<?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-8989169281031471874</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:09:46.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One_Love</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog will hopefully inspire readers  in different situations. 
Everyday I hope to post new topics and reflections based on quotes and poems.Well just read on..I hope that my blogs will help you in some little way. Enjoy!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-5466709064767627451</id><published>2008-03-19T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:12:21.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My ARTIfiCIal OrCHid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C7a-WN-AI/AAAAAAAAABw/G-X4TZHQ8gg/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C7a-WN-AI/AAAAAAAAABw/G-X4TZHQ8gg/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179345643563251714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C7a-WN-BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R5iYr9FpkzE/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C7a-WN-BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/R5iYr9FpkzE/s320/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179345643563251730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is  the orchid that I have made for the past week(s). The most difficult part is to cover the wire with crepe paper. That was probably the hardest and it took a lot of time too. I learned that in making the orchid, again, PaTIence is definitely a virtue here. I mean it really broke me down. I was so tired to the point that i want to stop. But the result paid the price. My mom and tita said it was nice. I was so happy that all my work, effort, and time paid off. I am selling this artificial orchid to everyone who wants to be released from their sadness. I made this orchid extra special. This is one of the handicraft I made that I'm proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-5466709064767627451?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/5466709064767627451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=5466709064767627451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/5466709064767627451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/5466709064767627451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-artificial-orchid.html' title='My ARTIfiCIal OrCHid'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C7a-WN-AI/AAAAAAAAABw/G-X4TZHQ8gg/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-7974374650360188757</id><published>2008-03-18T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:05:29.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of bUTtERfliES and DrAgonFLIes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6BeWN99I/AAAAAAAAABY/Wp49l9o9eiY/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6BeWN99I/AAAAAAAAABY/Wp49l9o9eiY/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179344105964959698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6BuWN9-I/AAAAAAAAABg/OUZ5JaTIq9k/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6BuWN9-I/AAAAAAAAABg/OUZ5JaTIq9k/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179344110259927010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6B-WN9_I/AAAAAAAAABo/3kO4wDNVVFc/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6B-WN9_I/AAAAAAAAABo/3kO4wDNVVFc/s320/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179344114554894322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are the pics of my "flies". Sorry if medyo blurred . In making my flies, I learned one thing, Patience. The significance of these is that it allows my skills and patience to be tested. It also develops my determination to create things like these. These artificial butterflies and dragonflies remind me of the wonderful creatures we have in this world. So if anyone of you wants to buy from me, just comment me back. I have made these especially with my own hands so it took a lot of effort plus I think it also looks cool. These tiny critters may always remind you to admire the beauty of this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-7974374650360188757?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/7974374650360188757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=7974374650360188757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/7974374650360188757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/7974374650360188757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-butterflies-and-dragonflies.html' title='Of bUTtERfliES and DrAgonFLIes'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R-C6BeWN99I/AAAAAAAAABY/Wp49l9o9eiY/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-5350092112765620114</id><published>2008-03-16T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:24:25.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leSSOns LEarnED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R939VeWN98I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jnvJLg7RIMw/s1600-h/i_love_summer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R939VeWN98I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jnvJLg7RIMw/s320/i_love_summer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178573691911272386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well another school year has definitely end. I've been deadly waiting for summer actually. As a review, the things I've learned are about HTML, Dev C++, Blog, Flowcharts and Handicraft. For HTML, it was actually fun because I was able to create web pages, a mini web site, and the like. It was a fun learning experience for me. I had [or did the whole class too], trouble with DeV C. That was probably one of the most difficult things I have encountered in my whole life. Plus, we were given challenging handsOn so with was a lot of work and headache trying to figure out what the codes are. The FlowCHart was alright but not totally because it was still pretty puzzling. As for the HandiCRaFt, I had fun but time was of the essence.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-5350092112765620114?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/5350092112765620114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=5350092112765620114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/5350092112765620114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/5350092112765620114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/03/lessons-learned.html' title='leSSOns LEarnED'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R939VeWN98I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jnvJLg7RIMw/s72-c/i_love_summer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-9076801418054865651</id><published>2008-03-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:57:17.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mY fAVE mOvIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936F-WN94I/AAAAAAAAAAw/fzVqcByYEP8/s1600-h/click1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936F-WN94I/AAAAAAAAAAw/fzVqcByYEP8/s320/click1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178570127088416642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936GOWN95I/AAAAAAAAAA4/lls-VJgVToM/s1600-h/click2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936GOWN95I/AAAAAAAAAA4/lls-VJgVToM/s320/click2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178570131383383954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936GOWN96I/AAAAAAAAABA/5CqFN2Wd_G0/s1600-h/click3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936GOWN96I/AAAAAAAAABA/5CqFN2Wd_G0/s320/click3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178570131383383970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936GOWN97I/AAAAAAAAABI/Q-UT_o3T2b4/s1600-h/click4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936GOWN97I/AAAAAAAAABI/Q-UT_o3T2b4/s320/click4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178570131383383986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My fave movie so far is "CLIck". I chose this movie 'coz the first time I watched it, I was so shocked at the turning point of the story. At the  trailer, I thought it was all comedy and that but I was really surprised how  the plot changed emotionally.  By the way, Adam Sandler was leading in this film. The part that struck me most was the ending where Adam Sandler was about to die in the rain. He was chasing his son to tell him something. The setting was so   'ahhh..' I mean the rain and all that. He was actually sick and it was in the hospital. The character that I can relate the most is of course Michael Newman(Sandler). Sometimes in life, I want to rush things and I want to skip through problematic days. But int his movie I realize that NO, we should go with the flow and not ruin the schedule of each event in our life. Each event happens at the right time of our life because of a purpose. So if I were you, just chill and don't rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-9076801418054865651?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/9076801418054865651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=9076801418054865651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/9076801418054865651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/9076801418054865651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-fave-movie.html' title='mY fAVE mOvIE'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R936F-WN94I/AAAAAAAAAAw/fzVqcByYEP8/s72-c/click1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-6133513904902683403</id><published>2008-03-11T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:57:57.