<?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-8212940</id><updated>2011-12-01T22:38:13.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!WELCOME!</title><subtitle type='html'>You are currently browsing through the dysfunctional life of HRW (Her Royal Weirdness) Eirha

ENJOY!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-6436701004832030475</id><published>2007-11-20T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:14:52.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=412419"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=412419" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-6436701004832030475?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/6436701004832030475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=6436701004832030475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/6436701004832030475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/6436701004832030475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-3674346772554302820</id><published>2007-01-03T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:40:54.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to ian.... the only guy who does not let me down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZvO0jWylqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YyJQukPj62M/s1600-h/LOVE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015830012246529698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZvO0jWylqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YyJQukPj62M/s320/LOVE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being there for me, especially when my faith in the Lord wavers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for your quirky (and sometimes cheeky) comments that keeps me going even in the darkest of times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being that knight in shining armor (actually, the guy with an umbrella suring that stormy day) I do hope you ride me away onto the sunset.... darn it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being you and for being someone special in my life.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly, thank you for making a list of the sago gulaman we owe each other.... See you in San Francisco!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-3674346772554302820?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/3674346772554302820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=3674346772554302820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/3674346772554302820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/3674346772554302820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-ian-only-guy-who-does-not-let-me.html' title='to ian.... the only guy who does not let me down'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZvO0jWylqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YyJQukPj62M/s72-c/LOVE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-2032810095868900570</id><published>2007-01-03T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:40:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vintage-clothes-wearing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZvGYDWylpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FSgT4-sbqGc/s1600-h/mich1950x6_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015820726527235730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZvGYDWylpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FSgT4-sbqGc/s320/mich1950x6_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom dug out some old clothes of hers from waaaay waaaay back... as in the time when she was still slim and i was still an egg cell in her ovary (that kind of waaaaaaaaaaay back).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found some interesting pieces that I think I could wear... Since I packed only few clothes for the holidays in the province, I wore this dress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voila, I looked like I was time-warped from pre-WW1 era.... oh dear.... with my hairstyle pa.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I likedd it anyway... Unfortunately, I wasn't able to take a picture of my self... &lt;/div&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/8212940-2032810095868900570?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/2032810095868900570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=2032810095868900570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/2032810095868900570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/2032810095868900570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2007/01/vintage-clothes-wearing.html' title='vintage-clothes-wearing'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZvGYDWylpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FSgT4-sbqGc/s72-c/mich1950x6_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-3656714084338663826</id><published>2006-12-30T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:40:55.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to grampa lolo, au revoir, ciao, sayonara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZXbJudkNYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GU9z0JhFPiU/s1600-h/little+amelie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014154720284259714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZXbJudkNYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GU9z0JhFPiU/s320/little+amelie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since we are now apart and living our own separate lives, i would like to thank you for several things... thank you for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. soundbites book you fed-ex-ed me --- by our personal hero, alex kapranos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. understanding some of my eccentricities --- oh come on, you have your own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. the somewhat cutthroat competition we had --- which led us to being mroe neurotic than we usually were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. some techniques you taught me --- stuff that would have been left dormant.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. inner jokes we shared --- i.e. i'm such a luna lovegood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. being such a global cuisine glutton like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. sharing my passion for photography and franz ferdinand --- hooked you, haven't i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. made me think twice regarding you and him --- once again, i repeat, i'm not sorry i chose him. i'm sorry he wasn't you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. correcting my pronounciation of umbilicus --- kuliiiit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. giving me the keys to your apartment --- which led to some rather unfortunate experience with the end result of me making a huge gash on your mazda.... soweee.... i dunno what came over me... part of me half-wished i was the one you're with instead of that cow....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. being also a harry potter freak like me --- no elaborations there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. being such a slytherin --- also no elaborations there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. the charlie chan chicken pasta we shared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. the gallons of coffee we ingested&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. love you gave to me, selfish it might have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so perfect but our pride got in the way. I'm still hoping for some sort of amicable friendship between us but not right now because I'm still a bit bitter about the whole thing... I would email you "See you at Kings Cross" if I finally made a decision for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-3656714084338663826?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/3656714084338663826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=3656714084338663826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/3656714084338663826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/3656714084338663826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-grampa-lolo-au-revoir-ciao-sayonara.html' title='to grampa lolo, au revoir, ciao, sayonara'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZXbJudkNYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GU9z0JhFPiU/s72-c/little+amelie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-8500672927722892793</id><published>2006-12-29T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:40:55.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just what I need as of this moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s1600-h/1453542.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013977582948070770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s320/1453542.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s1600-h/1453542.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s1600-h/1453542.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a ride, it's just a ride, no need to run, no need to hide, it'll take you all around, sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down. Just a ride, it's just a ride, don't be scared, don't hide your eyes, it may feel surreal inside, but don't forget, enjoy the ride.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s1600-h/1453542.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s1600-h/1453542.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8212940-8500672927722892793?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/8500672927722892793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=8500672927722892793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/8500672927722892793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/8500672927722892793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-what-i-need-as-of-this-moment.html' title='Just what I need as of this moment'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RZU6C-dkNXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hOYF7KYi5sI/s72-c/1453542.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-1375906817178084813</id><published>2006-12-10T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:40:55.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanting to get away from everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RXvwOtu607I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ebnkca0bsBE/s1600-h/bike.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006859546337661874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RXvwOtu607I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ebnkca0bsBE/s320/bike.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are just muddled up for me...... HWMNBOIBIBT apparently has his own version of relapse........ is he even worth the effort and time i'm exerting? is he worth the motivation i made him to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8212940-1375906817178084813?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/1375906817178084813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=1375906817178084813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/1375906817178084813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/1375906817178084813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/12/wanting-to-get-away-from-everything.html' title='wanting to get away from everything'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eHOwHDXS6Rk/RXvwOtu607I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ebnkca0bsBE/s72-c/bike.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-115814261657106766</id><published>2006-09-13T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:16:56.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/428/546/1600/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/428/546/400/bike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to get away, live my life and be free.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-115814261657106766?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/115814261657106766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=115814261657106766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115814261657106766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115814261657106766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/09/free.html' title='free'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-115218627722220987</id><published>2006-07-06T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:44:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/earth.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you have consistency and integrity.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about staying grounded and centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with your zest for life and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by setting the scene, creating a unique moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady progress and stability are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;You may take things too slowly, but you never put your heart at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and another Earth element: need each other too much to build a good foundation&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-115218627722220987?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/115218627722220987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=115218627722220987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218627722220987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218627722220987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-love-element-is-earth-in-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-115218525100001077</id><published>2006-07-06T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:27:50.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Spend Your Summer at the Beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whereshouldyouspendyoursummerquiz/beach.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a free spirit who is always thinking of new ways to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't just love summer... you live for it.&lt;br /&gt;So, you really should blow off your responsibilities and head to the beach!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whereshouldyouspendyoursummerquiz/"&gt;Where Should You Spend Your Summer?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-115218525100001077?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/115218525100001077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=115218525100001077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218525100001077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218525100001077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-should-spend-your-summer-at-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-115218466909658698</id><published>2006-07-06T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:17:49.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweet&lt;br /&gt;Those who like you have well refined tastes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-115218466909658698?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/115218466909658698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=115218466909658698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218466909658698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218466909658698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-lemon-meringue-pie-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-115218291553965124</id><published>2006-07-06T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:48:35.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-115218291553965124?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/115218291553965124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=115218291553965124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218291553965124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218291553965124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/07/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-115218156788095907</id><published>2006-07-06T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:26:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chubby Hubby Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/chubby-hubby.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's more of you to love... a whole lot more!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-115218156788095907?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/115218156788095907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=115218156788095907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218156788095907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/115218156788095907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-chubby-hubby-ice-cream-so.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632409977039879</id><published>2006-04-29T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T23:21:39.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Excellent Cook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodcookquiz/excellent-cook.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a top cook, but you weren't born that way. It's taken a lot of practice, a lot of experimenting, and a lot of learning.&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you have what it takes to be a top chef, should you have the desire...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodcookquiz/"&gt;Are You A Good Cook?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632409977039879?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632409977039879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632409977039879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632409977039879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632409977039879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-are-excellent-cook-youre-top-cook.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-114632324149260626</id><published>2006-04-29T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T23:07:21.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!&lt;br /&gt;There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced.&lt;br /&gt;You know a relationship is not about getting your way.&lt;br /&gt;And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time."&lt;br /&gt;You usually find it easy to be part of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632324149260626?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632324149260626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632324149260626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632324149260626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632324149260626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-five-variable-love-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632299539504118</id><published>2006-04-29T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T23:03:15.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;People Envy Your Compassion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/compassion.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632299539504118?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632299539504118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632299539504118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632299539504118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632299539504118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/people-envy-your-compassion-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632261884319443</id><published>2006-04-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:56:58.