<?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-1454275204485714795</id><updated>2011-08-11T11:10:53.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-8587253913040139152</id><published>2009-06-10T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:04:25.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Run?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SjBQkc7WgsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0TAKmJHytFg/s1600-h/f_thrunningm_573060f.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345861344859423426" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SjBQkc7WgsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0TAKmJHytFg/s320/f_thrunningm_573060f.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is it. The time for me to choose whether I am to run or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"NO!" I was thinking not to run. The first thing to appear was a no-no (imagining my head as a crystal ball). To be the next external P.R.O. was not included in my plans. But for such a reason, Jay-R approached me after the mass appointing me to be their candidate... and without my permission, he said that it was official. I was the United Student's Breakthrough's official candidate to be the school's External Public Relation's Officer. Me, Glad? I did not noticed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"YES!" The answer they've been waiting for. It was so hard for me to say that word especially when thinking how will you carry responsibilities upon winning? I fully understood that it's too difficult to handle things but there's inside me pushing me to say yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my answer? Well, of course. I will be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;USB's&lt;/span&gt; candidate although there are possibilities for trials to  come across my way. It is my will to serve my fellow students especially on giving them voice as their Public Relation's Officer. I promise to do my best, I promise...&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/1454275204485714795-8587253913040139152?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/8587253913040139152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/8587253913040139152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/8587253913040139152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-run.html' title='To Run?'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SjBQkc7WgsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0TAKmJHytFg/s72-c/f_thrunningm_573060f.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-8432609922672696388</id><published>2009-06-10T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:37:57.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prolonged Controversy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where will I start? Amm... let's begin with this propitious scandal for everyone, I mean, this demonic act. I am not to write these statements but it keeps on bothering me. The headlines, the feedback... all falls on one main topic: The Hayden Kho's Scandals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the content of many broadsheets and tabloids, I wonder how Filipinos grab the opportunity to comment on how Dr. Hayden Kho abused the rights of the women inside this case but keeps on watching the scandals. How rude? Are they serious on what they are saying? Or serious on watching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Giving my own opinion about this controversy, I do not agree to what Dr. Hayden did. Merciless act - to be summarized. It is unlawful to spread the recorded scenes online. Imagining how computers give demon wants, it is wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The issue is not yet finished. It is prolonged not by any devices around us but by those people who watched and will watch the scandal. You know as time goes by, the scandal is never been a scandal anymore but a film instead. The feedback coming from them are not god to hear yet they are not aware of doing a sinful act, too.&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/1454275204485714795-8432609922672696388?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/8432609922672696388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/prolonged-controversy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/8432609922672696388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/8432609922672696388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/prolonged-controversy.html' title='Prolonged Controversy'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-7705488304401970424</id><published>2009-06-10T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:09:21.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Same Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SjBLGn28dYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cWRB1hcTB6E/s1600-h/f_HospitalRaim_dcbba58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345855334839514498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SjBLGn28dYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cWRB1hcTB6E/s320/f_HospitalRaim_dcbba58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was just an ordinary morning as the stereo trembled everyone. Yeah! It's very cool, perhaps we were awakened, I myself together with my siblings.. For a moment, I have realized that we were all together inside the living room. We were sitting and were still very sleepy but because of the music, we're waving our heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a smile on my face remembering the morning before class last year. It happened again! Yes, and we only have an hour to go to school. My class started earlier than my siblings. May 20, too early to start a class. However I was happy to have an energetic start for the day, dancing and singing in chorus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The music stopped playing as the rain fell... I was solitary at the moment. My siblings were doing their business continuosly but I stopped brushing my hair for I was just happy. I smiled again while looking at the mirror. I've hoped that someday, we'll still be together while working. Of course, I love them and I wanted everything to be the same as that morning, happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the same rainy day, I know. As I cherish things in the past and as time goes by, it would be so hard for me to leave and to let go. It is so early to say these things but I won't be able to move time back from us even if I say those words. I know, I'm not yet ready.&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/1454275204485714795-7705488304401970424?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/7705488304401970424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/same-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/7705488304401970424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/7705488304401970424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/same-rainy-day.html' title='The Same Rainy Day'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SjBLGn28dYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cWRB1hcTB6E/s72-c/f_HospitalRaim_dcbba58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-7696406098676226091</id><published>2009-06-05T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:52:28.