<?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-1874576431070700109</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:52:58.530+08:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='ten facts about me'/><category term='2/29/08'/><category term='on marky cielo&apos;s death'/><category term='Hillsong UNITED Manila &apos;08'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='family'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='voc-&apos;odd&apos;-bulary'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='paramore addiction'/><category term='posted on my friendster blog'/><category term='just another realization'/><category term='freakish'/><category term='school'/><category term='from-me-to-you'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='K-stuff addiction'/><category term='VBS'/><category term='update'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>REDeemed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-8794873722265747978</id><published>2009-05-13T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:53:56.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-stuff addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>WEEHOO, HOOCHOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i almost forgot to do this important announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY HAVE A NEW BLOG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not from Blogger, it's a subdomain hosted by my bestfriend, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://chiburger.com"&gt;Chiui&lt;/a&gt;. the name of my new blog is &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://hoochoo.chiburger.com"&gt;HOOCHOO&lt;/a&gt;. the name's inspired by my Korean language addiction. it's the Korean term for the word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pepper. &lt;/span&gt;i decided to name it that because i thought it was cute. :D i was thinking of it as a name for a new pet.. but since there is no possible way i'm having a new one, i gave the name to the new blog. so, the name did not really have any sort of connection to it's content. as of now, i'm still undecided if i will close this account or still maintain it, even if Hoochoo becomes my first priority in updating. i would still need time to think of that. anyhow, please check out my new blog and... don't change my url yet from your lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-8794873722265747978?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/8794873722265747978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=8794873722265747978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8794873722265747978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8794873722265747978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/05/weehoo-hoochoo.html' title='WEEHOO, HOOCHOO!'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-756927804416663175</id><published>2009-05-10T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:01:33.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm not fond of having surprises. they make me feel so anxious and they just make me feel uneasy. they don't get me hopeful and dreamy. i maybe anxious, but that anxious feeling is not something good. it's when i want to know something, and wondering about that "something" bothers me in such an annoying way. i think the best description is, I GET SO WORRIED. but! there's this one surprise that made me excited, let alone intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before going online, we had a party at home with our distant relatives. today's my dad's birthday, and it's Mothers' Day as well. they had all decided to party for both reasons. so, as i was saying, we were partying, and some of my dad's siblings called from abroad. i overheard him talking with one of his brothers who was about to come home on the 19th, from US. they were talking about laptop prices. i was thinking, "has he some kind of plan to buy one?? NAH!" [i kind of gave-up hoping for my parents to give me one for my coming 18th birthday this May] so, i let that pass and went eating more. a while after blowing the [literally] BIG candle on his cake, he mentioned it was my 18th birthday on the 21st. and then, all of them were like, "oh yes.. so we'll have another party, when will it be." then my dad joked that on the day of my birthday celebration, each person must bring their own food, then they all laughed [why?]. and then! [this is it] he told me something... he said, "i have a surprise for you on your birthday." it's just so weird that my silly mouth blurted, "WHAT?! ice cream?!" of course he didn't answer anything. HAHA. i was left intrigued with that very-common-statement-every-father-would-have-told-his-daughter. how unexpected that i was left so, SO DREAMY about that surprise. i'm feeling it's my dream laptop. :&gt; well, i just hope it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-756927804416663175?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/756927804416663175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=756927804416663175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/756927804416663175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/756927804416663175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprises.html' title='surprises'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-8555050100166153508</id><published>2009-04-30T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:08:41.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-stuff addiction'/><title type='text'>Let's Speak Korean!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today, i watched 5 episodes of Arirang TV's [a Korean, international, english language network] Let's Speak Korean. That 10 minute show, teaches Korean basic expressions and grammar through sitcoms, although they're usually funny, you get to learn more from the hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, as of now, i am downloading BOF's 2nd OST's. ;) so... LATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-8555050100166153508?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/8555050100166153508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=8555050100166153508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8555050100166153508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8555050100166153508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-speak-korean.html' title='Let&apos;s Speak Korean!'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5973832073619725276</id><published>2009-04-29T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:58:04.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-stuff addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Korean stuff addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this is my first real blog post during the vacation. the previous one... NADA. i just had pity over it so i published it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so.. the title speaks for itself. i've been INto so much Korean stuff lately. i finished the Kroean version [in live action series] of Hana Yori Dango [popularly known as F4] last week. their version was called, Boys Over Flowers. i also downloaded a lot of K-pop songs by a popular Korean boy-group named, Super Junior. and, of course, i also downloaded the OST's of Boys Over Flowers. AND! i almost forgot... i bought a Berlitz Korean PHRASE BOOK &amp;amp; DICTIONARY last 04/15/09. that's where i spend most of the time when i'm not online [well.. aside from sudoku], learning basic Korean grammar and expressions, and i enjoy it very much. :)) i've been learning alot especially now that i've been stuck at home doing almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... at this moment, i'd like to take this opportunity of thanking my dear bestfriend, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://chiburger.com"&gt;Chiui&lt;/a&gt;, who started a spark of passion in me, in learning Hangugo (the Korean language), and kept it burning. she first taught me Hangul, the alphabet, and how it's written and read. then, she started to teach me some basic expressions. it's really cool because we get to use them sometimes, and only the two of us understands them. HAHA. i'm planning on buying a concise Konglish Dictionary for my 18th birthday this coming May, and hopefully, i would learn more about Hangugo, and together with Chiui, we'll learn more of it. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5973832073619725276?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5973832073619725276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5973832073619725276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5973832073619725276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5973832073619725276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/04/korean-stuff-addiction.html' title='Korean stuff addiction'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-1359214908925336753</id><published>2009-03-06T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:25:02.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>vacation... whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wasn't having a very happy start of my summer vacation. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i published this just now! haha! - 04/29/09 9:22 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-1359214908925336753?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/1359214908925336753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=1359214908925336753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1359214908925336753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1359214908925336753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/03/vacation-whatever.html' title='vacation... whatever'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-1233162432592609648</id><published>2009-01-28T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:08:11.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from-me-to-you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another realization'/><title type='text'>God is enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i am tired and have honestly nothing left to say. i also wanted to share this quotation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you have nothing left but God, then you become aware that God is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                         - Maude Royden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/1874576431070700109-1233162432592609648?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/1233162432592609648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=1233162432592609648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1233162432592609648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1233162432592609648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/01/god-is-enough.html' title='God is enough'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-6519279134566405813</id><published>2009-01-22T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:43:16.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>killing me softly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i haven't had time to post since i got back to school. i have too much work to do everywhere! be it home, school, church, and even at the dorm. there's just so many. i am honestly feeling tired and lazy all the time, it's getting hard coping with everything. i am feeling overwhelmed because of requirements that had to be accomplished. my situation... is killing me softly. i also feel like i'm going crazy. i feel all the pressure by just the sight of my school ID! sometimes, i wish i could shut down my entire system and then turn on with so much power... like a computer that has so much memory and saves a lot of data, gets resources instantly from the internet, and also be entertained by music, videos and games. i wish it's summer vacation already. i want to stop and have a quality time to relax and reflect. but, for now, i really have to get on with finishing this paper i am typing right now. i'm asking for prayers, i am down and feeling a little discouraged, and laziness is hitting me... BIG TIME. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-6519279134566405813?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/6519279134566405813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=6519279134566405813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6519279134566405813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6519279134566405813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2009/01/killing-me-softly.html' title='killing me softly'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-3601866132643975106</id><published>2008-12-26T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:49:46.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>tagged my crib</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wazzup  ya'll?! so i was chillin' down my crib.. down hurr, goofin' round my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of the ghetto talking...i just want to share something to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night.. i can't sleep, and i while i was thinking of something to do, i came to think of another way of playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAG&lt;/span&gt;. and since i wanted to know more about you, my online buddies, maybe in a not-so-personal way, i thought i could describe how our house is inside and share some cool or unusual stuff about it. and then, tag other bloggers, so they'll be next in line to share and describe their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is how our house is...&lt;br /&gt;as you enter the front door [oh wait! i remembered there are actually three doors up front. sorry i forgot to take a picture], you can see the first living room. we kind of have 2 living rooms. the first one, which is right by the [currently used] front door, is the one where we watch TV, and one that had the sofa, and all the other chairs. the other one does not really look like a living room, but i called it anyways. it has 2 chairs, and a piano opposite the chairs. and then, hanging on the wall opposite the piano, is a BIG picture frame. a literally big picture frame of my WHOLE family. it includes my grandparents' old wedding picture, and all my father's siblings' family pictures. it's a total of 1 wedding picture and 6 family pictures. that frame was handmade by my late grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s466.photobucket.com/albums/rr27/redeemedthrujc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4261.