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEDEDE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as driven and ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem sad and helpless.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632261884319443?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632261884319443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632261884319443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632261884319443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632261884319443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-your-face-says-at-first-glance.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632184024825601</id><published>2006-04-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:44:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632184024825601?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632184024825601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632184024825601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632184024825601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632184024825601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-ideal-relationship-is-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632147330995116</id><published>2006-04-29T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:37:53.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BFE9FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632147330995116?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632147330995116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632147330995116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632147330995116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632147330995116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-five-factor-personality-profile_29.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632131238677210</id><published>2006-04-29T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:35:12.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BFE9FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632131238677210?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632131238677210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632131238677210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632131238677210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632131238677210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-five-factor-personality-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632094503616294</id><published>2006-04-29T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:29:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CDCDC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Values Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C9EAEA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/values.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value loyalty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You're loyal to your friends... to a point.&lt;br /&gt;But if they cross you, you will reconsider your loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;Staying true to others is important to you, but you also stay true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value honesty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You're honest when you can be, but you aren't a stickler for it.&lt;br /&gt;If a little white lie will make a situation more comfortable, you'll go for it.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you mostly care about "situational integrity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really value generosity.&lt;br /&gt;Your needs always come first, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;And you'll possibly help someone else out...&lt;br /&gt;But only if it helps you in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value humility a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be an easy going, humble person.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally your ego takes over.&lt;br /&gt;You have a slight competitive streak - and the need to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value tolerance highly.&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you enjoy the company of those very different from you...&lt;br /&gt;You do all that you can to seek it out interesting and unique friends.&lt;br /&gt;You think there are many truths in life, and you're open to many of them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/"&gt;The Five Factor Values Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632094503616294?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632094503616294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632094503616294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632094503616294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632094503616294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-values-profile-loyalty-you-value.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114632065395262158</id><published>2006-04-29T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:24:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Melancholic Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/melancholic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.&lt;br /&gt;You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114632065395262158?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114632065395262158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114632065395262158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632065395262158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114632065395262158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-have-melancholic-temperament.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114623636379175840</id><published>2006-04-28T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:59:23.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give completely and unconditionally in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114623636379175840?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114623636379175840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114623636379175840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114623636379175840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114623636379175840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-you-are-in-love-you-take-while-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114623570915135095</id><published>2006-04-28T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:48:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Romance Novelist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/romance.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the world as it should be, and this goes double for all matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;You can find the romance in any situation, and you would make a talented romance story writer...&lt;br /&gt;And while you may be a traditional romantic, you're just as likely to be drawn to quirky or dark love stories.&lt;br /&gt;As long as it deals with infatuation, heartbreak, and soulmates - you could write it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114623570915135095?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114623570915135095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114623570915135095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114623570915135095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114623570915135095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-should-be-romance-novelist-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114373070981315489</id><published>2006-03-30T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:58:29.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DABB99" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Soy Latte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/soy-latte.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: free spirited, down to earth, and relaxed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: dogmatic and picky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you need a pick me up, and green tea isn't cutting it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: medium&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114373070981315489?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114373070981315489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114373070981315489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114373070981315489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114373070981315489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-are-soy-latte-at-your-best-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-114373054456206687</id><published>2006-03-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:55:44.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: changing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114373054456206687?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114373054456206687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114373054456206687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114373054456206687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114373054456206687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-are-rain-you-can-be-warm-and-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114372960662258658</id><published>2006-03-30T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:40:06.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Grass Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/grass-green.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth and a bit of a hippie, you are very into nature and the outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;You accept the world and people as they are. You don't try to change things.&lt;br /&gt;You are also very comfortable with yourself, flaws and all.&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic about the future, you feel like life is always getting better.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114372960662258658?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114372960662258658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114372960662258658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372960662258658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372960662258658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-are-grass-green-down-to-earth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114372859791907472</id><published>2006-03-30T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:23:17.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is  A Cult Classic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/cult-classic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few.&lt;br /&gt;But if someone's obsessed with you, look out!  Your fans are downright freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114372859791907472?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114372859791907472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114372859791907472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372859791907472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372859791907472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/movie-of-your-life-is-cult-classic.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114372805856938017</id><published>2006-03-30T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:14:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey! my car!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/beetle-convertible.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.&lt;br /&gt;You love your summers to be full of style and sun!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/"&gt;What's Your Summer Ride?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114372805856938017?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114372805856938017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114372805856938017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372805856938017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372805856938017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/yey-my-car.html' title='yey! my car!'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114372793440199859</id><published>2006-03-30T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:12:14.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114372793440199859?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114372793440199859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114372793440199859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372793440199859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372793440199859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-have-choleric-temperament-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114372766012967082</id><published>2006-03-30T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:07:40.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Metal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/metal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you inspire and respect your partner.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114372766012967082?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114372766012967082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114372766012967082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372766012967082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372766012967082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-love-element-is-metal-in-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-114372674839942191</id><published>2006-03-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:52:28.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear..........</title><content type='html'>nothing a cup of chai can't fix!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-114372674839942191?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/114372674839942191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=114372674839942191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372674839942191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/114372674839942191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-dear.html' title='oh dear..........'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-113699673174936434</id><published>2006-01-12T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:25:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banging my head on the wall</title><content type='html'>Lo, if you're reading this, i'm still deciding, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'd like the "us" right now, and i'm comfortable in this relationship we have... so let's don't rush it.... see first sentence.... the whole situation has got me soooo confused and i need my time and space to decide who's the viktor and who's the ron... we have pletny of time, okay? remember the egg cell-sperm cell statement i made? just remember it.... we have tons of time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-113699673174936434?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/113699673174936434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=113699673174936434' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/113699673174936434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/113699673174936434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2006/01/banging-my-head-on-wall.html' title='banging my head on the wall'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112999018269650026</id><published>2005-10-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:09:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/flowers.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both very knowledgeable and creative.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112999018269650026?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112999018269650026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112999018269650026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112999018269650026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112999018269650026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-hidden-talent-you-are-both-very.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112999004813877231</id><published>2005-10-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:07:28.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm this is so true...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEA7B6" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: 74% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCED6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing isn't a casual thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip to lip action makes your heart sing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/"&gt;Kissing Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112999004813877231?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112999004813877231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112999004813877231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112999004813877231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112999004813877231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm-this-is-so-true.html' title='hmmm this is so true...'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112998962130008423</id><published>2005-10-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:00:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Teal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/teal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel in a slump and lack creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be many people's ideal partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make people feel confident and accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What Impression Am I Giving?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112998962130008423?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112998962130008423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112998962130008423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112998962130008423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112998962130008423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/10/really.html' title='really?'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112946913814625996</id><published>2005-10-16T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:25:38.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to all... thanks a lot!</title><content type='html'>This year is the most interesting birthday i had...... thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112946913814625996?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112946913814625996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112946913814625996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112946913814625996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112946913814625996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-all-thanks-lot.html' title='to all... thanks a lot!'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-112666033322552873</id><published>2005-09-14T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T09:12:13.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, I'm not that miserable anymore....</title><content type='html'>At last, thanks to brilliant timing and cups of chai latte, the long wait is absolutely over!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Since he doesn't want to comment on this blog and only wants my wacky posts, here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the chai latte, the pasta and jazz music.... thank you for the wierd but witty conversations we always have (i.e., bakit kaya parang masaydo nang madaming tao? etc etc) thanks for taking off my stress (goodbye, sore muscles!) Thanks for making me laugh at your maybe-snape-is-gay theories... Thank you for introducing to me more of the Brit rock scene and for the Prince William postage stamp you have and will never give me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of hugs and kisses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes! I know I'm really mushy right now..... To hell with it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112666033322552873?