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After A Short Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(05/20/09) Hoohhh.. the class will start a few moments after, yet I'm still here, pulling myself from bed. But reminiscing how I enjoy my vacation made me realize how blessed I am. ( kala mo kung saan nag-bakasyon noh?) How I sleep tight every night, how I smile without hesitations and how I watch television without taking a deep breath for there are lots of homework! Maybe I missed those times, am I? Oh yeah, I do not know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thinking how will this school year enhance my personality is a big challenge. I guess...this year means a lot of perseverance. Yes, and now I am preparing for this battle: Between me and my notebook! I promise to study harder from now on. Take everything as an egg. Observe it until you  finally found why most eggs are fried and not hatched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep up the good work, Clifford!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-7696406098676226091?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/7696406098676226091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-short-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/7696406098676226091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/7696406098676226091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-short-break.html' title='After A Short Break'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-5541800395124713372</id><published>2009-04-12T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:14:58.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Holy Week"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(04/12/09) This week was quite and peaceful. Same as last year, I have joined everyone else with their sorrows as they reminisce how Jesus Christ died to save us from our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past days were empty. I just do not know why I don't want to get up from bed - "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pinetensya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; raw!" But as the 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of March came, a miracle appeared. That's when we were watching a recollection on T.V. Memorable? Yes, especially the gospel of Luke, chapter 14 where a bishop discussed about loosing. He said that all of us are loosing. When we wake... we loose yesterday. When we're going to be teens, we loose our way from being a child. But then, we still find the way to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my way but I am willing to get back. Yes, I've searched myself... and I will search again and again if I loose being myself, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-5541800395124713372?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/5541800395124713372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/5541800395124713372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/5541800395124713372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-week.html' title='&quot;The Holy Week&quot;'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-4935414226128414711</id><published>2009-03-31T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:23:41.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Earth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdL4lGPAssI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oxzKS59dDRs/s1600-h/earth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319587426090398402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdL4lGPAssI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oxzKS59dDRs/s320/earth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(03/29/09)It is our duty to help Mother Earth with every simple movements we make. Earth, indeed, is dying... and we are just blinded from the start. We want success? Yes, we can reach success... but where? In Mars? Funny, huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We cooperated with every nations in making Earth Hour possible on March 29, 2009 at exactly 8:30 pm in the Philippines. Lights have been switched off without arguments and I was happy for that. That night maybe the night of reaching out to our Environment. I was glad for every races joined us. Bells rang from churches. Some prayed for success...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is just the beginning. Let us not just ignore the next Earth Hour for we are choosing our very own future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-4935414226128414711?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/4935414226128414711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/4935414226128414711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/4935414226128414711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-earth.html' title='Help Earth!'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdL4lGPAssI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oxzKS59dDRs/s72-c/earth.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-6460407840250387124</id><published>2009-03-24T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:16:56.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We asked Mam Awi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/ScikoW1fUCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mD0l98hoPiI/s1600-h/IMG_3161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680373342523426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/ScikoW1fUCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mD0l98hoPiI/s320/IMG_3161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(03/24/09) I was waiting for my other members to come as I eventually rock a Turo-Turo Store outside PEDHS. I used to eat 3 cups of Halo-halo and 20Php of Kwek-kwek just to overcome the temperature there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were late... but they didn't know. Maybe because they did not even notice that I was there: eating. And it is Daisy who came very late, as usual - traffic "DAW!!!" OK, reason's accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Mam Rowena Hibanada, a.k.a Mam Awi, in the Social Studies' Faculty. She was shocked for the interview nor we. It is as if she didn't know what would happen but as far as I know, I spoke to her two days before the interview... hehe not just the most outstanding but most likely the best actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, set-up the camera because the interview will be presented on-cam and so, Mam Awi put-on her make-up and... magic, oil disappeared. Next, the actual interview. We have decided to group ourselves. Daisy and I will interview while Mary Ann and Patrick were assigned to set-up the camera and all the technical works on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mam Awi answered all of our questions very clear. She answered frankly and with no hesitations even if we asked somethings personal. She pointed all of her great qualities why she won and become the most Outstanding Teacher of the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know now why she was that strong... Her experiences in life brought her to top. Thank You Mam Awi for giving us the chance to be in front of you and made a short interview.