a lot to see in this world. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3932491289906940278?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3932491289906940278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-6-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3932491289906940278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3932491289906940278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-6-2012.html' title='January 6, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-1823696446719140395</id><published>2012-01-05T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T15:25:18.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 5, 2012</title><content type='html'>No one will ever know the whole story. I don't want to have to look over my shoulder and find you there. What I want is for you to forget about me.&amp;nbsp;Ugh you're getting annoying. I guess my deep hate for you would be eternal. Haven't I said enough already? Omg &amp;nbsp;please just stop talking to me. And please stop being so sentimental about it. It's never gonna change. Get out of my life now. Kidding! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing relevant today. Only a Philo quiz I haven't studied yet. Why am I lazy nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now. Gotta prepare for school :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-1823696446719140395?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1823696446719140395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-5-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1823696446719140395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/1823696446719140395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-5-2012.html' title='January 5, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-876884952511054741</id><published>2012-01-04T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:20:09.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 4, 2012</title><content type='html'>Today, I found myself wondering if all this studying hard would be worth it. I'd like to think I'm not tired of it yet but I seriously hope all of this will pay off in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh MWFs as always, tiring and stressful. Enough said. Kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, nothing to be happy about today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-876884952511054741?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/876884952511054741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-4-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/876884952511054741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/876884952511054741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-4-2012.html' title='January 4, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-5861682823374048365</id><published>2012-01-04T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:19:48.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 3, 2012</title><content type='html'>First day back to school. So sad but I think I have to let go of you, Christmas break. It was pretty much a nice first day. Only had two subjects then our test for Philo was postponed! Then after class, we decided to throw a birthday surprise for our friend Marian. We gave her this cute cake and we ended up eating it together. Sucha good feeling to be able to surprise someone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-5861682823374048365?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5861682823374048365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5861682823374048365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/5861682823374048365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-2012.html' title='January 3, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-3172321090145320231</id><published>2012-01-03T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:21:15.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><title type='text'>January 2, 2012</title><content type='html'>Nothing but chilllin' before school starts again tomorrow. Watched movies, slept for hours and went out to buy some stuff I want. That includes a book, a magazine, and a bottle of orange nail polish. Also, I dyed my hair today and I did it myself, which is a first! Looking forward to my many firsts this year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd hate to go to school tomorrow, I have to. It's back to reality and responsibilities once again. Time to be positive about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147246662096110291-3172321090145320231?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3172321090145320231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3172321090145320231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/3172321090145320231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2-2012.html' title='January 2, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147246662096110291.post-8131152092081063587</id><published>2012-01-02T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:20:16.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='366'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year'/><title type='text'>January 1, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0NK6bbqAjMA/TwEVFTvFPbI/AAAAAAAAABs/ESGUgHw_iwg/s1600/384741_2444926644693_1297685309_32044707_2025350723_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0NK6bbqAjMA/TwEVFTvFPbI/AAAAAAAAABs/ESGUgHw_iwg/s320/384741_2444926644693_1297685309_32044707_2025350723_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Happy 2012! I can't believe it's been a year since I've sworn to be a better person. 2011 went by too fast. Ahhh a new year, we're once again given a chance to have a fresh start. With this fresh start comes along our higher hopes and bigger dreams to be better than who we are the past year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I believe 2011 has been really good to me. A lot of good things have happened, a lot of awesome people I've met and most importantly, a big part of me was forever changed. Well, it's a fact, isn't it? Change is the only permanent thing in this world. This time last year, things were completely different. I was completely different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don't think I have a New Year's resolution at all. I guess I would just continue living my life as I imagined it to be. Maybe in this way, dreaming the life I want would eventually lead me to living this dream. Mission: Make 2012 my year again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"'Live each day as if it's your last', that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn't practical. Better by far to be good and courageous and bold and to make difference. Not change the world exactly, but the bit around you. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved, if you ever get the chance." &amp;nbsp;- One Day, David Nicholls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6147246662096110291-8131152092081063587?l=therizadiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8131152092081063587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6147246662096110291/posts/default/8131152092081063587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therizadiaries.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-1-2012.html' title='January 1, 2012'/><author><name>Riza A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15096341231279574232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EUvwaYcp4A/TxQnONWoN_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/KusKMJ0Kk9g/s220/181584_1878925451847_1202586753_2277329_833727_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0NK6bbqAjMA/TwEVFTvFPbI/AAAAAAAAABs/ESGUgHw_iwg/s72-c/384741_2444926644693_1297685309_32044707_2025350723_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