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112666033322552873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112666033322552873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112666033322552873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112666033322552873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/09/now-im-not-that-miserable-anymore.html' title='Now, I&apos;m not that miserable anymore....'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112339483832383825</id><published>2005-08-07T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T14:07:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chai Latte Tales</title><content type='html'>I dunno how my pc went haywire. Next thing I know, I'm here in an internet cafe, sipping COFFEE when I should be drinking my tea (balm for my wounded soul, thank you) at the confines and comfort of my own home where I could scream, laugh out loud without some person judging me as insane. Here I am, writing this dratty post, while researching for pediatrics and editing more weird, sick, undeniably crazy fanfics or finding design ideas for my robes (yes, Peachy, dres robes). And speaking of Harry Potter obsession, here's Peachy's survey questions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)If you were a character in the Harry Potter series,&lt;br /&gt;who would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonks... obvious ba? clumsy din ako eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Whats your favorite Harry Potter book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shempre, Half-Blood Prince nu! I was gloating!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)If you could Apparate to anywhere in the world,&lt;br /&gt;where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand, Egypt and London! --- sabi ni Peachy... basta ako, #93 Daigon Alley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Do you think Snape is a Death Eater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was, is and always be a Death Eater but he has other intentions... *wink wink* *nudge nudge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Where could Sirius Black be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Gotham City (Inspector....haha!!!!!)--- that was from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Whats your favorite subject in Hogwarts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defense Against The Dark Arts! Care for Magical Creatures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Whats the scariest scene you've read in the HP&lt;br /&gt;series?&lt;br /&gt;nung pinatay c *tuuuuuut!!!!!* sa book 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)If there's one thing you can undo/change in the&lt;br /&gt;series, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see answer for # 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Whos your favorite Weasley brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)What food in the wizarding world would&lt;br /&gt;you like to try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firewhiskey, which I desperately need right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Whats your favorite place in the wizarding&lt;br /&gt;world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#93 Diagon Alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)If there were three things you could get&lt;br /&gt;from Harrys world, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. firebolt&lt;br /&gt;b. wand&lt;br /&gt;c. invisibility cloak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Who do you dislike the most in the series?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh..... shempre c Voldy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Cutest couple in the series?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won-won and Lav-lav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Which of the four houses would you want the&lt;br /&gt;Sorting Hat to put you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravenclaw..... dun ako na-sort eh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112339483832383825?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112339483832383825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112339483832383825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112339483832383825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112339483832383825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/08/chai-latte-tales.html' title='Chai Latte Tales'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112264698613279977</id><published>2005-07-29T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:23:06.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Madness</title><content type='html'>Papers to finish, promised HP posts to fulfill, goals to be achieved.... Bonkers or no bonkers, I think I have to take a breather from these things that drive me up the wall.....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... Let me think.... Go to Sonya's and just smell the cool crisp air with a smattering of the hodge-podge scents of herbs and flowers..... Turn the car air conditioner full blast when it's raining and listen to Norah Jones..... Jeez... this two things helped me from doing my own countdown to madness.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112264698613279977?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112264698613279977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112264698613279977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112264698613279977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112264698613279977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/07/countdown-to-madness.html' title='Countdown to Madness'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112194603128617061</id><published>2005-07-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T19:40:31.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/DELAMO%7E8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/DELAMO%7E8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desperate times call for desperate measures. I researched the fastest way to get to the town where he lives with San Franciso as my starting point. Actually, I intentionally want to live in Sonoma, Ca. but of course I will start in the "big city" before moving to the idyllic vineyard town.... I must be going bonkers.... doing the "finding HIM" thing, no, "must find HIM" thing.... yeah.... I must find HIM..... to bring closure to this madness....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112194603128617061?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112194603128617061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112194603128617061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112194603128617061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112194603128617061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/07/desperate-times-call-for-desperate.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-112173325957625297</id><published>2005-07-19T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T08:34:19.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/hbpbackcover_high1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/hbpbackcover_high1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished reading HbP at last... There were really funny moments, tearjerkers, more annoying people, love (haaay, sa wakas...), and adventure... All in all, the book is mature and bittersweet. I am now particularly emphasizing Ginny's significance in the book. As I predicted (hem hem), she is officially Harry's true love... It was a bit bold of Harry to kiss Ginny in front of fifty people (that fifty includes her brother Ron and her ex Dean)... I was momentary bliss after that. Unfortunately, after a signifacant character passed away ( I won't tell who, but do remember to have a box of Kleeenex beside you as you read the book), Harry accepted his fate as the one who would vanquish Lord Voldemort, and Ginny understood it. Harry doesn't want Ginny to be his weakness when he fights Voldy. It was like him saying, "Ginny, you know I love you, but I have a prophecy to fulfill. We can be together after all of this madness..." Haaay.... true love talaga......&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112173325957625297?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112173325957625297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112173325957625297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112173325957625297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112173325957625297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-finished-reading-hbp-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-112098996946517321</id><published>2005-07-10T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:06:09.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/hbpbackcover_high.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/hbpbackcover_high.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG!!!!! Probably a Hogsmeade or Hogwarts attack!!! waah!!!!!! this pic is the back cover of HbP!!!!!!!! Oh Merlin, no!!!!!!!!! Not Hogsmeade!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112098996946517321?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112098996946517321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112098996946517321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112098996946517321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112098996946517321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/07/omg-omg-probably-hogsmeade-or-hogwarts.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-112098988460656997</id><published>2005-07-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:04:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/cho%2C%20is%20that%20u_.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/cho%2C%20is%20that%20u_.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat that, Katie Leung!!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-112098988460656997?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/112098988460656997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=112098988460656997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112098988460656997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/112098988460656997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/07/beat-that-katie-leung.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111995696920802669</id><published>2005-06-28T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:09:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chai Latte Tales</title><content type='html'>Pathetic pathetic pathetic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a, what we call, brooding mode right now. Yes, wallowing in self pity... again, for the nth time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked how my old schoolmates were doing. So far so good, I might say... It seemed they're having the time of their lives. They are living in what I imagined college / grown-up life would be. Almost all of them are happy. Almost everyone, except for me, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, chugging another swig of chai latte, typing this stupid post in this hell hole I called life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I didn't try to be happy. I actually listed down every single blessing I received:&lt;br /&gt;1. my computer --- which I love so much&lt;br /&gt;2. the Internet, particularly my friends in the wizarding world (who wanted to invite me at a gathering in Chicago but I had to decline because of obvious reasons)&lt;br /&gt;3. my bestest best friends in the whole wide world --- no need for names, you know who you are, mwah! to you guys&lt;br /&gt;4. Ms. Rowling's superb, incomparable talent --- no need for further explanations&lt;br /&gt;5. my music file --- unfailingly cheers me up with the song "the middle" by jimmy eat world&lt;br /&gt;6. my unimaginable talent for remembering things not worth remembering but i still remember because i prefer to remember them due to the fact that me remembering these things make me ME --- 'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;7. Chocnut ice cream --- which undoubtedly make my day special&lt;br /&gt;8. chai latte --- I'm drinking a giant steaming mug right now... feels like everything's gonna be okay...&lt;br /&gt;9. my gruesome yet very educating experiences --- with people, that is.... "Difficult times ahead. You have to choose from what is right and what is easy..."&lt;br /&gt;10. His Eternal Cuteness Lord Mouldy-shorts emailing me back --- Why the hell did it take two weeks for HIM to email back? It's not like we're using wizard post..... grrr but happy... Super happy that he MIGHT care for me...&lt;br /&gt;11. rainy days --- I just love to curl in the soft fluffy sofa, drink hot chocolate and stare into blank space...&lt;br /&gt;12. Franz Ferdinand --- love their songs&lt;br /&gt;13. fanfics --- My jaw always drops in disbelief at uber-fans of HP when they come up with the weiredest, funniest, and most disgusting (read: same-sex romance fics) fanfics in the whole planet...&lt;br /&gt;14. my bum --- the shock absorber... always there for me... duh..&lt;br /&gt;15. my spongebob freak-out --- which freaks people out that in turm freaks me out even more..... here I go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the list in the apparently futile attempt to cheer me up, but to no avail I still think of the things I should be enjoying while I'm still not a member of the work force. &lt;br /&gt;1. I should be having a fantastic lovelife right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. in accordance to no. 1, I'm supposed to have HIM as my S.O. (significant other)... yeah right... like that would even happen...&lt;br /&gt;3. I should be enjoying the path I'm taking... why do I feel like I shouldn't be in this direction? I feel others (read: my parents) are smothering me, mollycoddling me and wanting to make me something I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;4. I should turn down my defenses against people in general --- I'm still jaded even if "what happened" was years ago... still afraid of people, especially guys... I'm not really a man-hater (gosh, I'm in love with one), but most guys are jerks....&lt;br /&gt;5. If I can't be with Lord Mouldy-shorts, then THE guy has to be an HP freak like me. A guy who would rather break up with me than give me his copy of HbP. &lt;br /&gt;6. My parents should accept the fact that I could not be pretty and thin... duh... average features, dark circles 'round the eyes like a raccoon, not-so petite body (sorry, sarap kumain e!), utter dislike for majority of the girly-girly clothes that are in right now... and the fact that they cannot purge me of my HP madness... I will fight tooth and nail.... Why don't they just refer me to a psychiatrist?&lt;br /&gt;7. my incessant need for a psychiatrist or psychologist, whoever... --- see above for the obvious reasons&lt;br /&gt;8. my parents to stop driving me up the wall --- driving me bonkers&lt;br /&gt;9. I should be popping Valium right now --- for obvious reasons&lt;br /&gt;10. I should stop feeling sorry for myself --- banging my head on the computer table right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I definitely need some psychological assistance here... buti na lang I have Psyc students for BFFs (best friends forever!) who puts up with this BS I'm in at this moment.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I am, taking another sip of chai latte, with some voice in my head trying to convnce me everything's gonna be okay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111995696920802669?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111995696920802669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111995696920802669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111995696920802669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111995696920802669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/chai-latte-tales.html' title='The Chai Latte Tales'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-111978341561166836</id><published>2005-06-26T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:56:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/sleepy%20dog.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/sleepy%20dog.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzz.........i'm really really sleepy.... need a break from tons of schoolwork and HPwork.... zzzzz......&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111978341561166836?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111978341561166836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111978341561166836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111978341561166836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111978341561166836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/zzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111970587205365504</id><published>2005-06-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:24:32.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/franzfredinandcover.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/franzfredinandcover.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you're lonely&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111970587205365504?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111970587205365504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111970587205365504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111970587205365504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111970587205365504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-if-youre-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-111970390816749697</id><published>2005-06-25T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T20:51:48.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/yoda.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/yoda.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111970390816749697?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111970390816749697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111970390816749697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111970390816749697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111970390816749697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/fear-leads-to-anger-anger-leads-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111970378764173970</id><published>2005-06-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T20:49:49.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/the%20lake%20in%20hogwarts.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/the%20lake%20in%20hogwarts.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 more days to go before the release of HbP... I have never been this tense before.... Here is a picture of the lake scenery, the lake was used as a backdrop for the HP films. Tan-tan-tenenen-tan-tan-tan-tan-tenenen-nenen (hedwig's theme) *sniff sniff* sheds mini tears...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111970378764173970?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111970378764173970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111970378764173970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111970378764173970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111970378764173970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/20-more-days-to-go-before-release-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-111962263675563982</id><published>2005-06-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:17:16.