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My PicTuRE FRAmE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R9dTOOWN93I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6pnbPpLbSq8/s1600-h/CIMG6506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R9dTOOWN93I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6pnbPpLbSq8/s320/CIMG6506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176697800520234866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was actually having fun while making this picture frame. It has been a long time since I have done anything like this. I really love doing stuff like this because it expresses your personality. And by the way, that is my picture when I was a baby. I think that my  picture frame is unique from others. I think that it's special because I made it myself. I think it's more durable because I made it from a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-6133513904902683403?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/6133513904902683403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=6133513904902683403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/6133513904902683403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/6133513904902683403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-picture-frame.html' title='My PicTuRE FRAmE'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R9dTOOWN93I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6pnbPpLbSq8/s72-c/CIMG6506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-4476905794790593187</id><published>2008-03-10T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:48:37.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last February 24, 2008, the High School held its Family Day'08. The day started with a motorcade from La Purisima Campus to the WHK Campus. A mass  followed for the different religious  organizations. The Holy Mass was led by Fr. Antonio Moreno and the Worship Service by Pastor Yra Lee. After the mass was the fun-filled program for all the year level families. The program had  games, bands, raffle promo and other activities that brought families closer. The program lasted until the evening and ended with the magical fireworks. It was indeed a very beautiful night for the family to bond and to share happy moments. The class of II St. Campion won the prize for the highest in attendance. But beyond this prize was the assurance that indeed the families that attended were very happy and satisfied. I bet that they went home with big smile ont heir faces. The Family Day '08 was indeed a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-4476905794790593187?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/4476905794790593187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=4476905794790593187' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/4476905794790593187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/4476905794790593187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/03/family-day.html' title='Family 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid Pencil for my sister...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-189791301383341522?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/189791301383341522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=189791301383341522' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/189791301383341522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/189791301383341522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/02/cupid-pencil.html' title='Cupid 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Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dizpins.com/archives/images/2006novemberpics/valentines_day_mm_112106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.dizpins.com/archives/images/2006novemberpics/valentines_day_mm_112106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Valentines Day is not a day to be celebrated, it's a moment worth cherishing forever."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-8671520695533812465?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/8671520695533812465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-123202623129445868</id><published>2008-02-07T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:12:10.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have a mirror standing in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's the image I can't clearly see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't recognized the person in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It may just be a totally different person you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I don't know myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have to go beyond that reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Coz judging by the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My inner self is experiencing a commotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is having a dilemma&lt;br /&gt;On how to describe myself&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just a simple person&lt;br /&gt;That you should know yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror in front of me has been shattered&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the true me is revealed&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that I'm unique&lt;br /&gt;And different from everybody else&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/8989169281031471874-123202623129445868?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/123202623129445868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=123202623129445868' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/123202623129445868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/123202623129445868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/02/mirror.html' title='The Mirror'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-3360759473575563264</id><published>2008-02-07T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:28:36.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/friends/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/friends/images/friends-09.gif"  alt="zwani.com myspace graphic comments" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/friends/" target="_blank"&gt;Graphics for Friends Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-3360759473575563264?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/3360759473575563264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=3360759473575563264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/3360759473575563264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/3360759473575563264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/02/forver-friends.html' title='Forever Friends'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-6356146780170298062</id><published>2008-02-04T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:36:50.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"True friendship is a plant of slow growth..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;True friendship takes a long time to grow and develop. It is like a plant who starts from a seed and slowly grows into a beautiful creation of God. No matter what problems this plant may encounter like wind, rain, or dryness, a fully rooted plant will not wear down, just like the true bonding between two individuals. After all, friendship is stronger in its core. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="s1008"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Be slow in choosing a friend, slower in changing."&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/8989169281031471874-6356146780170298062?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/6356146780170298062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=6356146780170298062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/6356146780170298062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/6356146780170298062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/02/true-friendship-is-plant-of-slow-growth.html' title='&quot;True friendship is a plant of slow growth...&quot;'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989169281031471874.post-922122655738597464</id><published>2008-01-30T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:02:04.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>A very useful tool&lt;br /&gt;In our offices and in school&lt;br /&gt;Not only a piece of project&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyable experience instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the beauty of HTML&lt;br /&gt;You can create yourself in another world.&lt;br /&gt;Poems, stories, and pictures&lt;br /&gt;Eveything you want you can never measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to you Mr. Tim- Berners Lee&lt;br /&gt;For creating the HTML&lt;br /&gt;I can express myself for free&lt;br /&gt;And can tell the whole wide world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dated: Jan. 30, 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989169281031471874-922122655738597464?l=jammygirl86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/feeds/922122655738597464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989169281031471874&amp;postID=922122655738597464' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/922122655738597464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989169281031471874/posts/default/922122655738597464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jammygirl86.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>Jamille_Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02494159622335537108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o710maBVJUY/R6gbqTzEaSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_iCgMm3EPo/S220/DSC00355.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry></feed>