&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/1454275204485714795-6460407840250387124?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/6460407840250387124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-asked-mam-awi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/6460407840250387124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/6460407840250387124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-asked-mam-awi.html' title='We asked Mam Awi...'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/ScikoW1fUCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mD0l98hoPiI/s72-c/IMG_3161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-6766274770808814011</id><published>2009-03-22T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:19:36.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was just there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdCAg9ncltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uGsX9L4HFKQ/s1600-h/03212009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318892463708739282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdCAg9ncltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uGsX9L4HFKQ/s320/03212009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdCAgL_5GEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-PcEXFZ0vrY/s1600-h/03212009007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318892450389497922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdCAgL_5GEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-PcEXFZ0vrY/s320/03212009007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;(03/21/09) Yes, I was there in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PEDHS&lt;/span&gt; for the night of splendor things: The Grad Ball after PEDHS' Graduation. It is for every seniors to enjoy their High School Life while they are still in their Alma matter. It sounds very nice like last year in our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, It is my sister, Cyril, who has graduated and not me... Ahem, I am now in College. Asking me why I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PEDHS&lt;/span&gt; at that night? Well, why not? I was just making fun with my High School classmates- dancing and laughing while the lights switched nice and fascinating colors. I was there together with my cousin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Glaiza&lt;/span&gt;. I think she have had a nice time there dancing with guys in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same night, i never thought that it was the right time to forgive. Yes, I've spoke to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chzalonie&lt;/span&gt; very nice and peaceful. We talked frankly as she cried, pointing all the small things of her controversy. I listen and make things clear while putting every one's rights in the center of our little talk. And the arguments were all cleared... back to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful for I've had a night of smiles. I know Cyril and Glaiza had too. Again, a majestic greeting for your graduation graduates of 2009!!! &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/1454275204485714795-6766274770808814011?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/6766274770808814011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-just-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/6766274770808814011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/6766274770808814011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-just-there.html' title='I was just there...'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdCAg9ncltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uGsX9L4HFKQ/s72-c/03212009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-806692725178943493</id><published>2009-03-22T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:57:13.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...delivers a Speech Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccV1o2w2eI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kcVorC0XKow/s1600-h/NiCe+ShOt2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccV1o2w2eI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kcVorC0XKow/s320/NiCe+ShOt2575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316241896378522082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(03/18/09) I am now costumed as a clown. I thought I was just a crazy person yelling and shouting on the center. I was the leader and proud to say that  I've managed my member's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The two leaders tossed a coin. I was in favor of the head and King was to tail. Unfortunately, they won in tossing... Maybe it is not just my fortune to toss a coin but it is my fortune to be in a group of talented members. I admit, my members have the potentials... but it is hidden. Sooner or later, I know that they will be able to manage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are successful for delivering the speech. Many are surprised for my role but it was worth it...and for the finale, we've got the highest grade. Thanks God.&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/1454275204485714795-806692725178943493?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/806692725178943493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/delivers-speech-choir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/806692725178943493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/806692725178943493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/delivers-speech-choir.html' title='...delivers a Speech Choir'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccV1o2w2eI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kcVorC0XKow/s72-c/NiCe+ShOt2575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-2991046525088831945</id><published>2009-03-22T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:59:57.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charven in PBB?