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see... compatible kami.....</title><content type='html'>Gemini &amp; Libra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gemini and Libra come together in a love affair, they enjoy a great relationship based on intellectual interests and mental agility. Dual-natured Gemini loves Libra's balance, and Libra is always entertained by the chatty, brainy Twins. Libra loves art and beauty while Gemini loves the beauty of an idea, but these loves aren't far off from one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Gemini and Libra have a great deal of mental energy. They can come up with all sorts of great ideas when they work together, and Libra has the get-up-and-go needed to put their ideas into action, a quality which Gemini tends to lack. In fact, in the birth of an idea Gemini is better at pontification than direction, but this is a valuable contribution to Libra's mental process. Both Signs share a need for intellectual freedom, which they can certainly provide for one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra is ruled by the Planet Venus (Love) and Gemini by the Planet Mercury (Communication). Libra and Gemini work well together; they combine the forces of love and communication. As Libra prizes harmony with their lover almost above all else, Gemini won't be able to indulge their love of a good, hearty debate too often; Libra would rather do almost anything than argue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Libra and Gemini are Air Signs. Gemini loves Libra's energy and has no trouble keeping up when Libra is off and running with a new idea, art project or other pursuit. Both Signs have wide-ranging interests, giving them great material for provocative discussion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini is a Mutable Sign and Libra is a Cardinal Sign. Libra likes a position of leadership in a relationship. They most often come up with the date ideas, for example, and flexible Gemini's happy to go along -- as long as it's okay to change their minds at the last minute. Libra tends to initiate things but has trouble finishing them; Gemini is so adaptable, they won't mind switching gears on a moment's notice and moving on to something else if Libra gets bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best aspect of the Gemini-Libra relationship? Their ability to work together as an intellectual team. Together they can expose each other to new and different points of view and areas of interest, and help one another open up their worlds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111962263675563982?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111962263675563982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111962263675563982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111962263675563982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111962263675563982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/see-compatible-kami.html' title='see... compatible kami.....'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111961895163199487</id><published>2005-06-24T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:15:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/dining%20in%20the%20great%20hall%20of%20mushroomburger.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/dining%20in%20the%20great%20hall%20of%20mushroomburger.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird sisters..... and partners-in-crime. Times like these rarely happen and probably will only happen again maybe 3-5 years from now... she is my shrink, my conscience (kinokonsensya ako kapag nakikita ko syang nag-aaral.... motivation?? hmm...) and my best friend na hindi natitinag sa mga kabaliwan ko... lalo na kapg lovelife ko na ang pinag-uusapan... ang kulang na lang sapakin ako dahil sa katangahan ko pero hindi magawa dahil nga friend nya ako.... baliw talaga kami...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111961895163199487?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111961895163199487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111961895163199487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111961895163199487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111961895163199487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/weird-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-111961803516456754</id><published>2005-06-24T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:00:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/me%2C%20kristine%20n%20ayo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/me%2C%20kristine%20n%20ayo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun times with my childhood friends... as always, saan pa ba kami magkikita kundi sa emerald, ang palaging kinakainan tuwing may special occasion.... this is our first pic together as grown-ups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111961803516456754?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111961803516456754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111961803516456754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111961803516456754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111961803516456754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/fun-times-with-my-childhood-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111942591174672362</id><published>2005-06-22T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:38:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing the happy dance</title><content type='html'>so what if I had been drowning in a sea of schoolwork?? I jus opened my inbox and there he was....promising a hamburger from jabee... haayyy..... there is still hope after all.... yehey yehey... uh-huh uh-huh.... (doing the running man)... and then there's HbP in July to cheer me up.... Butterbeer for everyone! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111942591174672362?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111942591174672362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111942591174672362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111942591174672362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111942591174672362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/doing-happy-dance.html' title='doing the happy dance'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111771476371700226</id><published>2005-06-02T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T20:19:23.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Cho League</title><content type='html'>Come one, come all!!! Let's throw rotten eggs at Katie Leung, the (ugh....) girl (CORRECTION: snotty girl) who will play Cho Chang. Come on, I mean, she looks like an average Asian girl..... not the mind-bogling, captivating exotic girl Harry had a huge huge crush on..... She looks like an average Tsinay to me....... I may get hate mail for this (from Cho-Harry shippers), but I can't bear watching scenes with Cho in it in the movie this November..... Sorry, an Emerald-Chocolate supporter here... Go Ginny Weasley!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111771476371700226?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111771476371700226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111771476371700226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111771476371700226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111771476371700226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/06/anti-cho-league.html' title='Anti-Cho League'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-111728432483988689</id><published>2005-05-28T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T20:45:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Self Control and Lost My Perfect Eyesight</title><content type='html'>What day could be worse???? I feel a bit depressed because of the git not replying AND I learned I have astigmatism because of staring at the computer screen for hours!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111728432483988689?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111728432483988689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111728432483988689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111728432483988689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111728432483988689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/05/lost-self-control-and-lost-my-perfect.html' title='Lost Self Control and Lost My Perfect Eyesight'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-111582125522052812</id><published>2005-05-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:20:55.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fave song at this moment</title><content type='html'>I've hardly been outside my room in days,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I don't feel that I deserve the sunshine's rays.&lt;br /&gt;The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away,&lt;br /&gt;and it was then I realized the conscience never fades.&lt;br /&gt;When you're young you have this image of your life:&lt;br /&gt;that you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.&lt;br /&gt;And you make boundaries you'd never dream to cross,&lt;br /&gt;and if you happen to you wake completely lost.&lt;br /&gt;But I will fight for you, be sure that&lt;br /&gt;I will fight until we're the special two once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will only need each other, we'll bleed together,&lt;br /&gt;our hands will not be taught to hold another's,&lt;br /&gt;'cause we're the special two.&lt;br /&gt;And we could only see each other, we'll breathe together,&lt;br /&gt;these arms will not be taught to need another's,&lt;br /&gt;'cause we're the special two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember someone old once said to me:&lt;br /&gt;"that lies will lock you up with truth the only key."&lt;br /&gt;But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,&lt;br /&gt;and couldn't see this place could soon become my hell.&lt;br /&gt;So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face?&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now,&lt;br /&gt;but if by chance you change your mind you know I will not&lt;br /&gt;let you down 'cause we were the special two, and will be again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will only need each other, we'll bleed together,&lt;br /&gt;our hands will not be taught to hold another's,&lt;br /&gt;'cause we're the special two.&lt;br /&gt;And we could only see each other, we'll breathe together,&lt;br /&gt;these arms will not be taught to need another's,&lt;br /&gt;'cause we're the special two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step outside my mind's eye's for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease,&lt;br /&gt;or something that could ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing cures the hurt you bring on by yourself,&lt;br /&gt;just remembering, just remembering how we were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we would only need each other, we'd bleed together,&lt;br /&gt;these hands would not be taught to hold another's,&lt;br /&gt;we we're the special two.&lt;br /&gt;And we could only see each other, we'd bleed together,&lt;br /&gt;these arms will not be taught to need another's,&lt;br /&gt;'cause we're the special two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-111582125522052812?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/111582125522052812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=111582125522052812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111582125522052812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/111582125522052812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-fave-song-at-this-moment.html' title='My Fave song at this moment'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-110931156813188529</id><published>2005-02-25T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:06:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/cute%20puppy%20dreams.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/cute%20puppy%20dreams.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute ba???? i need to sleep like that.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110931156813188529?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110931156813188529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110931156813188529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110931156813188529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110931156813188529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/02/cute-ba-i-need-to-sleep-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110834098024953240</id><published>2005-02-14T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T08:29:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/gollumlook.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/gollumlook.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatakot naman c dad!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110834098024953240?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110834098024953240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110834098024953240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110834098024953240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110834098024953240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/02/nakakatakot-naman-c-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110834091290409082</id><published>2005-02-14T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T08:28:32.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/me%20with%20bangs.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/me%20with%20bangs.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be more worse than this?????&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110834091290409082?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110834091290409082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110834091290409082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110834091290409082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110834091290409082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/02/could-it-be-more-worse-than-this.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110735110793723758</id><published>2005-02-02T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:31:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written in the stars but not meant to be</title><content type='html'>Life and love's cruel joke.... I have checked every astrological horoscope, chinese horoscope, fortune teller, etc... He is the missing piece in the puzzle, the balm to my wounded soul, the knight-in-shining-armor, the downside is... I don't think he feels the same way... He once said that saying sorry to someone because you love him/her is redundant... Yeah.... I don't regret fallin in love with him.... I just don't know why I couldn't let go... Maybe because he is the epitome of everything that I once had, my dream, fun, laughter, love...... I think before Valentine's Day, I need some time off to think..... Nah, actually, sulk..... Yeah... sulk.... cry my heart and lungs out.... have a fever.... cry some more.... yeah.... this is why I hate Vslentine's Day.... I'll end up crying on that "very special" day.... Yuck! Did I just make a rhyme???? *vomit vomit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110735110793723758?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110735110793723758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110735110793723758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110735110793723758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110735110793723758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/02/written-in-stars-but-not-meant-to-be.html' title='Written in the stars but not meant to be'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110665630416853913</id><published>2005-01-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:31:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/ronrobes.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/ronrobes.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malapit na!!!!!! Yey!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110665630416853913?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110665630416853913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110665630416853913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110665630416853913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110665630416853913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/01/malapit-na-yey.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110661980414738795</id><published>2005-01-25T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T10:23:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/padme_ep3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/padme_ep3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na!!!! See... tinatago ni amidala yung pregnancy nya through elaborate robes.... Laki na ng tiyan o....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110661980414738795?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110661980414738795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110661980414738795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110661980414738795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110661980414738795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/01/malapit-na-see.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110586923086955710</id><published>2005-01-16T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T17:53:50.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/que%20horror!.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/que%20horror!.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's attempt on a funny face...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110586923086955710?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110586923086955710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110586923086955710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110586923086955710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110586923086955710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/01/dads-attempt-on-funny-face.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110586891457355312</id><published>2005-01-16T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T17:48:34.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/640/sunset%40manila%20bay.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/2975/320/sunset%40manila%20bay.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo while sipping coffee in baywalk.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110586891457355312?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110586891457355312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110586891457355312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110586891457355312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110586891457355312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-took-this-photo-while-sipping-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110579901963758481</id><published>2005-01-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T22:23:39.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Dragon Unleashed </title><content type='html'>So, I blew my apparently docile, peace-loving persona.... A baby dragon is unleashed... a terrible terrible monster inside of me..... Mwahahahaha!!!!! Well, I hate people who rely on others like leeches, for one thing...... And I was trying to be a realist... I mean, SHE cannot depend on us forever!!! I was trying to give her a lesson on life, a reality check. That was it... I MEANT TO BE HARSH... Call me a bitch, I don't care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110579901963758481?