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i466.photobucket.com/albums/rr27/redeemedthrujc/IMG_4261.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Passing by the 2nd living room is the dining area and the kitchen. now, the bathroom is located in a walkthrough [i don't know how to call it] beside the piano. in that hall, there are 2 doors. the first door leads you to a literal BATHroom... because the toilet is separated from the shower, so it means you can only take a shower and brush your teeth, and never pee or poop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that leads us to the other door, which is the comfort room or the toilet. it's kinda like a cubicle actually.now, going back to the 2nd living room, just a little farther from the picture frame is my grandmother's room. my grandmother [again] literally sleeps on a hospital bed; she even wears a hospital gown, like those of a patient [that's for real, i will explain why only if someone asks]. inside her room, you will see 2 doors. one leads to the bathroom [this time the toilet's not separated], and the other to my late grandfather's office. we also have an ironning place as you pass by the CR. that's at the back part of the house. in there you'll see the ironing table and the clothes queued for ironing. there's also a door that leads outside to the laundry area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going upstairs, you'll see 2 doors again. the first one is a small room. that room is like our guest room, no one owns it. anyone could sleep there, i too could even sleep in it if i want to. the 2nd door, i could call, is my family's place. there are 3 rooms inside. as you go inside, you first enter into my brothers' room. both of them sleep on a bunk bed, and the desktop is also in their room [where i am right now]. inside their room is another door. that leads to my parents' room. inside their room is a queen-sized bed, a color TV, my father's workplace, the laptop, 3 closets - 1 for my father, 1 for my mother, and the last for my brothers... and many other stuff. there are also 2 doors inside the room. the other is to an unfinished bathroom and the other one to my room. my room is small; it's just right for me. it's a room inside a room that's inside another room. get it? inside my room is a single bed, a small desk and chair, a closet, a big mirror [which my parents put in when they cleaned my room. click &lt;a href="http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-lying-on-hospital-bed.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the post]. my closet is kinda cool, it's in the wall; it's PART of the wall. i mean, it's embedded on the wall, not a usual stationary closet because only the closet doors are protruding from the wall. here's a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s466.photobucket.com/albums/rr27/redeemedthrujc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i466.photobucket.com/albums/rr27/redeemedthrujc/IMG_4227.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s466.photobucket.com/albums/rr27/redeemedthrujc/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4259.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i466.photobucket.com/albums/rr27/redeemedthrujc/IMG_4259.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;another cool thing about my room is that the window beside my bed is like the fire exit of the whole house. you could actually open the grills and step out on the roof of the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all to share guys.. hope you've managed to picture our house in your mind. i tag the following people: Chiui, Merie, Patt and CJ. i'll be waiting for your posts. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-3601866132643975106?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/3601866132643975106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=3601866132643975106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3601866132643975106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3601866132643975106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-my-crib.html' title='tagged my crib'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-1043483564427743831</id><published>2008-12-22T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:47:31.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>tagged.. again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so, this is a different kind of the game, tag. i was tagged, by &lt;a href="http://chiui.voidskies.net/"&gt;chiui&lt;/a&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;i have to answer several questions. here are the questions, and my answers to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age of my next birthday&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;. honestly, i am so excited because i'll have the right to vote. [evil laugh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Place I would like to travel&lt;/span&gt; - this is taking so much time to think... wait. hmmm. so far, i would like to go see&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Japan, China and lately.. Madagascar&lt;/span&gt;! i want to see the cute, leaping lemurs.&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favorite place&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my room&lt;/span&gt; only, not the house as a whole. my room is my own world.&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A favorite thing&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the computer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of course, with internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite food&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;chocolate and anything that is chocolate flavored&lt;/span&gt;. i am addicted to chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite color - &lt;/span&gt;right now, it's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but my all time fave is blue.&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The city I reside now - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quezon City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name of my first lover -&lt;/span&gt; i refuse to post his name on the internet. yadayadayada!&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite movie - &lt;/span&gt;i have watched so many, that i am really not sure which is it.&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite book - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Flipped by Wendelin Van Draanen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i love the story so much.&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad habit - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;laziness and buying books, reading them, but not finishing them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sometimes, i hate myself when i see the unfinished books on my desk. and still, i have not finished reading some of my books.&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A hobby - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;watching movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Current wish list (maximum of 3)&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;laptop&lt;/span&gt; b) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;slip-on shoes from ARTWORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;there you have it. i tag Merie, Patt and CJ.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-1043483564427743831?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/1043483564427743831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=1043483564427743831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1043483564427743831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1043483564427743831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-again.html' title='tagged.. again'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-7351945075511797639</id><published>2008-12-17T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:49:02.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>[untitled]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry i just can't think of any title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my mother's birthday. it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hackin&lt;/span&gt;' day at school. earlier, i decided not to blog about this, but i changed my mind. i was expected by my mom to go home by about 5pm, but because of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hackin&lt;/span&gt;' "school activity", i got home before 10pm. yeah right... like, how long was that?! i almost didn't have the chance to go home because we students we're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suprisingly&lt;/span&gt; required to attend a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;necrological&lt;/span&gt; service... FOR SOMEONE WE DON'T EVEN KNOW! so, i found out during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;necro&lt;/span&gt; service, that she was a former library administrator of the school. but, what matters is i don't even know her! and it's my mother's birthday...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; she's still alive, and they are prohibiting me to go home! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aish&lt;/span&gt;. i really can't understand why i have to attend to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; wake. i desperately want to go home, but the dean told us we could if my parents would go pick us up, but that's after the service. and the service starts at 7pm! gladly, my father agreed. it's just frustrating that i was expecting to get home by 9 or 9:30, but we got home just before 10pm. it definitely sucks. i kind of hated this day, and yet i didn't because it's my mother,'s my friend's and Manny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pacquiao's&lt;/span&gt; birthday [latter part not true].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also didn't want to end this day with a bad mood, so i just enjoyed myself with so much food to eat at home! i was so happy that i thanked my mom for all the food, and even requested that she cook again that "food" [can't remember what it's called] for Christmas day. i liked it so much. and i am so, so thankful because the ice cream flavor was... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CHOCO&lt;/span&gt; HAZELNUT BROWNIE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go, there's still school tomorrow... or should i say later. =)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-7351945075511797639?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/7351945075511797639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=7351945075511797639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/7351945075511797639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/7351945075511797639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/untitled.html' title='[untitled]'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-6223358417423728617</id><published>2008-12-12T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:38:47.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>happy lying on the hospital bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one more week and it's Christmas break! i'm really happy, knowing that there are only a few more days before Christmas. it's my favorite time of the year. but, i might not be expecting a very happy Christmas this year because of some family matters. i pray everything will be over, and so our joyful bonding should not suffer. i don't want to be stuck on all these negative things. let's get it on with the brighter side of life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is such a surprise when i got home from school. i really did not totally expect it.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my parents cleaned my bedroom! &lt;/span&gt;at first i did not know what should be my initial reaction, but then when the news hit all corners of my brain... i felt a little embarrassed. like who wouldn't be anyways?! if you only know how my room looked like, you would never thought it was a girl's room [yes... i knew that, i just blackmailed myself]. so, it was all tidy and clean, no more papers and books left on my desk. no more clothes left on the corner of my bed. no more things left lying on the floor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO MORE MESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and there's something i just can't figure out how and why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my room smells like a hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know why, and neither do my parents... but i think it's okay. i think it's cool. my room smells antisepticy. well, that's how it is right now, and i really am so thankful to my parents for doing such an exhausting task to do. again... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;i love you both.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[awww]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-6223358417423728617?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/6223358417423728617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=6223358417423728617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6223358417423728617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6223358417423728617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-lying-on-hospital-bed.html' title='happy lying on the hospital bed'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-3935877772793748922</id><published>2008-12-10T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:53:29.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten facts about me'/><title type='text'>twilighted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i just watched twilight earlier this afternoon. my brother got a 3gpp format [cellphone format] of the movie from his classmate. it was a little blurred, but not too much. i still managed to finish the whole movie. it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way... i am about to inform you of ten facts about me! yay! [i was tagged by gen and chiui]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rules&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 1. Each blogger must post these rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 3. Bloggers that are tagged needs to write ten things about their selves and post these rules . you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 4. Don`t forget to leave them a comment telling them they`ve been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i hate lizards. they hackin' freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;2. i don't know anything about my eldest brother's childhood. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;3. when i apply a lotion mosquito repellant, my palms become sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;4. i hate the fact that i'm allergic to sunburn. [particularly on my face]&lt;br /&gt;5. my favorite cartoon characters are spongebob squarepants and nakahara sunako... which are total opposites.&lt;br /&gt;6. usually, it takes 2 or 3 weeks before i cut my nails. i always forget to use nail clippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. i know the weirdest person on earth - my eldest brother.&lt;br /&gt;8. when i was in highschool, i was considering to be a politician. i hated the kind of system of our nation's government.&lt;br /&gt;9. i never liked afternoon tv drama shows. they make me feel sleepy. they never got me interested.&lt;br /&gt;10. i slightly had an OCD-ic behvior before, which i just noticed lately before starting college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 persons tagged me. does that mean i have to post 20 facts about me? oh! never mind. if you wanted to know more about me, just comment me. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-3935877772793748922?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/3935877772793748922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=3935877772793748922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3935877772793748922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3935877772793748922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilighted.html' title='twilighted'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5106199281646665717</id><published>2008-12-07T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:11:19.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on marky cielo&apos;s death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another realization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freakish'/><title type='text'>sunday, bloody sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"i can't believe the news today..." - PARAMORE, Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were on our way home from church, we were talking about some things about school and all.. then my cousin said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei:&lt;/span&gt; marky cielo is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kjam, Kmitch and i:&lt;/span&gt; WEH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't know.. my classmate just sent me a text message about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; (silently thinking what could be the cause of death)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kmitch:&lt;/span&gt; it maybe just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;what was the cause of death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei: &lt;/span&gt;they said they have not known the real cause yet. they said he was asleep and he never woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kmitch:&lt;/span&gt; huh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bangungot&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; what? just like Rico Yan?! (thingking: what is he?... on drugs too?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it was really shocking. i can't believe it at first, and it made feel a little scared. when we got home that night, my cousin confirmed the news by checking the internet. i don't know why it was scary... i mean, i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; ready to die. not that i want to die! i know i've been living my life now to serve my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, so i'm sure of where i'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his death just got me thinking... could he have known Jesus? has he accepted Him as his Lord and Savior? his death just reminded me of being thankful again, that i'm assured of my salvation. his death made me appreciate God even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5106199281646665717?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5106199281646665717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5106199281646665717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5106199281646665717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5106199281646665717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='sunday, bloody sunday'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5081111980560031130</id><published>2008-11-22T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:49:37.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;introducing my changed blog! HAHAHAHA! i'd never thought that would be so fast. i was expecting that it would take me weeks before i could change everything. well, so this my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[kinda]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; hard work all finished. thanks to my new favorite color, i had a great idea for a new blog name. i named it REDeemed because i wanted to use this blog as an instrument of making known God's love to others, so i am to dedicate this blog to HIM who has redeemed me. as what chiui has said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is worth blogging for...&lt;/span&gt;". i'll soon be changing the color of my cbox. that's all for now. my parents are forcing me to get off my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5081111980560031130?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5081111980560031130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5081111980560031130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5081111980560031130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5081111980560031130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/11/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-8503960266213762802</id><published>2008-11-21T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:34:48.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>changed [so far...]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i already changed the color of my blog, but i haven't changed the name and the URL. i haven't thought of a new name yet. probably, this would take me so much time again. maybe i'll start making a new header right before i could have a new blog name. by the way... chiui, my bestfriend, recommended that i watch videos of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;domo&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.veoh.com/channels/Domonation"&gt;veoh&lt;/a&gt;. domo is really cute. try watching it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-8503960266213762802?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/8503960266213762802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=8503960266213762802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8503960266213762802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8503960266213762802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/11/changed-so-far.html' title='changed [so far...]'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-1675026182688881799</id><published>2008-11-19T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:21:24.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>plans of changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have been planning to do some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;since i go home now every Wednesdays, i have decided to also publish a post on Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will change the name of my blog, and eventually the URL and header [of course]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will switch to red! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will try to update my friendster blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will change my hair color to red.. nah! i can't do that... in my dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will buy a notebook for a journal, then maybe publish some of my entries. so when i go home i don't have to think of a past experience or topic [for soooooo long]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;those are my plans for now, and so i must decide on which matter to pursue. i may not be able to post something for the next two weeks because of our preliminary exams next week, and so much more requirements to be passed for the other week. i have a lot to be busy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for this time. it's still early so i might post another one later. GBU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-1675026182688881799?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/1675026182688881799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=1675026182688881799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1675026182688881799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1675026182688881799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/11/plans-of-changes.html' title='plans of changes'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-1633982880076043397</id><published>2008-11-19T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:53:56.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paramore addiction'/><title type='text'>the twilight fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's so strange for me that the twilight fever is so epidemic. i mean, for me the plot is already a cliche. a vampire is interested in a girl, and eventually thay fall in love with each other. then, she decides to be a vampire.... and then all the 'kilig' scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, but i did not mean to offend the twilight fans. that was just my opinion. it was only one person's opinion. i may not want to read the series, but i totally love Paramore's song in the movie's soundtrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decode - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Hayley's voice, and i definitely love her hair. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RADIANT RED. red is definitely my type of color right now. HAHA. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-1633982880076043397?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/1633982880076043397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=1633982880076043397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1633982880076043397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/1633982880076043397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-fever.html' title='the twilight fever'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-222327974413752064</id><published>2008-11-15T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:52:13.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from-me-to-you'/><title type='text'>what to do when you're sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;soooo.... how's your day? how 'bout your week? uhm.. the month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. anyways, i got these amazing tips to alter your emo intentions into joyful sunshines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[i honestly did not understand this phrase]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but, here they are!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray&lt;/span&gt;. [duh!] that should be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anyone should do. it should not be our last resort. God will always listen, He's always there waiting for us to tell Him about those that make us sad.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read the Bible&lt;/span&gt;. look for God's wonderful promises in the Scriptures. i'll give you one to cheer you up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The LORD hears his people when they call to Him for help. He rescues them from all their troubles.&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; He rescues those who are crushed in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 Psalm 34: 17-18 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release&lt;/span&gt;. go find someone you can talk to, someone you trust. it could be your friend or one of your parents or siblings. IT COULD BE ANYONE! anyone who [you are sure of] would not give a wrong/bad advice.&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Record&lt;/span&gt;. this depends on you. i like writing/blogging about what i want to say or what i feel. it sometimes help to not worry and eventually forget of a problem or a bad day. once it's written or published, it's already out of my mind&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch&lt;/span&gt;. watch hilarious videos from the internet. here are some links to my favorite, funny youtube-ers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/Fred"&gt;Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/happyslip"&gt;HappySlip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/smosh"&gt;Smosh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/nigahiga"&gt;Niga Higa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/liamshow"&gt;liamkylesullivan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/talibong1"&gt;talibong1&lt;/a&gt;'s ilonggo versions of Troy and The 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATEVER THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;now, this totally depends on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if nail-clipping makes you happy... then go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;God bless! hope i made you at least a little happy!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/happyslip"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/happyslip"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/happyslip"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-222327974413752064?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/222327974413752064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=222327974413752064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/222327974413752064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/222327974413752064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-to-do-when-youre-sad.html' title='what to do when you&apos;re sad'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-830644507903761731</id><published>2008-11-14T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:53:34.