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318885475603503874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdB6KM5U2wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u4vHtDxDJCM/s320/DSCI2029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdB6KoOBq4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WajPjM9drQI/s1600-h/DSCI2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318885482938084226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdB6KoOBq4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/WajPjM9drQI/s320/DSCI2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318885479045312418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdB6KZt6r6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ohPVS-YCWIc/s320/DSCI2051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (02/27/09) This day is my brother's very special day in this year: It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Charven's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday!!! On this day, we made no special things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;except for going to the most controversial house ever here in the Philippines, PBB or Pinoy Big Brother's house.. Hehe. Yeah, we've made an extraordinary choice and i admit it was fun and very difficult to manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Waking 6:00 in the morning means a rush and it is not funny at all. We went there at almost 9:00 a.m and it sounds a big trouble for us. The event flowed as what we've expected... we're in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Suddenly, we made it very near to the house of Kuya when an accident began. Maybe because of the tremendous heat and very strong motivation of going into the said house, teens in our back moved in front of us which caused a stampede. I was disappointed for the manners they've shown but luckily, no accident occured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;For what happen, the audition was cutted-off and many of us were angry. But the most terrible part was when the crowd yelled the name of GMA... "Woooohhhh" Some say "Sasali na lang ako sa Survivor!" For me, "those who wanted to join Survivor, Go and feel proud to yourselves... You are not PBB's loss." And the audition would be on the 13th day of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my brother find happines because even if there's an unexpected event, still we've tried to capture happy moments with him. Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-2991046525088831945?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/2991046525088831945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/charven-in-pbb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/2991046525088831945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/2991046525088831945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/charven-in-pbb.html' title='Charven in PBB?'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SdB6KM5U2wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u4vHtDxDJCM/s72-c/DSCI2029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-3037978823998396884</id><published>2009-03-12T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:56:19.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoo, MidTermz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccWQC5jrtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gqdPeSiUXiw/s1600-h/NiCe+ShOt2553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccWQC5jrtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gqdPeSiUXiw/s320/NiCe+ShOt2553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316242350046162642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccWPV5zZBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GULfzlj2zP4/s1600-h/NiCe+ShOt2552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccWPV5zZBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GULfzlj2zP4/s320/NiCe+ShOt2552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316242337967596562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(03/12/09) Yesterday, we've had our first set of subjects namely: Computer Programming, Program Design, and Trigonometry. Luckily, we don't have our P.E. test for some reasons. Our General Psychology will be somethings miserable this term- we'll gonna have our interview and that's tomorrow, and as always answered: We are not prepared... really!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last subject but definitely not the least, we have our English: Speech And Oral Communication and it is really a team work with much effort of course than other subjects. As seen in the picz above, we have our practice on this day and it is horrible for some of my members didn't attend. Macarubbs was in the hospital, Dig was caring his sibling, and others... never mentioned. Tomorrow, we'll be having our next practice!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-3037978823998396884?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/3037978823998396884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/hoo-midtermz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/3037978823998396884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/3037978823998396884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/hoo-midtermz.html' title='Hoo, MidTermz...'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SccWQC5jrtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gqdPeSiUXiw/s72-c/NiCe+ShOt2553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-517372569415365585</id><published>2009-03-05T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:21:13.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROBLEMATIC OR FAIR MonTh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDYp_E9QlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TRK8ivTE0fM/s1600-h/07252008291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309982176488276562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDYp_E9QlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TRK8ivTE0fM/s320/07252008291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think February is sometimes unlucky: not because of not having a partner in love but for making some things miserable. Parts of our PC have been ruined, money stop flowing, assignments overflowed, and the recession has continued to affect lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, February is lucky and others said yes to it. I obtained my dean's list recognition, I have made other accounts, I receive praises, there's a fare-diminution, and of course there's still time to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank, God for everything. Although there are doomed stuffs, he will never forget to include some nice junks in our pockets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-517372569415365585?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/517372569415365585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/problematic-or-fair-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/517372569415365585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/517372569415365585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/03/problematic-or-fair-month.html' title='PROBLEMATIC OR FAIR MonTh?'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDYp_E9QlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TRK8ivTE0fM/s72-c/07252008291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-842959344922539220</id><published>2009-02-16T00:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:24:16.