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110579901963758481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110579901963758481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110579901963758481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110579901963758481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/01/baby-dragon-unleashed.html' title='Baby Dragon Unleashed '/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-110534702859308350</id><published>2005-01-10T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T16:50:28.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Umbridge</title><content type='html'>Aaargh!!!! Bakit ang malas ko????? Of all the types of people I get to interact with, why does it have to be an Umbridge???? Actually, an anorexic umbridge..... She's an instructor from a different nursing school.... I HATE HER!!!!! Aaaargh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110534702859308350?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110534702859308350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110534702859308350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110534702859308350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110534702859308350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2005/01/meeting-umbridge.html' title='Meeting Umbridge'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-110078358754886678</id><published>2004-11-18T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T21:13:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annhilate the Male Specie part 2</title><content type='html'>about the annhilation.... only a fraction of them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only members to be left are:&lt;/strong&gt;genus best-guy friend-dus -- the bestest best friends in the whole wide world &lt;br /&gt;genus knight-in-shining-armor-rus -- Accdng to Arwen, "There is still hope..."&lt;br /&gt;genus gentlemen-nus -- see previous&lt;br /&gt;genus romantic-kus -- can't get enough of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last genus... I can't really cateogrize them as a part of the male specie because they seemed to have integrated inot the female specie.... the gays, of course.... the bestest best of friends and the biatchiest of enemies..... the world can't function without them.... Bless the gays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be annhilated:&lt;/strong&gt;genus dawg-wazzup-my-man -- aargh!!! stop the faking!!! the heads of these faux hiphoppers will definitely roll... aight?!&lt;br /&gt;genus starfruit-a.k.a. balimbing -- two-timing jerks who never get tired of harassing innocent women&lt;br /&gt;genus stalker-rus -- would you please please leave me alone???&lt;br /&gt;genus feeling-rocker-rus -- stop stop! you're not cool, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least:&lt;br /&gt;genus jerk-kus -- Obnoxious, feeling gwapo, naka-foundation, hahahaha!!! makuliiiiit...... too cool....*vomit* *vomit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110078358754886678?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110078358754886678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110078358754886678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110078358754886678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110078358754886678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/11/annhilate-male-specie-part-2.html' title='Annhilate the Male Specie part 2'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-110078122056627117</id><published>2004-11-18T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T20:35:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Preparations</title><content type='html'>1. I want to be cremated. Half of the ashes to be thrown in the Pacific, half to be equally shared among close freinds and family members.&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: Good Night by Barbie's Cradle&lt;br /&gt;3. I want my corpse to be wearing a medieval style dress, kinda like Eowyn's or Arwen's, ballet slippers, i will be holding a single red rose&lt;br /&gt;4. open casket, my corpse will be lying on a bed of white roses&lt;br /&gt;5. only a two-night wake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-110078122056627117?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/110078122056627117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=110078122056627117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110078122056627117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/110078122056627117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/11/death-preparations.html' title='Death Preparations'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-109870443468182593</id><published>2004-10-25T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T19:40:34.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>I was surfing the net when I had the sudden urge to type his name and click "search". What I found out was not I was expecting. I read something about his life that shattered the demi-god image I had bestowed upon him. The cliche is right, "Nothing is what it seems." &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so sorry if Ihad been so selfish, thinking I was the one hurt, alone. I didn't know you felt the same way I'm trying to suppress all my life... Your scars have been slowly healing, so help me heal mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109870443468182593?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109870443468182593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109870443468182593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109870443468182593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109870443468182593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/10/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-109798097828007364</id><published>2004-10-17T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:44:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animal guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aeon65/1089192065_hummerpink.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8ca8404)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hummingbird Spirit Calls To You!&lt;BR&gt;Hummingbird&lt;br&gt;represents optimism and sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;Being able to roll with the punches is an attribute&lt;br&gt;of Hummingbird.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbirds's Wisdom Includes: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to heal by using light as a laser from&lt;br&gt;mouth &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endurance over long journeys &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to fly into small places to heal &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messenger, stopper of time.&lt;P&gt; &lt;BR&gt;If you enjoyed&lt;br&gt;this quiz, please rate and I may do another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound&lt;br&gt;src=http://www.othellobloke.co.uk/Nativemid/nativespirit.mid&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Aeon65/quizzes/Animal%20Spirit%20Guides%20~%20Which%20One%20Calls%20To%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Animal Spirit Guides ~ Which One Calls To You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109798097828007364?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109798097828007364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109798097828007364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109798097828007364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109798097828007364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/10/animal-guide.html' title='animal guide'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109797795188399249</id><published>2004-10-17T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T09:52:58.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yehey!!!! I am with the Force!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nijckevans/1036583089_oldergreen.jpg" border="0" alt="green" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weild a green lightsaber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nijckevans/quizzes/Star%20Wars%3A%20What%20colour%20lightsaber%20should%20you%20weild%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Star Wars: What colour lightsaber should you weild?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109797795188399249?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109797795188399249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109797795188399249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109797795188399249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109797795188399249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/10/yehey-i-am-with-force.html' title='Yehey!!!! I am with the Force!!!'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109524148029585713</id><published>2004-09-15T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:44:40.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obnoxious with a Capital O</title><content type='html'>Arrgh......... Had a bad day..... To my classmates who will read this, please hush hush, since i'm just trying to make my point here..... Anyway, imagine yourself, having this burden of being a group leader and to think I'm probably the youngest one among our group..... I feel like I'm in a very difficult position. I tried to do my job, but apparently, SOME PEOPLE isn't doing theirs..... on person is always absent... and the other one..... well, i had a good impresion of her at first, but now.... I dunno..... no comment...... It so happened that I had a high regard for her, because she's the oldest one among us and she seemed to be up for the challenge...... Oh well, I was a tad wrong..... just because we had a certain miscommunication, she entirely blame the whole thing on me....... if I knew I was really the one to blame, I would admit it, like I did during our first report. I'm willing to take the blame.... But in this case, no way, jose.... She knew what our group was supposed to report, and yet she never even asked why her copy seemed different..... (Kung hindi din ba siya tanga!!!!) I mean, she BLAMED ME for her stupidity...... I'm not laughing at her drama-drama-han because I also cried during our first report, but now, i don't see any reason why she cried over hers.... One thing I see here: REACTION FORMATION / RATIONALIZATION She blames the whole thing entirely on me (RATIONALIZATION) and she cried (REACTION FORMATION) ........ What the hell is that??? I think she haven't even read and understood her report..... Arghh........ bad day done..... Nalabas ko na yung sama ng loob ko.... Thank you for reading....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109524148029585713?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109524148029585713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109524148029585713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109524148029585713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109524148029585713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/obnoxious-with-capital-o.html' title='Obnoxious with a Capital O'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109512498248094328</id><published>2004-09-14T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T09:23:02.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carrot , the Egg and the Coffee</title><content type='html'>A daughter complained to her father about her life and how things were so hard for her.  She said,"Father, I do not know how I am going to make it.  I just feel like giving up.  I'm tired of fighting and struggling.  It seems as though every time one of my problems is solved, a new one comes along.  I just can't take it anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her father took her to the kitchen.  He filled three pots with water and placed them each on high heat.  Soon the pots came to a boil.  In one pot of boiling water, he placed carrots.  In the second, he placed eggs, and in the last pot, he placed coffee beans.  He let them sit and boil, without saying a word.  The daughter impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty minutes later, he turned off the burners. He strained the water from the carrots and placed them in a bowl.  He lifted the eggs out and placed them in another bowl.  Then he ladled the steaming coffee into a bowl.  Turning to her he asked,"What do you see?" "Carrots, eggs and coffee," she replied.  He  brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots.  She did and noted that they were soft and mushy.  He then asked her to take an egg and break it.  After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.  Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee.  She smiled as she tasted its flavor and smelled the rich aroma.  She humbly asked,"But what does it mean, Father?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that each of them had been plunged into boiling water, but each had reacted differently.  The carrot went into the water strong and hard but after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and become weak.  The egg had been fragile.  Its thin outer shell had protected its soft, liquid interior.  But after sitting in the boiling water, it became hard on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground coffee beans were unique, however.  After they were in the boiling water, the water did not really change them.  They changed the water! "Which are you?" the father gently asked his daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you more like a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?  Are you the carrot that started out strong and hard long ago, but with the pain and adversity of your life struggles, did you become soft and lose your strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the egg that started out soft inside?  Were you a fluid spirit, but after the pain of death, abuse, rejection, poor health, divorce, or a layoff, have you become hardened?  Your outer shell might look the same, but have you become hard-boiled and toughened in your spirit and your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are you like the coffee bean?  The bean that was plunged into the rapidly boiling water actually changed the hot water and gave it flavor and aroma, reaching its peak flavor at 212 degrees Fahrenheit! That is hot water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are plunged into hot water, into anything that brings you pain, like being immersed in the adversities of life, be like the coffee bean.  When things are their worst, you will get stronger and make things better around you, and...you will always leave an aroma that's most pleasing to others as well as to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109512498248094328?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109512498248094328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109512498248094328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109512498248094328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109512498248094328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/carrot-egg-and-coffee.html' title='The Carrot , the Egg and the Coffee'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109504356085915217</id><published>2004-09-13T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T10:46:00.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Hap Hap Happy Day! part 2</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha!!!! I am sooooooo haaaaappyyy!!!!!! Hay... naku.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109504356085915217?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109504356085915217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109504356085915217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109504356085915217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109504356085915217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-hap-hap-happy-day-part-2.html' title='It&apos;s a Hap Hap Happy Day! part 2'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109479647374949896</id><published>2004-09-10T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T14:07:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Hap Hap Happy Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>God works in mysterious ways..... and it's true!!!!! Yehey, yehey, yehey, yehey.......... ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ Lalalala.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109479647374949896?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109479647374949896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109479647374949896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109479647374949896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109479647374949896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-hap-hap-happy-day.html' title='It&apos;s a Hap Hap Happy Day!!!!'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109479583573454122</id><published>2004-09-10T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T13:57:15.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I PREDICT!: What's Coming in Book 6</title><content type='html'>1) Amelia Bones as Minister of Magic. After the Fudge scandal, the Ministry will be looking for someone who instills confidence: a no-nonsense administrator of justice totally untainted with any stain of Fudge. Amelia Bones is head of the Department of Magical Law Enforecement, so she's a shoo-in for the job. This also means that ...&lt;br /&gt;2) Susan Bones will be important. Susan is Harry's contact with Amelia, at the very least. Count on her to be an ardent supporter of Harry and enthusiastic DA member. But of course, if Amelia Bones is in, that means someone else is out. So ...&lt;br /&gt;3) Lucius Malfoy's arrest will strongly affect his cronies in government, starting with Fudge. Yes, poor Cornelius will be out of a job, and don't think he'll take it lying down. He will probably avoid prison, but that just means he'll be even more able to cause trouble. Look for him to join Voldemort, maybe not as a Death Eater and maybe not voluntarily (at least that's what he'll say when he gets caught) but he'll join. Fudge is weak and easily manipulated; he'll do as he is told. And besides Fudge ...&lt;br /&gt;4) Percy gets fired and is still estranged from the family, either out of shame or spite. Imagine if you were Percy. You've turned your back on parents who have done nothing but embarrass you, gotten a good job as assistant to the Minister of Magic then ... what? He gets sacked, and you along with him. Nobody wants you around, and you suddenly discover you were never qualified for the job in the first place. Now what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Expect him to take a room in Diagon Alley and sulk for a bit, then get caught up in whatever Fudge gets into. Percy likes to ride other people's coattails, and if he can, he'll milk Fudge for whatever remnants of power he can get. It's a hard thing to swallow your pride, especially to people you've insulted. While Percy will become a good egg in the end, he won't do it just yet.&lt;br /&gt;5) Ron has flashbacks from the brains. Remember when Ron and Hermione were recovering from their injuries in OotP, and it said that those brains leave scars deeper than physical ones? I expect Ron will suffer some kind of psychological troubles, the nature of which will be connected to the personalities in those brains.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I hope they weren't criminal (HEM! HEM!) brains. Hmmm ... come to think of it, the Department Of Mysteries doesn't seem so much full of mysterious things as full of dangerous things. And speaking of injuries...