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>i'm so sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lately, i've been feeling so lazy about almost everything [even blogging.. which explains why i don't blog that much these days], but that honestly does not include my church ministries. i like it when it's sunday. i feel free at church, only thinking about what activities we are having on that day. but, anywhere that is not the church just makes me feel sick again. feeling sick about everything. at home and at school. i just can't concentrate because of crappy family matters. yeah. i'm beginning to hate home, but i don't want hate to totally consume me. that's bad, so i always remind myself to monitor my emotions. they could lead me into something bad, or maybe to a much worse situation. i almost don't know where home is... i know for sure that this is not good, so i always pray that God would restore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; joy in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like people who are totally inconsiderate. it's just so unfortunate that there are those kind of people at home. it's pissing me off. they just think of what they want for themselves. it hurts me to know that they're part of my [extended] family. i am struggling with the fact that they hurt those i dearly love, and that i still have to show them that i love and care for them. it's just sad that it is so unfair. but, that's how it is. that is how God wanted it to happen. i can't go against His plans, and remembering the fact that i could not go against it. i feel like i'm trying to be God, like doing a selfless sacrifice. don't worry... those people are definitely not my parents and my brothers [i love them.. that's for sure], they're part of our extended family. some of them does things that really hurt me, but i can't do anything but to still show love for them. i can't do anything, but to leave this problem to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-830644507903761731?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/830644507903761731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=830644507903761731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/830644507903761731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/830644507903761731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-sick.html' title='i&apos;m so sick'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-4670682838263516034</id><published>2008-10-11T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:37:59.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>semestral break?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's the end of the first week of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;semestral&lt;/span&gt; break. haven't you noticed?... it's a little early than usual. actually... IT'S TOO EARLY THAN USUAL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sigh&gt; honestly, i feel so tired whenever i think of this early break. it feels as if i just took a break to take home all my stuff from school to home, then after 2 weeks... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be bringing all of them back to school. i think everything is so untimely. i think we [&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Febias&lt;/span&gt; students, faculty and staff] are the only ones in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Phillipines&lt;/span&gt; enjoying [are we?] a break right now! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there's a lot in my mind that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been planning to do this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;. break, but i think most of them will not be accomplished. i just hope we get a good schedule this coming semester. time is so fast. another semester and i am already a sophomore student. man, the days are passing so, so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last year i was only a naive college new-comer... another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;., and it's already my 3rd year in college! gosh, everything is so fast now- so fast and instant. what's gonna happen in the near future? i really am not ready for that yet. so, i left the thinking and planning to God. man, this only shows that life is short. it is SO short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-4670682838263516034?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/4670682838263516034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=4670682838263516034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/4670682838263516034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/4670682838263516034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/10/semestral-break.html' title='semestral break?'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-517880838157508237</id><published>2008-08-16T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:21:32.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freakish'/><title type='text'>subliminal messaging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;i had these weird dreams last two weekends [Fridays]. they really freak me out whenever i try to recall them. before having those dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Friday night, i watched two of my favorite shows on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. the first one is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; [Crime Scene Investigation: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas], and the next is Criminal Minds. These are the only shows i look forward to on watching when at home. i liked these kind of shows since i was in first year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt; [as far as i could remember]. when the show starts, i get so caught up with them that i would really try not to miss everything, and would wait for the commercials to get off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and go to the CR or do what i had to do. so, i had watched one of the specials of Criminal Minds. i think that was almost a month already. that was a two-part special episode. the story goes like this: there was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;unsub&lt;/span&gt; [unknown subject or suspect] who kills for an unknown reason also. his victims are a variety, he chooses different kinds of people, which makes it more difficult to know who would be his next victim/s. he kills and records it on video at the same time. then, posts it on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, on a particular website. he leaves one seemingly illogical clue in the crime scenes: a page ripped off a Bible which has a specific verse highlighted. the only signal of his killing is when someone calls on the 911 and tells the operator of the address, which would be so illogical because 911 would immediately know where you are calling from. it turns out that this person was schizophrenic who broke down because of the death of his legalistic, dogmatic, out-of-context-interpreter-of-the-Bible father. the father made him an outlet of anger towards his mother, who went away with another man. as soon as that happened the father started to become "ultra-religious", preaching about the Bible. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unsub&lt;/span&gt; has these bad memories of his father "religiously" disciplining him. and when his father died, he kind of acquired his father "holy" personality. so, he starts monitoring people who do bad whom he calls "sinners". that's where he gets the reason to kill people. if they continue to do much "evil" things, then he goes and kills them...Bible-based! yeah, so he thinks his doing the right thing. especially he has another personality...an angel named, Rafael. it's freaking weird. sometimes, he has different tones of voice when he calls 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't tell anymore the horrid things he did to his victims. it's really, really freaking, hacking weird. so, after watching this two-part special, i had a very strange dream. the dream goes like this... it was dark, it was already closing to midnight. i was in some place, a town in the city maybe. there were apartment-like buildings, and i was there at front sitting beside one of my former closest cousins. at first i did not know why we were there, so i asked him. he silently answered, "the vampires are there...in the buildings. better be careful." i stood up, he gave me this stick [or was it a spear?], something for a weapon. the next thing i knew i was already so close by the walls of the buildings, hiding... like it was another scene. it felt like it was the climax and then i was feeling scared and cautious, and then.... i got awake. it was i think about 2 in the morning. i was so freaked out, but i easily went asleep then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this other dream i had was also after watching an episode of Criminal Minds. this one was more shocking. the dream goes like this... i was in some kind of gathering. some kind of conference, i don't know what about. i see myself talking with a group of people, whom i don't know in reality. then, someone comes. someone every person in the place knew, and they were all looking at him. suddenly, those who were with me started to talk about him. they said he was a Satanist. man, that made me scared! and i started to stare at the guy... and it seemed like he looked back at me. then, the next scene, everyone was like running for their lives, so i run too. i went into this building, it looks like it's so old. looks like a place potential-setting for a horror movie scene. it was all dark, and i was running. i felt then that someone was trying to catch up with me. i tried to look back, only to find out that there were many other Satanists, or evil spirits i think. they were like ghosts when i saw them running. i tried to hide in a room, i sat down and hugged my knees, i closed my eyes and waited for silence. when there was silence, i went out of the room and i cautiously and carefully walked through the hall, looking for a way out of the building. then i suddenly saw the other people running, so i followed them, and we all finally got out of the building. it was a relief to be in their company. we all knew when to run for our lives again. it was not dark outside anymore, and there was silence all over the place. like everyone was still in a state of shock. the next scene, i saw myself walking on the street, it's getting late, it's getting dark outside... but suddenly, darkness was creeping in quick, fast.. people are running for their lives again. so, i went inside a house.. i think. surprisingly, inside the house were some of my classmates from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt;. they seem at ease, just sitting by the table, laughing and talking with each other. so, i sat with them and talked, and then... i woke up. all i can say was, "weird...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-517880838157508237?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/517880838157508237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=517880838157508237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/517880838157508237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/517880838157508237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/08/subliminal-messaging.html' title='subliminal messaging'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-6914556331091035411</id><published>2008-08-09T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:19:42.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another realization'/><title type='text'>I Have A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;I Have A Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend I'd never thought I'd have&lt;br /&gt;She inspired me, painted new colors to my life&lt;br /&gt;Brought out the best in me, made me feel more alive&lt;br /&gt;She's the best friend, the friend I truly loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then one came and made me realize&lt;br /&gt;That there's only one friend&lt;br /&gt;Anyone should ever have&lt;br /&gt;The One who came to give us eternal lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know this Real Bestfriend, from me,&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever rob&lt;br /&gt;For in His family, He made me a part&lt;br /&gt;And now this Friend, named Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Be forever in my HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-6914556331091035411?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/6914556331091035411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=6914556331091035411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6914556331091035411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6914556331091035411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-friend.html' title='I Have A Friend'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-3342462695824646691</id><published>2008-07-25T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:19:16.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another realization'/><title type='text'>God is so Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;days ago, i just received a very, very, very, VERY good news! yeah. so, i just can't tell you because it's so confidential. HAHA. i am just so happy. well, it goes something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend received a text message.&lt;br /&gt;she looked worried.&lt;br /&gt;i approached her.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"read this."&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;it felt like i had a mild stroke.&lt;br /&gt;i was calm.&lt;br /&gt;she was worried.&lt;br /&gt;maybe panicky.&lt;br /&gt;i told her not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;that we should not jump into conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;that she should be calm and try not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;it was kind of hard trying not to.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling it too.&lt;br /&gt;i never told her.