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts tremble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDbEdhNDRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VCG-ECM32pU/s1600-h/lava_parusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309984830359670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDbEdhNDRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VCG-ECM32pU/s320/lava_parusa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(02/14/09) Birthday of my nephew "Kurt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cabanilla&lt;/span&gt;," we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bicutan&lt;/span&gt; for a celebration. The feast was just simple... Simple as what we've expected. We had a lot of fun there making jokes with my cousins and eat with the whole family. But distance away from us was my sister, Cyril, having her field trip in Star City, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pasay&lt;/span&gt;. She was very disappointed with their set-up: NO bus for their section.Why? It is because their adviser stole 50,000 from them that should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;allotted&lt;/span&gt; for their fare. Then, they went to their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PEDHS&lt;/span&gt; Mathematics Head and instead of helping them she just give hard comments to the adviser who stole the money and brought them in the bus of other section. So, how's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; they've paid? Just ignore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just happening with the paying debate that I've mentioned in Star City, My sister has watched an extraordinary scene: A 37 years old man fell while on a roller coaster ride. When she told us what happened, I got scared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; Star City is one of the places that is likely to be in demand by most of us especially on special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Occasions&lt;/span&gt; like Valentines... We are just waiting for the result of the investigation that was made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-842959344922539220?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/842959344922539220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearts-tremble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/842959344922539220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/842959344922539220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearts-tremble.html' title='Hearts tremble!'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDbEdhNDRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VCG-ECM32pU/s72-c/lava_parusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-9196010535716766696</id><published>2009-02-12T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:07:36.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim Begins: The next Level...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDZs8FJLCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IYiKfjiLifg/s1600-h/08072008341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309983326734986274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDZs8FJLCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IYiKfjiLifg/s320/08072008341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(02/13/09) Prelim's next set of tests are hurdles on my way. Yeah, GenSci, the first one to be accomplished. has several questions - up to 150: Oh my gosh! I did not expect that our Psychology Professor would prepare such thing. NO, she planned it. Maybe because when she was teaching, our room seems to be a peculiar market of Alabang. It's so horrible. But I swear, I was listening to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next top: Speech and Oral Communication... Hooooh! It is a pleasure for me to orate my favorite oratorical piece, Dirty Hands, in front of my great professor, Ms. Olive Lopez. Outside that room, Rm. 207, I was nervous thinking my audience but I was shocked after. All I can see was my prof and Mark Virtucio. Ha ha, but after a minute 7 or 6 boys came in and watched me as well... Its very great for they made an applause to me and Ms. Olive said that I made a great work... Hehehe, thanks Ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is a mind-breaking day. But It's so... it's so, you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-9196010535716766696?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/9196010535716766696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/prelim-begins-next-level.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/9196010535716766696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/9196010535716766696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/prelim-begins-next-level.html' title='Prelim Begins: The next Level...'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDZs8FJLCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IYiKfjiLifg/s72-c/08072008341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-1250344686300581802</id><published>2009-02-10T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:06:31.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim Begins!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDZcpnIijI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mFrsiPV-C2s/s1600-h/08072008343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309983046899370546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDZcpnIijI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mFrsiPV-C2s/s320/08072008343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;(02/11/09) Four of my subject has began to prevail its hidden jerk. Never wonder, this day is full of harship and I must be standing still for it will test my intelligence, again- to the fullest! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Semester, a myth to few of my classmates in high school... but it is rather a big curse for me specially while thinking that my old classmates are working without any stress in their twice sem course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is the path that I picked and I must be responsible to it for it is my future: Future to Success!!! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-1250344686300581802?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/1250344686300581802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/prelim-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/1250344686300581802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/1250344686300581802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/prelim-begins.html' title='Prelim Begins!!!'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDZcpnIijI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mFrsiPV-C2s/s72-c/08072008343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-1469558545232918139</id><published>2009-02-10T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:37:04.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partial Lunar Eclipse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDatT61dmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pSzjAQ5bihU/s1600-h/NiCe+ShOt2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309984432645830242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDatT61dmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pSzjAQ5bihU/s320/NiCe+ShOt2220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;(02/10/09) Wondering, I've watched the sky and I saw: NOTHING!!! It is better for me to watch lunar eclipses on my PC than doing that in reality. I just can't believe that the weather forecaster announced that there would be a fair sky but unfortunately, its been a terrific night with no moon and stars in the dark and gloomy sky... oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the cloud broke its shape, oh yes, the moon was there with no evidence of eclipse. They said that the eclipse is not that visible for the moon will only have a partial shadow on it. Ok... I stopped and... and... take a pic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-1469558545232918139?