&lt;br /&gt;6) Hermione still suffers from Dolohov's curse (and we find out just what it is). You can bet that was no ordinary curse; it took ten different potions to save Hermione. Don't think for a minute she is fully recovered.&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be a reason JKR did not tell us anything more about this curse: she is saving it for Book 6. Madam Pomfrey knows, or she wouldn't have been able to treat it. And don't think it wasn't serious because Hermione didn't go to St. Mungo's; Dumbledore wouldn't trust her health to that untrustworthy place. It makes you really appreciate how great a healer Madam Pomfrey is.&lt;br /&gt;I predict Hermione will suffer a relapse about halfway through Book 6, and this will give Harry yet another worry on top of the "main" Worry of the book.&lt;br /&gt;7) Narcissa Malfoy inherits 12 Grimmauld Place. Why not? She is one of Sirius' closest living relatives. This would mean the Order must vacate and find new digs, and that Narcissa (and Draco, and Lucius, and Voldy) will have access to the Order's secrets. It's a plot twist too juicy for JKR not to use. Then again, maybe ...&lt;br /&gt;8) Harry inherits 12 Grimmauld Place. After all, he is probably Sirius' heir -- probably, not for certain. If so, that lets the Order keep the house, and it gives Harry his own digs, safe from detection. In fact, technically it even gives him ownership of Kreacher, though I don't think the elf will obey Harry. That, too, would be an interesting twist.&lt;br /&gt;9) Harry speaks to the Quibbler, but not the Prophet. This is an easy one. Why would Harry talk to a newspaper that has printed such evil lies about him? He'll keep on talking to Mr. Lovegood and let Luna's father print everything first and make all the daily profits (Ha!) from resale to that "Other Paper." In fact, I expect Harry to make at least one visit to Luna's house over the summer, which leads to ...&lt;br /&gt;10) Harry + Luna (and Hermione gets jealous). You saw it in OotP; now it will come to the foreground, since Harry will be a lot more involved with the Quibbler anyway. Besides, Harry and Luna have a lot in common: they can see thestrals, hear the dead, and plenty of people have called them crazy. Luna also has a sort of noble serenity that Harry desperately needs. He needs the love of a good woman, and Luna is very good indeed ... and he won't let nargles stand in the way of a good kiss this time, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;What about Hermione? Well, as much as she flirts and bickers with Ron, I think her true love is Harry; and as rational as she is, she is also still human, so I expect her to be jealous of Luna. And don't think Ron won't notice, which means ...&lt;br /&gt;11) Ron's jealousy grows. We've seen glimpses of Ron's jealous streak over Harry's money and Hermione's feelings for Viktor. Expect that to grow enormously huge once Ron realizes that Hermione fancies Harry over him.&lt;br /&gt;JKR is no stranger to irony, and the irony here is that Ron is quite rich indeed, especially in Harry's view, by having such a wonderful family and no dark wizards trying to kill him. To Ron, Harry has all the money, all the glory, all the Quidditch skill, a better broom - even his own mother's affections, which he doesn't like to share. And don't forget Ron's older twin brothers respect Harry while they still treat Ron like a little twerp. Harry has even enabled those brothers to set up their own business, which Ron could never do. So Ron has plenty of reasons to envy Harry, and if he loses Hermione as well, the result could be violent and tragic.&lt;br /&gt;12) The Dursleys are attacked and taken to St. Mungo's. Yes, Voldy will try to destroy Harry's home protection by destroying the home - not the building, but the familial bond that protects him. It only lasts as long as Petunia makes him welcome: no more Petunia, no more welcome. Expect the Dursleys to get it when they are outside of 4 Privet Drive somewhere, and expect them to be taken to St. Mungo's, the only place to treat curses. As to whether they will live, I have no idea ... but I do expect Harry will have more positive feelings for them than even he ever expected.&lt;br /&gt;13) Lucius Malfoy is sprung from Azkaban. You better believe it. Maybe Draco or Narcissa will smuggle him a wand. More likely he'll bribe his way out. This could be by paying off the new guards, or by paying off friends in high places. Either way, he'll be out before the end of Book 6.&lt;br /&gt;14) Draco Malfoy finally becomes a full-fledged Death Eater. Remember that in JKR's world, 17 is the age of majority (is this true of the Muggle-UK as well?). Thus when Harry is 17, all though Book 7, he will be an adult and able to use magic. We don't know when Draco's birthday is, but how much do you want to bet it's before the end of the school year? Once he is of age he will fulfill his greatest dream, to join his parents at the side of Lord Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I don't know why he couldn't have joined already. Is it likely Voldy would refuse supporters because they're underage? I believe he does, but only for a practical reason: maybe wizards under 17 cannot be held to a magical contract? Er, no, that would mean Harry didn't have to do the Tri-Wizard Tournament. It's a puzzler. Anyway, Draco becomes a Death Eater. Count on it.&lt;br /&gt;15) Draco helps the DE attack Hogwarts. This is another obvious one. In fact, I'd expect he somehow comes by the Marauder's Map and they get in through the Shrieking Shack. Not sure if the Marauder's Map mentions how to deactivate the Whomping Willow. If not, it could be comical: the Death Eaters come slinking out and ... WHOMP!!&lt;br /&gt;16) Bigger roles for the Creeveys. I hate to sound callous, but I figure one or both of them will die. Whether they do or not, Colin and Dennis will be avid and powerful members of the DA.&lt;br /&gt;17) Fred and George do a bang-up business. As I said above, this is further cause for resentment on Ron's part. Expect Weasley inventions to play a significant role in defeating the DE, finding Ludo Bagman, and much more. And that reminds me ...&lt;br /&gt;18) Bagman will return. We'll find out where he's been hiding, and we might see Voldy sacrifice him to the goblins for their support. Definitely, he'll be a desperate man.&lt;br /&gt;19) Mrs. Weasley finds out where Fred and George got the money and is furious - at Harry! This is actually a long shot. I would expect Molly to give her approval to the twins as long as they are successful, but maybe not. Maybe she'll feel that too many of her children are getting away from her. I think she'll be angry at Harry, though she'll be ashamed of it. Actually I think Molly's got a lot to be ashamed of (see below).&lt;br /&gt;20) Ginny's relationship with Dean Thomas bothers Ron ... and Molly. We saw in OotP that Ron was upset to hear Ginny is dating Dean Thomas, and then ... nothing. If you read Galadriel Waters' excellent book, you know that when JKR suddenly changes the subject, that's a clue! So, what is the clue leading to? Plainly, Ron doesn't want Ginny and Dean to be together, but why?&lt;br /&gt;Some might say racism, and I'd have to agree ... but not the way you think. It's not the fact that Dean is black that bothers Ron, but the fact that he is Muggle-born. Of course, Hermione is Muggle-born and Ron has taken up with her, but as with all pejudices, people lack self-criticism: they don't hold themselves to the same standard they set for others.&lt;br /&gt;The question is, especially considering who his father is, why would Ron have anti-Muggle prejudice? Well, I think he gets it from his mother, and that in Book 6...&lt;br /&gt;21) Molly Weasley's prejudices will become apparent. I have a theory about Molly. Remember that she is related to the Blacks, but a "blood-traitor." While Molly has made a decision to turn her back on her upbringing, she cannot erase it. As much as she knows it is wrong, deep down inside she still has anti-Muggle feelings. For that matter, she despised Sirius in OotP for being a prisoner, even though he was innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Quite simply, Molly is concerened with "What is Proper," and she despises "What is Improper." Notice how she treats Mundungus, even though he has never done anything to her and Dumbledore vouches for him. To Molly, being a thief is improper, as is being a prisoner, even if you're innocent ... or being Muggle-born, even if you're a fine and decent person.&lt;br /&gt;For these reasons you can expect Molly will disapprove of Ron's and Ginny's romantic choices. Yes, she is nice to Hermione, but she has to be, doesn't she? Her outward behavior doesn't show what she feels inside. One wonders what she will think when she finds out Fleur Delacour is part veela. One must also expect that her attitude has rubbed off on her children, probably in things she said and did when they were small and she thought they wouldn't understand or remember. That's how prejudices are passed on, after all.&lt;br /&gt;22) Harry returns as Gryffindor seeker. Yes, Umbridge's "lifetime ban" was pretty lame - a schoolteacher cannot ban you from playing a sport for life - so Harry will be back. Unless ...&lt;br /&gt;23) Harry does not return as seeker. After all, he's got a lot on his plate. Ginny is seeker now and might not want to give up the job, even though she told Harry she'd rather be a chaser. Worse, if they compete for it she might actually beat Harry, and that would embarrass him. OotP makes two books in a row where Harry hasn't played Quidditch (well he played, but not for long). In fact, I can think of a good reason for JKR to "ban" him: it takes up too much of the story, which is becoming increasingly dense. Reducing Quidditch would bring the next book down several dozen pages at least.&lt;br /&gt;24) Mimbulus Mimbletonia will be important. We still don't know exactly what it does. We still haven't met Great Uncle Algie either. I expect both will be fleshed out in Book 6.&lt;br /&gt;25) Kreacher returns. Ah, but the interesting thing is, where? Is he still at 12 Grimmauld Place? Sirius is dead, is it still tied to the house? It would make sense that he is now working for Narcissa Malfoy, even if still present at Phoenix HQ. Very dangerous, that little creature.&lt;br /&gt;26) The 2-way mirrors will be important. I am supposing that Hermione repairs the one Harry broke, which she is so good at. This would mean the pieces are still available, which suggests that either A) Harry keeps them or B) harry gets rescued from Privet drive before he even unpacks his trunk. Hey, Hermione did say they would be coming for him "really soon." How sooner can you get than Chapter 1?&lt;br /&gt;I think Harry and Hermione will use them for two reasons. First, they have done lots of secret stuff together, and the mirrors enable secret missions. Second, it would bring Harry and Hermione closer together, which I believe is their ultimate fate - a couple.&lt;br /&gt;27) Buckbeak is freed and returns to Hagrid. After Sirius, Hagrid and Harry are his only friends, and Harry will be too busy with school to care for him. Hagrid will no doubt turn him loose in the Forbidden Forest, where he will be very happy...until he gets dissed by a Centaur, perhaps. Speaking of which...&lt;br /&gt;28) The Centaurs join Voldemort. Look at it from their point of view. The Forest is theirs, Hagrid has brought a giant in, students have tried to use them to ambush Umbridge (adding to their outrage, they fell for it) and Dumbledore is entirely on the opposing side in every case. We don't know how Dumbledore got Umbridge away from the Centaurs, but I'll bet it wasn't polite. Add to this the fact that one of their own has gone to work for - GASP! - humans. Nevermind that they kicked Firenze out and tried to murder him; fanatics are never self-critical.&lt;br /&gt;29) Harry gets a new broom and gives the Firebolt to Ron. This makes sense. If Ron is still on the Gryffindor Quidditch team he could use a Firebolt, and Harry is being more assertive now, so he'll probably splurge and buy himself the latest model. Expect Ginny to get Ron's Cleansweep.&lt;br /&gt;30) Dolores Umbridge returns, and boy is she mad (and I mean it in both senses of the word). You didn't expect her to go away quietly, did you? She'll be out as Fudge's pet hag, because Fudge will be out, but she won't be shoved aside entirely. She is far too "dedicated" for that. Expect her and Fudge to both show up at the worst possible moment, after having done something truly horrible. Remember, she really seems to hate Hermione, doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;31) Hagrid does indeed find a girlfriend for Grawp. Since I cannot possibly imagine what such a female would be like, it's best to leave it at that. I do think it'll be toward the end of the book however, unless her presence is important to the action, as Grawp's was.&lt;br /&gt;32) Dementors are out of control. You knew this one, right? All I can say is, Harry should be grateful for his Aunt's protection. Indeed...&lt;br /&gt;33) Harry and Petunia grow closer. We saw a hint of this in Book 5. Now if something happens to Vernon and/or Dudley but Petunia is spared, look for her to worry terribly, and for Harry to comfort her. This could be the blow that breaks the ice between them. He's already finally realized that his Aunt is his mother's sister. Now maybe we'll hear her side of the story that has been kept quiet so far. Even if we don't...&lt;br /&gt;34) More magical history will be revealed. Especially the important stuff, like who Harry's grandparents were, and what happened to them. Most especially, how many of them (he had four, like everyone else) were Magical? Don't assume Petunia was a squib. It could be a lot more complicated than that. VERY complicated, especially if...&lt;br /&gt;35) Harry learns he is related to the Malfoys...and the Blacks, the Lestranges, and even the Weasleys. Remember Molly saying Harry was "as good as" her own son? And there's got to be some connection if Harry is going to inherit 12 Grimmauld Place. This could also explain the Malfoys' hatred of Harry: not just because he "vanquished the Dark Lord" but because James was a blood-traitor.&lt;br /&gt;36) Lupin returns as DADA teacher and hooks up with Sybil Trelawney. This seems likely because of two things. First, harry has lost Sirius, so he needs Lupin. Second, in Book 3 Trelawney seemed to have hot pants for Lupin. Hey, who better to marry a werewolf than a woman who herself has been despised and cast out? All the staff knew he was a werewolf: that probably made her love him even more. Lupin does suffer alone with noble dignity through no fault of his own. I think Trelawney will pursue him and, being Lupin, he'll be too nice to refuse her.&lt;br /&gt;37) Cho Chang quits DA and turns against Harry. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned," after all. You can bet JKR has read that famous passage, and she will surely demonstrate it literally in Book 6. The fact that Cho actually scorned Harry won't matter to her; she has very little capacity for self-criticism. Gee, have you noticed that about a lot of characters? Or about a lot of people in real life?&lt;br /&gt;38) Hermione's parents are important. We haven't seen much of them, but we will. Sooner or later Harry will have to go to Hermione's house, especially if (as I think) Harry and Hermione will end up as a couple. When he does we'll get to know the Grangers quite well.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think we'll meet them when they have Harry over for tea and it'll be a fine old time. I shudder to think what the Death Eaters might do to get at Harry, like attacking the Muggle parents of one of his best friends. One thing is for sure, they will definitely figure large in Book 6.&lt;br /&gt;39) Bill and Charlie (and Fleur Delacour) play bigger roles. Expect Bill and Fleur's romance to be a running subplot. It may be comic, tragic, or just splendid. You've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;And what about Charlie? Ever since the first book he's been off in Romania. Isn't he done studying those dragons by now? Shouldn't he have a job already? Probably a dragon-handler, sure, we expect it, but hasn't he got his D.D. (Doctor of Dragonology) yet? I would hope so, as I expect dragons to be important in the sixth (and especially seventh) book.&lt;br /&gt;40) Bill marries Fleur. This might not happen until Book 7, but I'm rooting for Book 6. Like I said, it will be splendid, and we need some splendor in among the rubble of the lives Voldemort is sure to ruin. Expect Ginny and Hermione to get heavily into it.&lt;br /&gt;41) Hufflepuffs draw closer to Gryffindor, while Ravenclaws draw closer to Slytherin. This is their natural inclination. Have you noticed how the HP books mirror the times? Just as people are more extreme politically these days, expect the Houses to go to extremes.&lt;br /&gt;Consider for example that Marietta Edgecombe, the sneak, is a Ravenclaw. There will be two emotional dynamics coming from this. First, Ravenclaws will be embarrassed that one of their own was so untrustworthy. But also, they will be insulted at the way she suffered under a spell by Hermione Granger, a Gryffindor smarty-pants who nobody ever liked anyway. It's bad enough that Their Girl is now despised - and many of them despise her for not being more clever, not for being a sneak - but it is far worse that someone in another house, especially that Brainiac Hermione Granger, got her so good. And have you noticed Brainiac Granger is a hottie nowadays? And she's always around that handsome, tragic, rich and famous boy hottie, Harry Potter. The girls of Ravenclaw will hate her even more.&lt;br /&gt;And Marietta Edgecombe is still a good friend of Cho Chang, who is still jealous of Hermione, who Cho still thinks is Harry's true love.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Mr. Lovegood should publish The Magical Enquirer instead.&lt;br /&gt;42) The havily-moustached wizard and the frizzy-haired witch in the second row, from Chapter 8 of Book 5, will be back...and hostile to Harry. I don't think they were mentioned just in passing. They were Fudge's cronies, and they might be out on the street with him. Expect them to be after Harry, even (or especially) if they don't lose their jobs.&lt;br /&gt;43) Voldemort invades Harry's mind again. You can be sure of it. And you can be sure he will learn of the full, entire prophecy, since Harry has heard and seen it in the Pensieve.&lt;br /&gt;44) Nagini turns out to be Harry's friend from the zoo. Remember that snake from Book 1? I am shocked that nobody else has seen this. Nagini is almost definitely the snake Harry released from the snakehouse. And remember, Harry can talk to snakes. And Harry was kind to this snake. And Voldemort simply uses this snake as a slave. And it pays to have your enemy's servant in your debt. Let's see, that's Pettigrew, Nagini...who else can Harry help out? Does he even need to? Consider that Voldemort depended - and may still depend - almost totally on these two. I think I can see how Harry might "vanquish" Voldemort without killing him...or without Harry HIMSELF killing him. Maybe I've said too much already.&lt;br /&gt;45) Ghosts will be important. They can act as spies, and can even shock people by floating through them. And, lets face it, they cannot be killed - they're already dead! And wouldn't they be terrifying to Voldemort, who fears death? In fact...you don't suppose...&lt;br /&gt;VOLDEMORT BECOMES A GHOST in Book 7?