&lt;br /&gt;but i know at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i was also worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to find a way out. i knew we could. the news just sank in. God gave the way out. it was strange. just when we were feeling so confused, then God was already our topic. we were then reminded of God's sovereignty. now that was cool. we'd never thought we'd be talking about that, but God just didn't want us to worry too much. at that time, we were then realizing God's unmeasurable love and grace. it was amazing. we started thinking how God has worked so good in our lives. not knowing, we forgot about the surprising text message. we felt so grateful and appreciative. it was mind boggling. talking about God would really make you crazy. His ways are so incomprehensible. He's just... so GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;and then yesterday... there came the whole story of the surprising text message.&lt;br /&gt;it was unbelievable, but we knew it was all in God's plan. it was a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was joy in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;there will always be joy in the heart of that text message sender.&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends, and i'll always be even more happier when they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;God is just soooooooooooooooooooooooo GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-3342462695824646691?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/3342462695824646691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=3342462695824646691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3342462695824646691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3342462695824646691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/07/god-is-so-good.html' title='God is so Good!'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-7763034811007462962</id><published>2008-07-10T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:18:15.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voc-&apos;odd&apos;-bulary'/><title type='text'>blog-jog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i get to blog earlier this week because we don't have classes tomorrow. the WHOLE city of Valenzuela is off duty tomorrow, 'cause it's Valenzuela Day... which only means that our Faculty and Staff is also off duty. no one can ever say that it's unfair. ask our nation's President and you'll only get scared. she says it's an official holiday. and so, the FCB students will all shout, "HOORAY!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*i, unknowingly, had just made a one-stanza poem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[starting from the third sentence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anyways, since we don't have classes tomorrow... i was just thinking if i could go blog-jog tomorrow. you know.. blog-jog? everyone knows that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok... so, i did made a new 'word' again. i'm kind of bored so i made a new term for 'blog-hopping'. i called it - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blog-jog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, to jog along blogs. cute, eh? i just think it's too normal. i'm not used to normal things, and i think it's just time to make an innovation. what i'm trying to say is that we,  my co-bloggers, must show the world that blogging is not just another 'online' thingummyjig. it's not just an 'online diary'... a blog is different and will always be different from a diary. no one ever lets other people read his/her diary, and a blog is always accessible through the internet, which means anywhere in this world! anyone could read it, and you can never make a blog so private. a blog is for everyone to read, and you can't just prohibit people from checking out your blog. for me, i'd be even more happy if people would read from my blog... it's a privilege y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so, let's all try to be creative and innovative... whatever we may be doing. let's do our best in everything. especially CHRISTIAN BLOGGERS like me! so, we have to put at least a double effort in this. even though there may be only a few who knows or reads your blog, you must let others see (from your blogs!) that a Christian is always different from others. let us show the world our changed lives... even by just the way we are using our blogs. fellow bloggers, let's make a difference in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;now, think... how can your blog make a difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-7763034811007462962?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/7763034811007462962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=7763034811007462962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/7763034811007462962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/7763034811007462962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-jog.html' title='blog-jog'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5204255069498386904</id><published>2008-07-04T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:55:00.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voc-&apos;odd&apos;-bulary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>privileged and problem-edged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this school year is truly quite so busy. i have this wonderful news for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;  color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GOT A SCHOLARSHIP AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;last semester [2nd sem., yr. 07-08]  i also had a scholarship because i was included in the Dean's list [1st sem.]. i was one of the students granted with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FULL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; scholarships because of our good academic performances. a full scholarship is a sponsorship of tuition fees where everything on your tuition fee bills will be paid, including a whole semester's consumed food in the school's canteen... in short you get to study and eat for free! cool huh? so, this year i was again granted a full scholarship, even though i was not actually included in the Dean's list last semester. but, God has given me this privilege so that [maybe] i will even more do good in my studies. i'm a self-confessed procrastinator and i honestly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; want to change that bad study habit into something that is a beneficial study habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i maybe privileged to have this scholarship without being included in last sem.'s Dean's list but i know i still have the possibility of being problem-edged again because of this scholarship. these scholarships are accompanied by school works, i am referring to non-academic works here. to have a scholarship is like being a "working student". this "work" is what the school calls, GRATIS... it's a work a student has to do as a response of his gratitude for the sponsorship he received. so, last year i had this variety of works in the library and i almost did not graduate from BBC because i had a lot of hours to make-up to. the library administrator would not sign on my clearance unless i have finished all those hours... and it was killing me! i had to make up for as much as 22 hours of work [i cannot remember the exact number of hours]. man! i don't want that to happen this school year and i don't want to spend my summer vacation there just to make-up for work and have my clearance late from being signed by the school president and be late for just lacking one FREAKING signature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;there... i have released all those bitterness i had, and i'll try not to have that bitterness back inside of me that is letting me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i promised God i will do my best this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i have no other thing to do, but to thank God for this scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5204255069498386904?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5204255069498386904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5204255069498386904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5204255069498386904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5204255069498386904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/07/privrleged-and-problem-edged.html' title='privileged and problem-edged'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-8347841372595042486</id><published>2008-06-23T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:13:32.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>long time no blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's been so long since i have updated. i think it was for about 3 weeks already. i was too busy for school stuff and other matters at home. our classes actually started so early this school year..say, the second day of June. yeah. it kind of sucks, huh? i was excited anyways... cause this year, i'll be an official college student! what do i mean about that? it's kinda hard to explain, but i'll do my best. well, i'm actually attending a Bible college. anyone knows FEBIAS College of Bible?? that's where i study. at FCB, they have this different kind of curriculum. every student who would like to study there would study for 5 years [except if he/she has credited subjects]. there is a one year course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;which everyone has to take before you could major on a particular course. the course is called BBC or Basic Bible Course, a one year foundational course. there..got it? anyone interested should send me an e-mail. &gt;back to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;topic!&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. now, i'm a Freshman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;student, Bachelor of Arts in Theology, Major in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Missions [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ABTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-MISIONS]. oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so, i've been busy in so many homework and again... matters at home. my grandmother is sick, bed-ridden and demands so much attention from us, her family members. i'm asking for your prayers, and i'm needing financial support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SECOND PART- NOT TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haha. just taking chances. no, i'm just joking. this is my e-mail address- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hellok8y@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. anyone interested with my school [not interested in ME!], e-mail me or add me up in your messenger. thanks again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-8347841372595042486?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/8347841372595042486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=8347841372595042486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8347841372595042486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/8347841372595042486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-blogging.html' title='long time no blogging'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5119828112455198224</id><published>2008-05-28T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:05:47.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillsong UNITED Manila &apos;08'/><title type='text'>Hillsong UNITED live in Manila 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Monday, May 26, 2008, 8:00 PM, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Araneta&lt;/span&gt; Coliseum... it was every Christian's awaited event in this year's  summer vacation. it was one thing that would sure top the lists of their vacation highlights. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not that certain but, it sure topped mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; never thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be able to go to. i got a ticket for free! yeah... i mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;. actually, it was a birthday gift, you never receive gifts and pay for them because they're free, right? anyway, i thank those who gave me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ROCKIN&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;gift, and i thank God for them! it was not only a concert, it's such a great opportunity of praising and worshiping God together with other Christians... and especially, together with [some of] the cast of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt; UNITED. it was awesome. GOD IS AWESOME! man, we sang a lot of songs and one thing i know for sure... you will really feel God's presence inside the coliseum. everyone was so... was.. so... so CRAZY FOR JESUS! everyone was so alive, you can feel the joy of the people singing and jumping in praising the Lord. even Joel Houston, one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;UNITED's&lt;/span&gt; members, was amazed with how the people being so enthusiastic and all, just so crazy for Jesus. he said that he will share at home [Australia] how the people of the Philippines were so excited in worship. he prayed for the country and it was something inspiring. i pray God will do more in their lives, and that they can go to even more different countries to cater their spiritual thirsts, inspire more youth and adults alike in sharing God's love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to summarize all this, it was an awesome experience and i can't wait for their next concert/worship here in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to see you there.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5119828112455198224?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5119828112455198224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5119828112455198224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5119828112455198224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5119828112455198224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/05/hillsong-united-live-in-manila-2008.html' title='Hillsong UNITED live in Manila 2008'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5216046584597640710</id><published>2008-05-25T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:04:14.