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/1469558545232918139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/partial-lunar-eclipse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/1469558545232918139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/1469558545232918139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/partial-lunar-eclipse.html' title='Partial Lunar Eclipse...'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDatT61dmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pSzjAQ5bihU/s72-c/NiCe+ShOt2220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-274064421706439814</id><published>2009-02-10T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:38:16.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TerrOr!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJDKlXAqBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FraHSkPDFTI/s1600-h/NiCe+ShOt2213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301373560474871826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJDKlXAqBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FraHSkPDFTI/s320/NiCe+ShOt2213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJBEi0D03I/AAAAAAAAAFs/XjOARTwPBi4/s1600-h/NiCe+ShOt2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301371257688937330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJBEi0D03I/AAAAAAAAAFs/XjOARTwPBi4/s320/NiCe+ShOt2211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(02/10/09) A cobra with its yellow scales visited Manang Rosie's home. Oh my ghost. Terrible. At first, I thought that Manang was just kidding coz' she is wearing an eyeglass and has white hairs. But, I doubt it when she saw that Cobra and called his sons to kill it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah... The Cobra was finished... His son split its head without any scare at all and burnt it after. I was there and... and... I think if there is a wildlife company near our place, I'm sure that the cobra will be saved.. Unfortunately, damage has been done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-274064421706439814?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/274064421706439814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/terror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/274064421706439814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/274064421706439814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/terror.html' title='TerrOr!!!'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJDKlXAqBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FraHSkPDFTI/s72-c/NiCe+ShOt2213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-8728250262996927236</id><published>2009-02-08T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:21:01.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Royalties?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJDvSsR4lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fyLo-kIh7BM/s1600-h/the+prince+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJDvSsR4lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fyLo-kIh7BM/s320/the+prince+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301374191118967378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just dont know why I got crazy with royal stories. I mean those novel or movie where you can see princess, prince, queen and a king... I think their stories are just fantastic. Well, I have my own reasons for that. Watching the film: "The prince and me," there are throw lines there that I cannot forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time when american lady(Page) finally discovered the secret of his special one (Eddie)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie:  I love you....&lt;br /&gt;Page:   No, You are just pretending!&lt;br /&gt;Eddie:  No, I wasn't pretending ---&lt;br /&gt;Page:   No, I wasn't pretending....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I just like that part. There are many parts of the film that I will never forget. It is just my verdict. Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-8728250262996927236?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/8728250262996927236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-royalties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/8728250262996927236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/8728250262996927236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-royalties.html' title='Why Royalties?'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SZJDvSsR4lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fyLo-kIh7BM/s72-c/the+prince+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1454275204485714795.post-2558645140420396407</id><published>2009-02-08T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:10:06.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Creation....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDaSZwBJqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AtT7eyNSlGM/s1600-h/cliffords+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309983970354603682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDaSZwBJqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AtT7eyNSlGM/s320/cliffords+blog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Yeah... I've done with Pedronian-bullitin's new layout: and arggh... it's been a lot of efforts! But i'm so thankful for I have gained praises. "THANKS to those who like my work... and for those contradictions, thanks for the challenge..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After My tribute to our Blog, here's my new creation, of course: MY Blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, I thought that my blog should be more about royalties for some reasons but I've decided to make a dark one... hehe, too far- Royalties to Emo effects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1454275204485714795-2558645140420396407?l=clifford-posts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/feeds/2558645140420396407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/2558645140420396407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1454275204485714795/posts/default/2558645140420396407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clifford-posts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-creation.html' title='My new Creation....'/><author><name>My crEaTiOns '08</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SY_L8F4ADwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kk5fV0QO1hs/S220/NiCe+ShOt1933.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qD22R5uPD5A/SbDaSZwBJqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AtT7eyNSlGM/s72-c/cliffords+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
