<?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-30393985</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:14:35.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>abre los ojos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115745573215678045</id><published>2006-09-05T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T04:28:52.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celeb look alike! agree? hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/73/05/7305_216129d5df44n0hy7g14.jpg" border="0" height="574" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115745573215678045?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115745573215678045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115745573215678045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115745573215678045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115745573215678045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/09/celeb-look-alike-agree-hahaha.html' title='celeb look alike! agree? hahaha'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115708642392332644</id><published>2006-08-31T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:53:43.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fact that i'm not graduating</title><content type='html'>le 31 aout 2006 aka judgement day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introduction to philosophy - 4.0&lt;br /&gt;literature 2                           - 3.0&lt;br /&gt;management tools               - 3.0&lt;br /&gt;international business         - 2.5&lt;br /&gt;business income taxation   - 2.5&lt;br /&gt;MIS for entrepreneurs       - 2.5&lt;br /&gt;Practi3                                  - 2.5&lt;br /&gt;term gpa                               - 2.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGAL ENVIRONMENT  - 0.0&lt;br /&gt;term gpa                               -2.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanginaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hindi ako ggraduate! zombie!&lt;br /&gt;8-930 am class next term with the same professor. i feel sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sock myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun 24 units na i worked ssooooooooooooo hard for now down the drain.  why couldn't atty. sanchez  get that???  why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to top it off, kobe passed away this morning.  oh the depression!&lt;br /&gt;im out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115708642392332644?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115708642392332644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115708642392332644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115708642392332644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115708642392332644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/fact-that-im-not-graduating.html' title='the fact that i&apos;m not graduating'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115685090558225914</id><published>2006-08-29T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T04:28:25.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all about kobe</title><content type='html'>everybody, meet kobe.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/IMGP0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/200/IMGP0006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/IMGP0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/200/IMGP0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kobe is the son of lebron.  say hi kobe! don't be shy!&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, kobe is sick.  he is alone now, his sister died and his other sister is already with the dad. &lt;br /&gt;he has parasites from his mom, and since he was given to me last sunday only, my doctor was only able to confirm that his intestines are already being eaten by those useless notorious bloodsuckers.  they deserve to die.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kobe doesn't eat anymore, he's not doing very well. he craps worms with blood and he cant be dewormed at this point because it will only worsen his weak state.&lt;br /&gt;he was given vitamin shots by the doctor, prescribed medicine, and tomorrow kobe will have a taste of his very first yakult.&lt;br /&gt;lets all pray that kobe gets better.  i love kobe =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will see in a few days if kobe survives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115685090558225914?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115685090558225914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115685090558225914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115685090558225914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115685090558225914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-about-kobe.html' title='all about kobe'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115648974849804670</id><published>2006-08-25T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:09:21.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vendredi</title><content type='html'>finally, friday.&lt;br /&gt;i have waited for this day the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was in school by 8am to take my Legalen finals, end i left school at 8pm because i had to wait for the two scheduled reports in the evening that started freaking late! agh!&lt;br /&gt;so today, my legs hurt, my feet are sore, im dizzy from oversleep..&lt;br /&gt;and this rest day?? its driving me nuts! im sooooooooooo bored!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow was supposed to be hk day 1 but lets postpone it na lang.. call it delayed gratification =D&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo..  i wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaining weight by the minute,&lt;br /&gt;carissa the fat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115648974849804670?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115648974849804670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115648974849804670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115648974849804670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115648974849804670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/vendredi.html' title='vendredi'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115635216910406422</id><published>2006-08-23T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T09:56:09.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoying lack of sleep immensely</title><content type='html'>i shouldn't have ordered a tall hot mocha valencia.  now, i'm hungry and i freaaaaaaakiiiiiiiiiiin can't sleep!  it's 1 am and i'm scavenging the house for food..  to think i have to wake up at 5:30 later to get to school by 8am for my friggin legal environment finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody sock me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115635216910406422?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115635216910406422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115635216910406422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115635216910406422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115635216910406422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/enjoying-lack-of-sleep-immensely.html' title='enjoying lack of sleep immensely'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115578364734961568</id><published>2006-08-16T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:00:47.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one day left</title><content type='html'>yup! one day left in school, aaaaahhhhhhhhh!  yesss... well, i'm just recalling the top three things i enjoyed doing in college:&lt;br /&gt;1. cutting class&lt;br /&gt;2. eating while reading while running to the next building&lt;br /&gt;3. crapping in any cr =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tout a l'heure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115578364734961568?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115578364734961568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115578364734961568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115578364734961568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115578364734961568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-day-left.html' title='one day left'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115505827104100387</id><published>2006-08-08T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:34:23.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shaolin weekend</title><content type='html'>this layout does not give me the chance to post the title, but just so you know i entitled this entry as... SHAOLIN WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i obviously want to let you know about my weekend, or how it went.  i had a lot of things planned, friday was cut class day for shopping then the johnny walker black party in the evening, and then saturday was practice for defense day and then meng's birthday in the evening, and the usual sleep all day sunday then mass and dinner with the family after.  