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freakish'/><title type='text'>this freakin' day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;we came from church at about 6 PM, my cellphone has low battery, it's 6:30 and my charger won't cooperate and does not charge, and i still did not have the chance of charging it [until now] because... even the USB port of this laptop i'm currently using won't recognize my cellphone. of course, it is not charging my battery. then, the DSL did not connect automatically as it was expected to. it was not also that cooperative. it made me  enable the Local Area Connection. man, my father was getting ready to be angry thinking that the DSL thingummyjig was already broken. i had to look at the Network Connections of the computer, there were three connections right there. first was the Wireless Connection (AKA Wi-fi), second... i really don't know what that is for but was already connected, and third was the Local Area Connection. i had to think what's missing and i also checked on the wiring, they are all in the right place. so, that's when i figured out that i should then enable the third connection. everything has been irritating me. my charger won't work, i want to go online and the computer does not connect to the internet, and my cellphone cannot be freakin' charged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CHARGER IS DRIVING ME CRAZY! and i don't want my day be ruined by only a FREAKIN' charger that doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially, tomorrow night is the Hillsongs UNITED concert... and i'll be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5216046584597640710?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5216046584597640710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5216046584597640710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5216046584597640710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5216046584597640710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-freakin-day.html' title='this freakin&apos; day'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-904648271538160390</id><published>2008-05-21T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:00:04.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>happy birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it is my birthday today, but i had felt like it was my birthday since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Monday, my parents said we should go to the mall for our last family-bonding-trip before school starts. i was a bit hesitant because i was enjoying editing pictures on the internet when they were telling us to get ready. i almost insisted on not going, but i won't have anything to eat for dinner if i stay home. when i was going to my room, after having the computer shut down, my father said that we should hurry. i jokingly asked why... and he surprised me by saying that we we're going out because he'll treat me for my birthday. wow! "are you serious?", i questioned. then, i asked another question that had me excited... "would you buy me new clothes?". he kind of felt like answering 'YES' would make me hurry and get ready. of course he had no choice, he had to say yes. so, that's it. i instantly had a new pair of pants. HAHAHAHAHA. that was not an evil laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every Tuesday by 7:30PM at church, some of us, church-members gather up for a prayer meeting. we had to go to Bacoor, Cavite [church location] as early as 3PM or so because of that [plate] number coding for that day. before heading to the place where our church is, we went to the mall that is so close from it. i thought we we're only going there because of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda&lt;/span&gt;, but my father said that we are going to buy cake. he said we'll treat the attendees of the prayer meeting, and that it was my birthday blow-out. so after the meeting, we all ate the cake. now, at the same day, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt; who was coming from California, US, is arriving at about 11PM. she was actually supposed to have come home by March, but she got confined for intermittent times that she only had the chance of going home by May. we missed her so much, and i am really happy that she will be home the day before my birthday. i was feeling so excited and i think that my 17th birthday is so far, the happiest birthday of my life. at the time, she got in the car, she was in so much pain. she said that she feels like she's being stabbed by a knife. as much as she wants to hurry going home, we still had to wait for her luggages.  it was too much for me, and i cannot bear hearing her to be in so much pain. by the time we were heading home, i felt that i had to go use the comfort room. i had no choice but to hold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;in. i can't demand to have a pit-stop, or should i say... pee-stop, my grandmother is demanding that we go home, RAPIDO! so i had to sit up straight. i was having a really hard time when the road goes bumpy.&lt;br /&gt;we got home by 1AM, May 21! it's already my birthday! i had to run to the toilet... and "aaah...". man, i felt like i was even more happier beyond the fact that it was already my birthday. it was really funny. i can't say i was excited, but i can't sleep. i got to sleep before 3AM, woke up by pass 7AM... and i feel sick. it didn't even felt like it is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's Wednesday. May 21, the actual birthday. there are no actual plans of a party, and it was something like "just another family gathering". yeah... there were greetings, but it still doesn't feel like it's my birthday. i wasn't expecting too much. of course, gifts are still welcomed [with arms WIDE-OPENED!]. haha. anyways, i really had a great day, and is so much thankful to God for those people who remembered, and for another year of serving Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-904648271538160390?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/904648271538160390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=904648271538160390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/904648271538160390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/904648271538160390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthdays.html' title='happy birthdays!'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5712344966399344947</id><published>2008-05-08T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:58:11.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clearing things up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[explanation of my last statement from my previous post.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the statemnt doesn't necessarily mean that you have to try &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;.it doesn't apply to every aspect.i meant it in a good way. something to have in mind when you're doing things for good or for the better, not for the worst or for something that would get you in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and, one last thing.... it's best to have it in mind when doing things for the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5712344966399344947?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5712344966399344947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5712344966399344947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5712344966399344947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5712344966399344947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/05/clearing-things-up.html' title='clearing things up...'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-6077954716029312289</id><published>2008-05-05T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:57:16.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another realization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><title type='text'>VBS '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;last week, April 28-May 2, was our church's VBS [Vacation Bible School]. it was sure a blast! there were so many kids who attended, and we all know that they've learned a lot about our God and have surely enjoyed. it was exhausting and yet it was something that still made us all happy. i was a bit shocked though. ha! my class has the biggest number of all the class levels- very tiring. there are 6 class levels, and mine was the second youngest class, ages 5-6. those kids definitely have unlimited energy. it's like every single day of the VBS week, those kids have sucked up my energy... and my VOICE! [almost]. before i narrate all that's happened, here are the age groups and the total number of kids who attended the VBS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Class Level = Ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Preschool = 3-4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kindergarten = 5-6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Primary = 7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Middlers = 9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;5th &amp;amp; 6th = 11-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Teens = 13 &amp;amp; up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total Number of Attendees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Monday = 55&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday = 76&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wednesday = 70&lt;br /&gt;Thursday = 80&lt;br /&gt;Friday = 73&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we had planned not to accept anymore new attendees by Wednesday, but it was not possible. we can't just let those new kids go home and tell them, "sorry, you'll have to go home. we're not accepting late attendees anymore." it was hard to reject them, you see... we're doing it for the Lord and we shouldn't be the ones to hinder them from hearing His words. so, that's why my class gets bigger and bigger everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/Ayg1rxlXGc/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Ayg1rxlXGc.jpg" width="513" height="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/1wI6rWBxka/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="width: 522px; height: 406px;" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/1wI6rWBxka.jpg" width="525" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[practicing the songs...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/R9pzp1Y3T8/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="width: 531px; height: 412px;" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/R9pzp1Y3T8.jpg" width="538" height="410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/hn7WPJw-4c/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="width: 538px; height: 398px;" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/hn7WPJw-4c.jpg" width="534" height="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/FRC-7tFOlz/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="width: 537px; height: 402px;" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/FRC-7tFOlz.jpg" width="533" height="411" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[craft preparations]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/-jC-_hYYV3/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="width: 533px; height: 404px;" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/-jC-_hYYV3.jpg" width="548" height="410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[we had a mini parade at JDMV a day before]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/HWa2QJ48vz/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/HWa2QJ48vz.jpg" width="536" height="411" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i know...it is blurred]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/0vTTf49/photo/DNn8eB354P/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="width: 540px; height: 399px;" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/DNn8eB354P.jpg" width="539" height="406" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[i and &lt;a href="http://chiui.voidskies.net/"&gt;chiui&lt;/a&gt; were also puppeteers]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monday, i had 15 students and we're actually expecting only 9 to come. God sure does love to surprise His children! then, Tuesday, it became 18. 18 little children, and 1 main teacher [and that would be me, who mostly does the talking and scolding] and 2 assistants... actually, it wasn't enough. gladly, that night we had a chance of inviting another youth we know to join in assisting some of the teachers at VBS. and so, she was assigned in my class. whew. until, Wednesday, my class still grew bigger. It became 20. wow..2 more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;God does love to give a lot, huh. i started questioning why my class keeps getting bigger, but it's bad if i complain.. so i just try to get back on my focus, and think that each of those kids are special in God's eyes. you see, what's the point of complaining if there's no other choice. i can't just push away those kids and make them go home. Thursday, i expected new kids so i'll have no reason to panic about how many activity pages for the kids to color that i would lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;again, there were 2 more, a total of 22 kids. oh yeah! not something to be envied if bragged, but.... I HAVE THE MOST NUMBER OF STUDENTS!!! well, they [other teachers] were already expecting i would again have the biggest number of students that moment i would report in our daily evaluation after the whole period. Friday, my class has decreased a bit... i had 20 students again. at least the last day, i could maybe give a little less effort and scolding than the first 4 days. still, it was in the last day were my patience was very well tested. we have this "graduation" for the attendees at Friday afternoon, and each class would have their chance to show off what they've learned from VBS... maybe a song or act out one of the Bible stories taught. so, i decided that we end our activity earlier than usual that we could practice the song the kids would perform. at the time the kids were practicing, there were 2 boys who keep on distracting one girl who was trying to sing and dance. then, when i scolded them, they stop for a while and get back into annoying that kid. i was terribly angry, but it seems that those 2 could not see that i really am angry. it was strange, i was trying to show them that i'm so angry with what they're doing, and still wouldn't stop. i think that was the hardest thing i did the whole week. maybe what i'm feeling isn't just enough to call it as anger. there, i knew that i had so much patience. that's something i have to thank God for, if not for the long patience... i could have quited being a teacher by Wednesday. it was awesome. it gave a sense of great fulfillment because i honestly didn't like teaching kids and yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i have learned so much from that awesome experience. but, this is something that i will never forget.