&lt;br /&gt;This could be Dumbledore's "fate worse than death." Think of it: forced to live in a world he cannot affect, unable to go on to the Next World, stuck here, discorporeal forever. And don't forget ghosts can be banished. Do you expect anyone would let Voldemort's ghost haunt them, even former Death Eaters? No, they'd be too embarrassed at their failures and annoyed as the ghostly Voldemort continued to try to manipulate them. He would be banished everywhere that anyone recognized him. Bodiless and without effect, a hollow shadow of what he was, unable even to wield a wand. Surely this would be a fate far worse than death.&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;46) Neville surprises us all. Don't ask me why, but I think Neville may in fact save the day. Maybe it's because of his valiant effort in the Deparment of Mysteries. It's also because his parents were very strong wizards, and the only thing holding him back are those awful memory charms. We are all fairly sure that Neville will break those charms, or they will be broken for him, maybe by Harry with some sort of legilimency trick - you did know Harry will turn out to be a powerful legilimens didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109479583573454122?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109479583573454122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109479583573454122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109479583573454122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109479583573454122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-predict-whats-coming-in-book-6.html' title='I PREDICT!: What&apos;s Coming in Book 6'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109470708185427426</id><published>2004-09-09T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T13:18:01.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the Missing Glue</title><content type='html'>Waaah!!!! Nawawala yung glue stick na binili ko!!!!! Ico-compile ko na sana yung Harry Pooter scrapbook ko pero nawawala ang pinakamamahal kong glue!!!!!! Naku....... Ulyanin na ata ako.... I can't seem to remember where I last saw that glue..... Pinaghirapan ko pa naman i-organize yung mga HP clippings para ma-compile na. bakit kasi ngayon pa yun nawala!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109470708185427426?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109470708185427426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109470708185427426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109470708185427426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109470708185427426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/case-of-missing-glue.html' title='The Case of the Missing Glue'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109463593766440858</id><published>2004-09-08T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T17:32:17.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Eirha, bad Eirha, bad Eirha!! Banging My Head against The Wall</title><content type='html'>Aaaarrrrgh!!!!!! Why didn't I study for the midterms???? Bakit ayaw mawala ng katamaran sa katawan ko????? Pwede bang ma-exorcise ang katamaran out of my system????? Ayan tuloy, ang baba ko sa two exams ko, considering na two MAJOR subjects yun.... Waaahhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I promised to myself na I would do better in the midterms than I did during the prelims.... E, anung nangyari??? Mas mababa pa ako ngayong midterms!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, I wish, I wish i've done a little bit more&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda woulda coulda means a lot of time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109463593766440858?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109463593766440858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109463593766440858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109463593766440858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109463593766440858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/bad-eirha-bad-eirha-bad-eirha-banging.html' title='Bad Eirha, bad Eirha, bad Eirha!! Banging My Head against The Wall'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109453337088702323</id><published>2004-09-07T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:02:50.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Cardinal Rules in the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always put cinnamon powder on your breakfast coffee. (for that feel-good vibe to last the whole day)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never ever put tons of pepper on your soup! (Pepper overpowers and ruins the taste of the soup)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During Christmas season, if you don't have apple cider, get the most sour apple ( the green ones) and juice it and boil the juice, serve with cinnamon stick. Perfect after dinner!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best pick-me-up drink for the day is salabat. Really, I'm not kidding! Besides, ginger is good for the sinuses, so if you have a cold, drink salabat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knives for kitchen dwellers (like me) are like guns for soldiers. If you have the new knives that can't be sharpened, put them on the freezer to bring back the sharpness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nestle Cream is very versatile. You can use it for salads, making homemade ice cream, and of course, cream soup just in case you run out of Campbell's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your crush is gonna have breakfast @ yoour home, make aphrodisia pancakes! Put chocolate bits or chips in pancake batter and add pinches of cinnamon and nutmeg (not too much nutmeg, though), and voila! Instant aphrodisia pancakes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your kitchen is not complete without patis! Yeah, that lowly patis! It's very versatile, can use to salten up any dish, even pasta!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have to eat your own food creation even if it doesn't taste good. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If having difficulty concerning a recipe, consult mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living life to the fullest means eating any food you can encounter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109453337088702323?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109453337088702323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109453337088702323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109453337088702323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109453337088702323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/ten-cardinal-rules-in-kitchen.html' title='Ten Cardinal Rules in the Kitchen'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8212940.post-109453455005431277</id><published>2004-09-07T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:22:30.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Too Big of a Fan When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You mutter nonsense latin words under your breath. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You call your least favorite teacher Snape. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your computer says "You've Got Mail" and you run outside looking for an owl. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You actually ask for a broom for Christmas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You mutter "lumos" under your breath every time you turn on a flashlight. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You sort everyone you meet into the four Hogwarts houses. (Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You were burned when you couldn't get through the flames of your fireplace. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You had to go to the hospital after you broke your nose running headfirst into the wall between platforms nine and ten. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wand order mistake in GoF drove you crazy, and even after it was "corrected" you still came up with dozens of theories to explain why that happened. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You point a normal things like parking meters and say "Look at the things these muggles dream up!" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You collect plugs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You try on every piece of silvery fabric your mom has to see if you turn invisible &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before getting up to get something, you always try to summon it first. Accio TV remote! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You watched "Love, Actually" because two minor Harry Potter actors were in it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You were reduced to tears when you finally had book 5 in your hands. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You refer to your Chemistry class as Potions. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You spend hours tapping bricks in special orders hoping that a secret entrance to Diagon Alley will appear. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When playing chess, you yell orders to the chess players and get upset when they don't move. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You yell into the "fellytone." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get emotional every time you hear "Hedwig's Theme". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You say "wicked" all the time because Rupert Grint does. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get thoroughly overexcited every time you see a word somewhere that is distantly linked with HP (ie. Saint Hedwig's).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You name all of your pets after HP characters. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get in to heated arguments over how much gel Tom Felton had in his hair in the first two movies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know that Harry's birthday is July 31, 1980, Hermione's birthday is September 19, 1980 and Ron's birthday is March 3rd, 1980 even though it never said in the books. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You refer to Voldemort as "You-Know-Who", and no one has any idea who you're talking about. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You went out and bought the latest editition of the Webster's Dictionary because they added the word "muggle". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You were kicked out of the movie theater for standing on your chair, throwing your shoe at the screen and yelling "THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN IN THE BOOK!" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You count the days until you're old enough for your apparating license, and everyone else thinks you're talking about driving. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your free time on the computer is spent constantly refreshing your favorite Harry Potter news site, hoping for an update.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109453455005431277?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109453455005431277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109453455005431277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109453455005431277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109453455005431277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-know-youre-too-big-of-fan-when.html' title='You Know You&apos;re Too Big of a Fan When...'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109453375815597372</id><published>2004-09-07T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:09:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.behindthemasks.com/dawnatello/harrypotter/quiz" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.behindthemasks.com/dawnatello/harrypotter/quiz/prongs.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.behindthemasks.com/dawnatello/harrypotter" target="_Blank"&gt;Which Harry Potter Marauder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave, majestic, and fair, you look out for those who might not be as strong or powerful as yourself, and you believe that friendships are one of the most important things in life. You enjoy freedom and mischief, and the open air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeheeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109453375815597372?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109453375815597372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109453375815597372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109453375815597372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109453375815597372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/which-harry-potter-marauder-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109446453688485117</id><published>2004-09-06T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T18:06:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradictions, contradictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay.... buhay...... ganito lang siguro talaga...... Life's such a bitch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I was in a hurry to meet someone and fall in love..... Sa sobrang pagmamadali ko, I ended up as the loser (as in, may malaking L sa malaki kong forehead). Ako rin ang umasa.... at in the course sa kakaasa, nasaktan..... &lt;strong&gt;Mom: "Masyado ka pang bata, huwag ka munang magmadali." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon namang, I'm still trying to make up for the lost time (dahil sa kakahanap ng love). Eto, I usually don't care about how I look. I enjoy eating... (fattening myself, actually). I enjoy life without that "significant someone" holding me on a leash..... Ok na sana pero......... &lt;strong&gt;Mom: "Oi, bakit wala pang nanliligaw sa iyo? Hindi naman ako naniniwalang pangit ka... Ikaw kasi, hindi ka gumaya sa mga girls na ka-age mo, nag-aayos ng sarili, nagda-diet, nagme-make-up, para mapansin ka man lang!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*sigh* Ano ba talaga???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thing I learned in all of this crazy b.s., never listen to anyone but&lt;br /&gt;yourself. Your intuition is your guide to finding yourself, and you will&lt;br /&gt;discover your perception of happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109446453688485117?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109446453688485117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109446453688485117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446453688485117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446453688485117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/contradictions-contradictions.html' title='Contradictions, contradictions'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109446175967728476</id><published>2004-09-06T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T17:09:19.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fred and George Wealsey's Most Glorious Moment</title><content type='html'>"You two," she went on, gazing down at Fred and George, "are about to learn what happens to wrongdoers in my school.""You know what?" said Fred. "I don't think we are."He turned to his twin."George," said Fred, "I think we've outgrown a full-time education.""Yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," said George lightly."Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?" asked Fred."Definitely," said George.And before Umbridge could say a word, they raised their wants and said together, "Accio Brooms!"Harry heard a loud crash somewhere in the distance. Looking to his left he ducked just in time -- Fred and George's broomsticks, one still trailing the heavy chain and iron peg with which Umbridge had fastened them to the wall, were hurtling along the corridor toward their owners. They turned left, streaked down the stairs, and stopped sharply in front of the twins, the chain clattering loudly on the flagged stone floor."We won't be seeing you," Fred told Professor Umbridge, swinging his leg over his broomstick."Yeah, don't bother to keep in touch," said George, mounting his own.Fred looked around at the assembled students, and at the silent, watchful crowd."If anybody fancies buying a Portable Swamp, as demonstrated upstairs, come to number ninety-three Diagon Alley – Weasley's Wizard Wheezes," he said in a loud voice. "Our new premesis!""Special discounts to Hogwarts students who swear they're going to use our products to get rid of this old bat," said George, pointing at Professor Umbridge."STOP THEM!" shrieked Umbridge, but it was too late. As the Inquisitorial Squad closed in, Fred and George kicked off from the floor, shooting fifteen feet into the air, the iron peg swinging dangerously below. Fred looked across the hall at the poltergeist bobbing on his level above the crowd."Give her hell from us, Peeves.""And Peeves, whom Harry had never seen take an order from a student before, swept his belled hat from his head and sprang to a salute as Fred and George wheeled about to tumultuous applause from the students below and sped out of the open front doors into the glorious sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109446175967728476?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109446175967728476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109446175967728476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446175967728476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446175967728476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/fred-and-george-wealseys-most-glorious.html' title='Fred and George Wealsey&apos;s Most Glorious Moment'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109446124322816138</id><published>2004-09-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T17:00:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Message Behind the Door </title><content type='html'>First the message, a refresher for anyone who doesn’t have it imprinted in their mind or engraved heavily into their computer desk:&lt;br /&gt;He looked rather like an old lion. There were streaks of grey in his mane of tawny hair and his bushy eyebrows; he had keen yellowish eyes behind a pair of wire-rimmed spectacles and a certain rangy, loping grace even though he walked with a slight limp. First off, I’d never heard the word "rangy," so more for myself than anything else, I looked it up in the dictionary. Rangy, apparently, is another word for gangly or lanky; so we’re probably looking at someone quite tall.&lt;br /&gt;The description puzzles me and I’ve found myself yelling at my computer as the comments come flooding in: it’s the HBP!; it’s Godric Gryffindor!; it’s McGonagall’s husband!; it’s McClaggan!&lt;br /&gt;Now, before I spontaneously combust, I want to try and disprove some of these theories:&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the HBP.” – I think that’s almost an insult to Jo! I have no doubt in my mind that she would NOT make it that easy for us. Although the whole book isn’t going to be centred around the Half Blood Prince we’ve all been talking over, she didn’t give any information away about who the Prisoner of Azkaban was before book 3, what the Goblet of Fire was before book 4 and definitely not what the Order of the Phoenix was before book 5. I don’t think it’s going to be any different this time around, my fellow Potter fans. I don’t think we’re going to find that out until the book is right in front of our goggling little eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"It’s Godric Gryffindor." - To put it simply: he’s dead. I don’t think it’s ever been specifically stated, but the dude lived over a thousand years ago and just like R. Ravenclaw, S. Slytherin and H. Hufflepuff, he’s dead, buried and gone. If they weren’t, there’d be no reason for the Sorting Hat and no wizard is immortal unless they have the Philosophers/Sorcerer’s stone, which has been destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;"It's McGonagall’s husband." - It’s never been stated that Minerva is married, and I’m not seeing that as an option until Jo reveals McGonagall's marital status.