i only got to the early friday part.  i was able to go shopping with dens, and then go home.  i had a nasty rash when i got home, so i took anti allergy medicine and then went to sleep.  the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (go figure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115505827104100387?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115505827104100387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115505827104100387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115505827104100387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115505827104100387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/shaolin-weekend.html' title='shaolin weekend'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115444259765507629</id><published>2006-08-01T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:29:57.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/crop%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/320/crop%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/320/edit2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more days and he'll be home&lt;br /&gt;i miss him a lot =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115444259765507629?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115444259765507629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115444259765507629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115444259765507629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115444259765507629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/08/7-more-days.html' title='7 more days'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115425693058776445</id><published>2006-07-30T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:55:30.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>growing up</title><content type='html'>does growing my hair come with maturity?? kind of funny, if you ask me, but lately i have realized that although my mind is still twisted, i have matured.  not in all aspects, but, i certainly have learned how to handle certain situations with the "grace of a woman."  in two months, i'll be 21 years old and its time to start acting my age so everyone will treat me like a real adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck, what am i talking about???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming sooner than 21 is in three weeks, college life is officially over (or so i hope my midterm grade of 91 in law will stay there).  am i excited?  oh yeah!  am i nervous?  you're damn right about that!  do i know what to do?  HELL NO!  why?  well...&lt;br /&gt;as i've always said, i'm in the wrong course.  i never dreamt of becoming a business woman but lately, i am so damn focused on being one.  why?  i don't feel i have any other choice.  i don't want to disappoint anybody in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's even more disappointing is that lately, i have started to bring out my real side and it made me realize that art is where i will be happy.  it sucks not having any choices left.  time has passed me by and now i am stuck on the road to a career and a future that is... not me, yet mine.  get the paradox there? (or is that an oximoron??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in closure, this situation that i'm in and the way i'm handling it, does it, in any way prove i have grown?  my best guess is yes, because what i used to do is to pursue what i love most.  but now, i'm only going to be pursuing what makes the most sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is love, now, to me?&lt;br /&gt;love is and always will be one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115425693058776445?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115425693058776445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115425693058776445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115425693058776445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115425693058776445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/07/growing-up.html' title='growing up'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115416905283720495</id><published>2006-07-29T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:30:52.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my online photo album!</title><content type='html'>hey guys!  please visit my photo album at &lt;a href="http://www.candymag.com/bestfriends/a-candy-girls-photo-album"&gt;www.candymag.com&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;thanks to macy for this =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115416905283720495?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115416905283720495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115416905283720495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115416905283720495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115416905283720495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-online-photo-album.html' title='my online photo album!'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115416338511436689</id><published>2006-07-29T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:56:25.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent edits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/320/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/320/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2965/3259/320/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;edited but not cleaned! haha.. if you happen to drop by this blog, please do not focus on me because these pictures aren't about me but the totality of the photograph.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115416338511436689?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115383396322287207</id><published>2006-07-25T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T07:23:41.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v729/carissathegreat/starfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 167px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v729/carissathegreat/starfish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v729/carissathegreat/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 167px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v729/carissathegreat/sunshine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this rainy weather sucks! i miss the sea and the sun =(&lt;br /&gt;those two are among my best shots of bihia.&lt;br /&gt;for more pics : carissafrancisco.shutterfly.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115383396322287207?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115383396322287207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115383396322287207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115383396322287207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115383396322287207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-sunshine.html' title='i need sunshine'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115340966477110414</id><published>2006-07-20T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:34:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on beauty</title><content type='html'>true beauty: is it arrogant? proud? with young girls who feel that they own the world by posting gruesome looking pictures of their faces everywhere and receiving thousands of comments regarding their so called " beauty," well to tell you frankly its a little too low.  just a little, but then again let me reconsider that.  oh yeah, down right low.  why?  beauty without any essence of art is not beauty at all, its merely a reconstruction of their perception of beautiful.  in the eyes of an artist, physical beauty with no spirit is like a wormy apple inside.  low, cheap, and uncanningly boastful.  beauty with no emotion is nothing but a picture seen through thick, foggy glass.  beauty without heart is nothing but wasteful seduction, seemingly irresistible yet a bite of it will only make you spit it out.  it will gag you, poison you, make you believe that your life had been wasted because there was a second of your time spent with something not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after you read this, nothing will ever be the same.  you have just entered the mind of a 20 year old &lt;br /&gt;pscycho and there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 years from now, somebody will realize i am right.  dark, bitter, and painful, but right... nonetheless.    100 years from now, a beautiful soul will find realization in my musings, and the birth of a tragic advocacy to destroy all things seemingly beautiful shall begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115340966477110414?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115340966477110414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115340966477110414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115340966477110414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115340966477110414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-beauty.html' title='on beauty'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115270201379087645</id><published>2006-07-12T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T04:00:13.