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you can't say you can't do it, unless you haven't tried doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-6077954716029312289?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/6077954716029312289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=6077954716029312289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6077954716029312289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6077954716029312289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/05/vbs-08.html' title='VBS &apos;08'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-3937699078857200551</id><published>2008-04-20T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:48:38.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not over it yet..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;... and i think i won't. this Oprah religion is really getting on my nerves. it's just so sad that she's helping the dark forces to lead people into hell. to those who have seen the video linked at my previous post, i think she wasn't a Christian even before she was involved in that New Age thingy.  she said she was attending a Baptist church before, then was confused when the minister said that 'God is  jealous.' if she was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; Christian, she would understand that, but she didn't. so it's clear that Oprah does not read the Bible. she would have known why God would be jealous. and the Bible says that God is only jealous to His &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;children &lt;/span&gt;(Christians) who have begin worship other gods. God cannot be jealous with Oprah... she even denied Him in one episode of her show [you can look for the video in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;.. can't remember the exact title. try typing: Oprah denies God]. also, if she was confused, she should have asked that minister. man, it won't hurt to ask. i just pray, that falsehood she promoted would be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; asking everyone who have read this and the post before this, please do help. just click on the link and copy the code from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; and embed the video to your website, blog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;, and every account you have where you can embed. again, thank you very much. may God bless you even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-3937699078857200551?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/3937699078857200551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=3937699078857200551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3937699078857200551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3937699078857200551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-over-it-yet.html' title='i&apos;m not over it yet..'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-3646253525422932437</id><published>2008-04-18T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:47:56.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from-me-to-you'/><title type='text'>WARNING: Oprah is bad...very bad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;she's dangerous... to be exact. she's trying to lead millions and millions of people into hell! man, if you know this online class/book club she's been promoting, don't you ever join that. you see, she likes this new book about New Age religion.. where this author named, Eckhart Tolle, ruined Christian doctrines and probably made wrong interpretations of some of the Scriptures. it honestly makes me feel upset that they influence so many people into their so called "spirituality". if you feel the same way as i do.. please help stop this growing "church" of theirs. we can help by doing this two simple ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt; first, of course.. we should pray about it. let's pray for those Christians who know other Christians that have been reading or joining in with the online classes. let's ask God to give them the courage and wisdom to explain to them that this "spirituality" would only lead them away from God. and also, let's pray for those who do not have a personal relationship with God, that there will be time that their eyes be opened to the real truth and the only truth, which is the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b. &lt;/span&gt;second, you can help by clicking into the link below and embedding this video from Youtube, to your blog, website, friendster, myspace, multiply, or any other account where you can embed it. as we all know, the internet is the fastest way to reach the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JW4LLwkgmqA"&gt;the church of Oprah exposed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;please do help. thank you very much and God bless you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-3646253525422932437?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/3646253525422932437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=3646253525422932437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3646253525422932437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/3646253525422932437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/warning-oprah-is-badvery-bad.html' title='WARNING: Oprah is bad...very bad!'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-765949187485743874</id><published>2008-04-15T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:47:14.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that new thing over there &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;i and my dearest friend, chiui, has just started a new blog last night. entitled pel and choey. it's all about...hmm, wait... we didn't actually decided on certain things to blog about. so, maybe it's all about the two of us. not exactly about too personal info, but maybe the things and memories we've shared together. and of course the weird ideas, we surely won't be missing to post. i also think we'll be sharing every funny and cool stuff we know and we get from the internet. some rockin' music we're in to. maybe, we'll also be talking about Koreanovelas included in our all time faves. and chiui might be teaching Korean. haha. we'll never know, but she might blog in Korean too. anyways, let's just wait and see where this blog will take us. the link's right there at the side column bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out and see the journey of &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://pelandchoey.blogspot.com"&gt;pel and choey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-765949187485743874?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/765949187485743874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=765949187485743874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/765949187485743874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/765949187485743874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-new-thing-over-there.html' title='that new thing over there &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-6589806137096057250</id><published>2008-04-15T08:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:46:15.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posted on my friendster blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from-me-to-you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2/29/08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voc-&apos;odd&apos;-bulary'/><title type='text'>emo-centric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I noticed that many people today, especially teenagers are so emo-centric. You probably haven't heard of it...yeah, because I just made it up. You know about 'emo', it means "emotional". If you know the concept of how an emo person acts like, then you should have understood emo-centric. Well, these are what I have observed from them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They only talk about much of their hurts than of their joys. Yep, and it's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;2. They always pity themselves when they're hurt, and...&lt;br /&gt;3. They only consider their emotions, and does not usually think of what others feel.&lt;br /&gt;4. They always think first of their emotions when they are to decide on something.&lt;br /&gt;5. They always think of the effects of circumstances with their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;6. They have so much time for crying.&lt;br /&gt;7. They sometimes hurt themselves just to forget of their hurts, but it only makes         the pain feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;8. They like it when their alone.&lt;br /&gt;9. They like listening to sad, whiny songs.&lt;br /&gt;10. They love joining into a pity-party.&lt;br /&gt;11. They feel like everyone's angry with them or no one really likes them.&lt;br /&gt;12. They have few friends...emo friends.&lt;br /&gt;13. Most of them would always wear black-colored clothes.&lt;br /&gt;14. They always have the tendency of committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;15. Their lives are centered in their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That's all I have came up with. I'm no total emo, but I believe that everyone's an emo for some circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-6589806137096057250?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/6589806137096057250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=6589806137096057250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6589806137096057250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6589806137096057250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo-centric.html' title='emo-centric'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-2622695415579635687</id><published>2008-04-13T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:45:46.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dora's Deceiving Destinations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dora sure does fool all those who watch her show... she's really into some freaking imagination. i pity y'all kids who watch "the" show. Dora is just fooling you. all those places in her show, could we really see them when we go to Mexico? will we ever encounter a Spanish-talking toucan? or even a big red hen? how 'bout a magic stick which Dora and her company calls as "El Baston Majico"? do you think there really is that strawberry mountain? or the one she calls as "The Highest Hill"... the one place where the magic stick will work? man,she is one good deceiver. can "The Map" really locate every place you will want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; come to think of it... what if  some kid did have a chance to go there, and looks for all those places. or looks for that "El Baston Majico". then, sees a toucan or any other kind of bird and tries to speak at it in Spanish? what if that kid sees a branch looking all the same as that magic stick, looks for the highest hill and sees one, so that 'the magic stick can do it's trick'. he goes there trying to recite that  rhyme to make the stick work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the stick, the stick, the magic stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the stick will do a magic trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the magic stick will work, it will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but only on the highest hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what now? so he gets frustrated. then flies back home, telling all his friends that Dora's lying. AND SHE IS! doesn't Dora know that going outside the house without even telling her parents is something bad?? well, i think she's putting that bad example up. maybe she does teach Spanish to kids, but she's not teaching children to ask permission from their parents before going somewhere. and, one more thing... doesn't she study at some school? i wish they just made her a Spanish-teaching show. i think that would be better. also, they should have made friends with Swiper and let him join with the adventure. if you do watch, all she does is share somethings to Swiper when she has extras. like that one time when they had cowboy cookies. gosh, Swiper didn't have any friends and does everything so that Dora and Boots would notice him, but they always avoid him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how pitiful is his friendless status. he should have joined Friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   anyways, so much for ranting about Dora's show. if i could do something to stop that show, i sure will! HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &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/1874576431070700109-2622695415579635687?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/2622695415579635687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=2622695415579635687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/2622695415579635687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/2622695415579635687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/doras-deceiving-destinations.html' title='Dora&apos;s Deceiving Destinations'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-2467467627804491257</id><published>2008-04-12T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:44:57.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freakish'/><title type='text'>messed up sleeping patterns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;last night [or should i say kanina lang..] i got to sleep by pass 1 AM. then i got awake by 5:24 AM, and i couldn't sleep so easily that i had to wait for a few minutes. i was asleep again,but i got awake for the second time at 7:24 AM. BUT.. i was still feeling sleepy so i decided to sleep again. finally, i got up from bed by exactly 9 AM. man..my sleeping patterns are messed up BIG time. not only that, i also feel this weird 'morning sickness'. i mean.. sick, dizzy, about to vomit/hurl. whenever i get up from bed, my head instantly hurts so much and i feel dizzy. and my body feels like i've been beaten up. like i was from some fight. it's so weird. my body feels so heavy... so tired. come to think of that, i just woken up, but i feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I FEEL SO TIRED FROM SLEEPING....