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, "it’s good old McClaggan." – He/she has only been mentioned once and already they’re about as famous as the Mona Lisa. To defy this theory, I call upon a quote from Rowling’s talk at the &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/jkrebf.shtml"&gt;Edinburgh Book Festival&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"I found the name McClaggan the other day, which I think is a great name. There is a McClaggan in book six because I thought that it is a surname that is too good to waste." I don’t think this McClaggan person is going to have a main role – I think he/she is going to have a minute part, a little like Archie in Goblet, the guy who made Hermione giggle by refusing to replace his muggle nightdress with trousers...gotta love the guy!&lt;br /&gt;By the sounds of things, Jo just put him/her in because she liked the name, which is as good a reason as any. Any main parts that Jo thinks up already have names, I believe, even if they do end up being changed (like Rita being called Bridget) and are planned beforehand. Jo’s now halfway through the book, and she states that she only came across the name the other day. Sounds like a bit part to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I don’t think we’ve come across the character described before and I’m one of many speculating that maybe, just MAYBE, this guy’s the new defense against the dark arts teacher (in which case I feel sorry for the Hogwarts first years because he doesn’t come across as the friendliest-looking person in the world). Either that, or it’s just a random passage about a random, bit-part person.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I don’t think we’ll know who this dude is until the book’s published. We may not like secrecy but Jo does, and we respect that. I don’t think the "Brain Behind Harry" is going to give away too much until the book’s out there to be devoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109446124322816138?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109446124322816138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109446124322816138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446124322816138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446124322816138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/message-behind-door.html' title='The Message Behind the Door '/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109446101591469576</id><published>2004-09-06T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T16:56:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mythology, Voldemort, Love, and the final 2 books </title><content type='html'>Harry Potter is a true hero in both the literary and mythological senses. In fact, HP is an excellent example of myth in the modern age. Harry can proudly take his place as "the hero with a thousand faces" in the 20th and 21st centuries.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, many parallels exist with other hero stories. One of the most recent of the modern myths is Star Wars. Looking at one may help us in understanding the other. Consider: ?&lt;br /&gt;Both are about an orphaned boy. Harry Potter lives with the unloving Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Luke Skywalker lived with the not unloving, but tough Uncle Lars and Aunt Beru. ?&lt;br /&gt;The father of each hero was "killed" by the villain. This literally true for Harry, and figuratively for Luke. ?&lt;br /&gt;Each hero was mentored by a gentle, wise, old man (at times seemingly omnipotent and omniscient) in the ways of "magic". ?&lt;br /&gt;Each of the villains was the prize pupil of the corresponding hero's mentor. ?&lt;br /&gt;Harry and Luke must both master their passions in order to access their full potentials.&lt;br /&gt;We will return to this parallel later. Let us get on with the business of figuring out the course of the last two books, and how Harry can defeat Lord Voldemort. Let us assume that it is not the case that part of Voldemort lives in Harry. This is an excellent theory, and our proposed solution might be made to work in that case as well, but it is extraneous here.&lt;br /&gt;There appear to be three ways to kill Voldemort in keeping with the characters and scenario that Rowling has given us, hinted at, etc. They are: the cheap way, the easy way, and the hard way. The cheap way is for someone to push Voldemort through the curtained arch in the Department of Mysteries. This would bypass standard death dealing techniques and Voldemort's ability to avoid death. In addition to being anticlimactic, however, it doesn't fit with the quality of the writing and planning that Rowling has put into the books. Also, this is simply not a heroic ending.&lt;br /&gt;The easy way is for Harry to take Voldemort through the curtain. While this is a heroic way of doing it, it is more suited to a tragic hero. Since Harry is a true hero, this would be bad from a literary point of view. In addition, it would not be well received by the hordes of fans.&lt;br /&gt;The hard way is the one that has been suggested in the excellent essays which prompted these musings. Harry must use Love to defeat Voldemort. Here we mean love in the sense of agape, rather than eros, though the latter should have its place. Others have given the reasons this should be so, and we will not repeat them here, but we will add some further thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Harry's anger and frustration have been rising throughout the series until, by OotP, that is all there is; any moment of happiness or even temperament is short-lived. He cannot love Cho, and even his friends constantly seem to have an irritating effect on him. The journey of a true hero involves some element of self-realization and/or learning a new way of being. Harry must learn to replace his anger or it will be the end of him. Love seems the logical replacement.&lt;br /&gt;Those who have argued that love will defeat Voldemort haven't provided any analysis as to how it will be done, or how Harry will learn what he needs to. Let's examine first the way love could defeat Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;Possession has been suggested, usually Voldemort possessing Harry, and the love within Harry destroying Voldemort. Possible, also, would be Harry possessing Voldemort, and the power of love killing Voldemort from within. Interesting ideas, especially since there is already a little bit of Harry inside Voldemort. Apart from that, there seems to be little groundwork laid for this plan. There is the existing connection between them, but that could be used in any solution. There have been possessions, but nothing to suggest that it could be made necessarily lethal.&lt;br /&gt;Let us look to mythology again, as HP is fine myth. The most prevalent mythology of our culture and era is the Christian one. The most important lesson of Christ is also the most difficult to master: "Love thine enemy". If you have truly mastered that, then you have reached your full potential. This brings us back to the parallels between Harry Potter and Luke Skywalker. How does Luke defeat Darth Vader? Through love! He does not kill Vader when he has the opportunity, and allows himself to be pushed to the brink of death. He stops referring to Vader's current persona, and appeals to Anakin Skywalker, who is still within. Eventually, the love of Anakin for his son reawakens him and the Darth Vader persona is thrown off and he saves Luke. Could this be the way for Harry to defeat Voldemort?&lt;br /&gt;What was the purpose of CoS? It's a great tale and many important things happen in it, but the one critical thing, the thing that makes it CoS, is that Harry meets Tom Riddle! Harry learns about Tom Riddle. Harry learns about how Tom Riddle was destroyed by Voldemort, the same way that Anakin Skywalker was destroyed by Vader. Why? So that Harry can see that there is a lonely, unloved boy within, much like himself. Someone to be pitied, perhaps, and worth saving? This would support the idea of destroying Voldemort by saving Tom Riddle.&lt;br /&gt;Further support comes from Dumbledore. He knows or strongly suspects the truth. When referring to You-Know-Who, he uses the name "Voldemort,” because Voldemort is the one behind the bad things that happen. When talking to him, Dumbledore calls him "Tom.” Dumbledore is not talking to the Voldemort persona, he is talking to the Tom Riddle buried deep inside. He is trying to keep Tom from disappearing altogether. Dumbledore doesn't use any killing attacks against Voldemort, either because he knows they won't work or because he wants to save Tom (or both).&lt;br /&gt;Thus, we contend that the way for Harry to defeat Lord Voldemort is for him to reawaken Tom Riddle and for Tom to throw off the Voldemort persona.&lt;br /&gt;It remains to be asked "How does Harry do that?" There are three main stages. The first is for Harry to make changes within himself. Next, Harry must learn to relate to and deal with others so that the love we have been talking about can be exchanged. Finally, Harry must do this with Riddle/Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;How can Harry master his passions? First it is necessary to stabilize his relationship with the Dursleys. Petunia is already more accepting of (or at least resigned to) the role she and Harry will play in each others’ lives. In fact it looks like Petunia will be an important character in the last two books. At the end of OotP, Harry's adult friends conveyed to the Dursleys the importance of not harassing Harry. It will be up to Harry to do his part in return.&lt;br /&gt;Harry must continue his occlumency classes to help calm himself and keep Voldemort from affecting him. As we will see, this will tie in with the second stage of Harry learning to deal with Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;The Philtre of Peace must play a role in this story. It practically slaps the reader in the face when it appears. Here would seem to be a good place to use it. Harry could take it in the early stages, until he has better control, or when he is getting exceedingly out of control.&lt;br /&gt;How does Harry learn to use the love that is within him? He has already started through his relationship with Sirius. This is possibly why Sirius exists in HP. Sirius had to die in order for Harry to learn to deal with the death of a loved one, and to learn not to let that love become poisoned by the death. Harry could possibly get a longer lasting girlfriend - Luna, perhaps. Harry needs to work on his friendship with Ron and Hermione, maybe learning from a relationship blossoming between those two. Once his relationship with the Dursleys is stable, perhaps they could even warm to each other and become more like a family.&lt;br /&gt;These are useful and, perhaps, necessary or important advances, but there should be one absolutely critical and unavoidable new relationship that Harry must form. What is the role of Severus Snape in HP? He hasn't really served a useful purpose to this point. He has grown more hostile toward Harry (and vice versa) through the series. On the other hand, he has served as a protector of Harry throughout. He is someone balanced on a knifepoint, and in the middle of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the most important thing about Snape is the fact that, like Riddle/Voldemort, his young life was a parallel to Harry's. Snape's life, however, takes the middle course, neither the hero nor the villain, neither good nor evil. (Here we could insert a lengthy mythological analysis involving the Grail, but we shall try to stay focused.) Who better for Harry to "practice" on than Snape? If Harry can forge a new relationship with Snape and actually engender some goodwill between the two, then Harry will have taken a giant step toward being able to defeat Voldemort. Note that in order for Harry to continue his study of occlumency it will be necessary for him to take a few steps in this direction.&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of Snape's memories in the Pensieve except to allow Harry to see and experience him in the same way that he experienced Tom Riddle in CoS? Harry should have enough common ground and understanding to start building a better relationship with Snape. He could approach Snape with more respect, dedication, and humility (especially if it goes against the grain). Snape's response could be that he will become less hostile toward Harry. This should make Harry feel better disposed toward Snape, his new attitude less forced, and he would do better at his lessons. Snape's respect for Harry could go up, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;This new association with Snape could be viewed as a bridge between Gryffindor and Slytherin. With Harry and Snape in the Order, it could be viewed as an alliance. Probably, however, the Sorting Hat's advice refers to the students. Harry may have to forge an alliance with one or more Slytherin students. The most obvious place to look is Malfoy. However, there does not seem to be any indication that they will, or could bond together. What, then, is Malfoy's role in HP?&lt;br /&gt;From a literary or storytelling point of view, he is probably a necessary foil for the hero. In HP, he must be something more. One possibility: another editorial was correct and the Grangers will die. So far Malfoy has talked a good game, but has done little to match his talk. Perhaps having a schoolmate's parents killed (maybe by his own father) will cause Malfoy to realize that he doesn't really hate muggles. More likely, Malfoy will do something (or react to the death of the Grangers, e.g.) that really revolts another, more moderate, member of Slytherin. Maybe even Crabbe, Goyle, or Parkinson. This could lead to an alliance through DA.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Malfoy's role as schoolyard bully has more importance than previously thought. By continually standing up to Malfoy, Harry is setting an example for the reader, demonstrating just how weak bullies really are. For stories with children as the primary targets, this is a very important point. Perhaps this can be used in HP by requiring Harry to choose between his own safety or comfort and helping Malfoy, even though they hate each other. This could be one of the small steps along the way to Harry's transformation.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we come to how Harry will retrieve Tom Riddle. Probably, we can do little more than speculate. Jo Rowling must be allowed some leeway, after all ;)&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly, the parallels between the characters and their bond will play a role. Possession of one by the other could play a role, but not necessarily so. So far, little has been made of the fact that muggle-hating Voldemort is himself a half-blood. This could become more prominent in the final two books. Harry could gain the upper hand in a battle with Voldemort (again) and refuse to kill him. Perhaps the very fact that Harry comes to love (or, at least, accept and be friendly with) the Dursleys, Snape, Malfoy, and whoever else, will play a big part in Tom Riddle coming to terms with, and accepting, his own heritage.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever does happen to bring it about, rest assured that Riddle/Voldemort's heart will "grow three sizes that day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109446101591469576?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109446101591469576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109446101591469576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446101591469576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109446101591469576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/mythology-voldemort-love-and-final-2.html' title='Mythology, Voldemort, Love, and the final 2 books '/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109443998672740578</id><published>2004-09-06T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T19:56:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/13/1630/640/curly1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz/harry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Which HP Kid Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yehey! Si Harry Potter ako!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109443998672740578?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109443998672740578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109443998672740578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443998672740578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443998672740578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/which-hp-kid-are-you-yehey-si-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109443612401258255</id><published>2004-09-06T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T10:02:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/13/1630/640/OotP.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/13/1630/320/OotP.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainip na ang maghintay para sa book 6!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109443612401258255?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109443612401258255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109443612401258255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443612401258255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443612401258255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/nakakainip-na-ang-maghintay-para-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109443600959625266</id><published>2004-09-06T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T10:00:09.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/13/1630/640/curly1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/13/1630/320/curly1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangit talaga ako....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109443600959625266?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109443600959625266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109443600959625266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443600959625266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443600959625266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/pangit-talaga-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</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-8212940.post-109443369727188088</id><published>2004-09-06T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T09:21:37.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayoko na!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nakakainis talaga!!!!!!!! Buwiset, buwiset, buwiset!!!!! AAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Nakaka-stress, nakakaloka! Bakit ganito???? Ganito???? Kung alma ko lang na ganito ang life ng grown-ups, ayaw ko nang tumanda!!!!! Nakakaasar talaga.... Daming ginagawa, daming pinoproblema....... Haay...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8212940-109443369727188088?l=eirha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/feeds/109443369727188088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8212940&amp;postID=109443369727188088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443369727188088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8212940/posts/default/109443369727188088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirha.blogspot.com/2004/09/ayoko-na.html' title='ayoko na!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>eirha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11267650484395515735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