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts on the practical applicability of the graph theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughts on the practical applicability of the graph theory&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and existensialism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, you can call me a nerd but after much much contemplation, and an episode of numbers, i definitely agree to the possibility that given an odd number of paths, one can never pass by each one of them without either missing one path, or passing by the same path twice.  i like to think that this is the same with the people we meet in our life.  it is impossible to go on with your life without having to go through the same trial again.  there.  i just gave you something new to ponder on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, this leads me to the philosophical discussion of soren kierkegaard's either/or book.  to those who may not know him, soren kierkegaard is the father of existensialism, the philosophy that believes that a person's outlook in life is based on his life experiences.  i'd have to agree with him on that one.  my utopia is where i appreciate the predictability of things, which somehow leads to lesser expectations, and therefore lesser hurt.  and this is how i become happy, by knowing what to expect and having little disappointments.  talk about eudaemonaia. so anyway, mr. kierkegaard talks about how in life you have to make choices, and you have to stick with those choices, and this is proof of how mature you are as a person.  now, isn't that something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i gotta go for now.  i have more to experience in life. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115270201379087645?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115270201379087645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115270201379087645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115270201379087645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115270201379087645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/07/thoughts-on-practical-applicability-of.html' title='thoughts on the practical applicability of the graph theory'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115194910580955192</id><published>2006-07-03T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:02:51.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Lies and False Witness Against One's Neighbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON LIES AND FALSE WITNESS AGAINST ONE'S NEIGHBOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was the ninth of those words written on the stone&lt;br /&gt;Yet still it is a part of what one instills on one's own&lt;br /&gt;And the ninth shall be heeded for it protects the truth&lt;br /&gt;From being tainted by whose conscience's evilness is absolute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these stains- though temporary- lasts a short while of for good&lt;br /&gt;And it cuts through, and it bleeds- like a painful wound would&lt;br /&gt;Excuse? There are no excuses, for if you are evil you are nothing more&lt;br /&gt;You can only dream, dream is what you can only do- of being pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those lies, are they from your heart, your ego, or your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Or simply an attempt to climb up to their kind?&lt;br /&gt;That of which you can never be, so dream on and aspire&lt;br /&gt;You who has a dark heart get to nowhere but where you presently are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whispers, no, I can never be hushed&lt;br /&gt;For your two faced apology had left my heart crushed&lt;br /&gt;And now, I will write and you will read with hazy eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is for you, dear woman, in appreciation of your lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, are you sorry?  Are you afraid to face me?&lt;br /&gt;You should be, you should be ashamed, for you have not only cheated me-&lt;br /&gt;But also yourself, with your finger pointed in my direction&lt;br /&gt;I stand firm, unwavered, I will face you without hestitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you are a liar, a self centered superwoman&lt;br /&gt;You, you are blasphemous, yes you are the one&lt;br /&gt;That these words are shooting at, so bow down in shame&lt;br /&gt;Today the world finds out when they hear me say your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kneel down in prayer, in you pretty little ladder&lt;br /&gt;I bet your heart hasn't beat this fast ever, you have come against me so don't wonder&lt;br /&gt;I am proud, I stand alone, I do not put my brothers in pain&lt;br /&gt;You, you persecute me and the rest, for your own personal gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity and Greed, just two of the devil's most favorite sins&lt;br /&gt;Do not dare look in the mirror, you will only see his sneering grin&lt;br /&gt;Loathe me! If you must, point many fingers at my place&lt;br /&gt;I will only look at you, you hypocrite, with a smiling and proud face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honest and the righteous shall be nothing but blessed&lt;br /&gt;You will never be a part of what truthfulness deems the best&lt;br /&gt;We, who are honest, whose principles stand strong&lt;br /&gt;Will never be fazed by your intrigues, so.. Go on singing your lonely song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115194910580955192?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115194910580955192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115194910580955192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115194910580955192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115194910580955192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-lies-and-false-witness-against-ones.html' title='On Lies and False Witness Against One&apos;s Neighbor'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30393985.post-115150779348075499</id><published>2006-06-28T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T09:41:23.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath of deceit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Aftermath of Deceit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am great," so you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As the music fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And light flickers slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Embracing you in a dark, steely sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And your tears will not dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even as time passes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For the ghosts which are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Will haunt you through time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So you see, now you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you deeply regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That the things you have murdered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are the things you never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you write with a heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That cuts through, and apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you sit back with pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But this is the only moment you will savor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For in the air soars your sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You have triumphed in your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But your heart bursts open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And flames of pain engulf you once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now you know it's envy that you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's my mind that you want to steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And if your intelligence comes this far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You will raise a white flag to this war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fall on your knees, Succumb to your defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sit cold, naked, and alone.. Worshipping at my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30393985-115150779348075499?l=mariaclarita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/feeds/115150779348075499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30393985&amp;postID=115150779348075499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115150779348075499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30393985/posts/default/115150779348075499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariaclarita.blogspot.com/2006/06/aftermath-of-deceit.html' title='the aftermath of deceit.'/><author><name>carisse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06737696120161073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