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  comment me if you experience this kind of syndrome. it so much sucks. i'm starting to hate mornings, but i hate nights all the more. you know that irritating feeling, when you just can't sleep that you feel so bored from waiting to get to sleep. i hate it because it makes me feel wasted. well, i think that's one of the reasons why i get so tired in the morning... trying to sleep, without even feeling sleepy. trying to close my eyes, while it's wide opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  can someone please give me just one sleeping pill? just one so that i could get back to a normal sleeping pattern? gosh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-2467467627804491257?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/2467467627804491257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=2467467627804491257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/2467467627804491257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/2467467627804491257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/messed-up-sleeping-patterns.html' title='messed up sleeping patterns'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5206844086914419375</id><published>2008-04-10T08:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:43:57.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Deo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I was pretty bored the other night. Honestly, i just couldn't sleep. I thought of a song and this was the one that's freshly singing in my mind. Original lyrics by Foo Fighters and remake by Paramore. REMINDER: This isn't based on a true story. The song's embedded at the bottom, play it and sing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Too embarrassing now to blurt it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take your shower then apply it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rexona Confidence, slogan says aloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Used it confidently, seems true as it sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleeves wet as sweat flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's scent fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't the rest of them beat b.o. out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While Rexona's are beaten out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Where's my confidence? That I would doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Use that ugly smell to complain about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleeves wet as sweat flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's effect so jiffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cut out my deo, leaving only stench&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You know my deo, the one that sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleeves wet as sweat flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's never working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleeves drenched, much sweat flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes my deo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's sure deficiency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DsO_qpAD46/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=ff9900&amp;amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;amp;linkColor=cc6600"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DsO_qpAD46/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=ff9900&amp;amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;amp;linkColor=cc6600" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5206844086914419375?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5206844086914419375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5206844086914419375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5206844086914419375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5206844086914419375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-deo.html' title='My Deo'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-4066753361279401250</id><published>2008-04-09T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:39:32.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mall of Asia adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;    Yesterday, my father is bored [apparently, that's what I think], and so are we. Therefore, it is just appropriate that he decides to take us to the Mall. Well, he decided that we go to MOA so that we could meet up with my mother, who would be coming from Bacoor, Cavite.&lt;br /&gt;    Wee! I thought... At least there's someone else with us other than my brothers-Miss Sherwin A. Maybe it will be fun after all. MOA, here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   First off, a treat from Krispy Kreme. I had a Hershey Special Dark Chocolate Donut [courtesy of Miss Sherwin A., a big thanks.]. It was sure sweet and tasty. The National Bookstore was just steps away, and since there was a mall-wide sale... I went to look at the books. I bought one, it was only worth P65. I was pretty happy when we got home. And sadly, I bought a third and last novel of a series. I wasn't frustrated though. It was my fault, I did not care to look inside the book, even if I can. After that, we went around. Literally, to anywhere my father would walk to. We were just following him. We don't have any choice, my mother hasn't arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;   Now, about my mother... this is what I really would never forget about that whole trip. They were asking my mother [of course, through SMS] where she was when she arrived at the mall. This is what she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Mama: In front of the Hyprmart, fronting the big globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I just heard them my brother saying that she was in front of the globe, so I started to ask myself. I thought, "How could she be in front of the globe? Like right by the street?" Well, I was confused. So, we went by Hypermart, knowing that the globe was way far for someone to be fronting the globe. I mean WUUAAAAAEEEEEEY far. That's what happened so we just told her to come by Starbucks, which is by the entrance of the Main Mall. The mall is big and actually, there are two branches of Starbucks. That's when I thought my mother's lost. We were waiting for her for not too long ago. And, man... we almost even had her paged!&lt;br /&gt;   Anyways, she went to the right branch... and we saw her first. She was almost about to enter Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;   Enough of that... we hit the department store. My brother went to look for some shirt to buy, and the rest of us just waited by the section Kultura. That's were you can buy souvenirs like, shirts, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barongs&lt;/span&gt;, necklaces, you know, Philippine made stuff. Shirts that say... MANILA, and many others.. just go see for yourself. We had fun, took pictures of me with a mask looking decoration over my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/-feA6DjHkb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/-feA6DjHkb.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We waited for a little long. Tried shoes and hats on. Laughed at funny looking decors. After all the waiting, we went by the SM Science Discovery Center. We didn't actually went in, the entrance fee is a little too high. So, again we just walked around. For minutes and minutes, and my legs are really hurting already. And we're looking for some place to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda&lt;/span&gt;, then we saw this restaurant. Wow! I unknowingly have my own restaurant! It's a Filipino resto named KKK. Well, not really mine. We have this joke [on me] where I pretend to be "KKK". Me as "KATIE, KOMANG, KUBA". Now, that's how I called it as "my restaurant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/KZJIK1juW3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/KZJIK1juW3.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/GrFUCmlk8V/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/GrFUCmlk8V.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So, as I almost shouted and pointed at it.. I asked if that's where we could eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda&lt;/span&gt;. And they agreed. Waiting for our food to come, we were making fun of each other by taking pictures and warping them. We were like the noisiest inside [almost]. Each of us had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;halo-halo&lt;/span&gt; and they ordered two plates of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pansit Guisado&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/aMUZbin2pI/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/aMUZbin2pI.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I was about to type the ingredients of the good tasting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;halo-halo&lt;/span&gt;, but I'm too lazy to do that right now. After we ate, we were to go home, but suddenly.... someone, whom my parents knew, whom they've not seen for such a long time, whom we siblings do not know, was also there at MOA. "Wee!" for them. They sure look so happy to see each other again. For how we know our parents converse with people they've not seen for so long, they also talk too them for such a long time. Like what I said, we were about to go home. We waited for my parents for almost 2 hours. They were just there standing in the middle of somewhere in the mall. It was so long, the four of us have been to other places already. Oh, and we bought gourmet apples. Those candy frosted [caramel and chocolate], sprinkled apples. They look SWEET and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/tOK_lceEm3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/tOK_lceEm3.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;   THEY HAVE DIFFERENT DESIGNS TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/DJp0g1d4ED/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/DJp0g1d4ED.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;An apple a day... would keep the dentist away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/0vTTf49/photo/weUpXLTPjv/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.imeem.com/p/weUpXLTPjv.jpg" alt="click to comment" title="click to comment" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My brother's..already half-eaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    After, almost two hours we went home and I decided that I eat my apple for breakfast the next morning. There, we got home by pass 9PM and we were just about to eat dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-4066753361279401250?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/4066753361279401250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=4066753361279401250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/4066753361279401250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/4066753361279401250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/mall-of-asia-adventure.html' title='Mall of Asia adventure'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-5380783747896376860</id><published>2008-04-05T13:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:36:54.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voice blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i searched about this in google, and there were results. i thought no one does blogging with their voices. i did not attempt to listen to any though. i think it's kind of scary if i will. you know, listening to other people's thoughts and actually hearing their own voices. it seems creepy. i was thinking a little while, what if i did listen to one and found out that that person has done something so bad or even accidentally killed somebody??...typing this is really creeping me out. [FYI: i'm having goosebumps right now] i just imagined how i would feel after hearing that. maybe my conscience has gone bad and i cannot sleep because i keep remembering what i've heard from that voice blog. shish. don't want that to happen. but honestly, i was thinking if i will try voice blogging. nah...i don't want others to hear my voice anyways. my voice is small, and i might sound like that weird, creepy person in youtube...MAGIBON! yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    try watching her videos, i won't believe it if you weren't freaked out. she's American but she speaks Japanese. she's really weird! some of her videos are real nonsense that she is not even talking just records her doing nothing in front [maybe] of her computer. gosh. i don't want to think of her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;freaking MAGIBON! i wish she gets kicked off the internet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just joking..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-5380783747896376860?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/5380783747896376860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=5380783747896376860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5380783747896376860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/5380783747896376860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/voice-blogging.html' title='voice blogging'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1874576431070700109.post-6585724075890745307</id><published>2008-04-03T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:34:22.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah..i just started. I wanted a header,so i made one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll change it in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1874576431070700109-6585724075890745307?l=redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/feeds/6585724075890745307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1874576431070700109&amp;postID=6585724075890745307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6585724075890745307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1874576431070700109/posts/default/6585724075890745307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemedthrujc.blogspot.com/2008/04/yo.html' title='yo....'/><author><name>katie pel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12956992941903196569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
