<?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-5117388</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:18:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamcatcher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-107697810746708850</id><published>2004-02-16T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T16:37:41.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...tis been so long...a lot of things have happened and I'm sorry for having posted just now. I've been laying low...I missed everyone. Our concert is cancelled due to "scheduling problems" -quoted our principal-and I've been kinda busy with my thesis.It's 50+ pages and its a BABY thesis...the insanity of our world. I was wondering...would you all like to meet up with me? It's been long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/107697810746708850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/107697810746708850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107697810746708850' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-107242891334149321</id><published>2003-12-26T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T00:56:37.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im alive...so much has happened...I'm on break... on th YU-Gi-Oh fever! n_nWell im ok now, Big bro and me just made up... belated merry xmas to every one!You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal."And The Phoenix's cycle had reachedzenith, so he consumed himself in fire.  Heemerged from his own ashes, to be foreverimmortal."Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl(Aztec), Shiva (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/107242891334149321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/107242891334149321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107242891334149321' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-107061855281405771</id><published>2003-12-05T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T02:03:30.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok...I haven't posted much yet because:1) ModessAlthough NILUTO kami...F****ING 10th PLACE???WHAT THE FUK???2) CheeringWe won this one (n_n)...I was a lifter and our practices last until 10:00 in the evening...I even came home 1:00 in the morning on our last practice...Ok for more rants (tis gonna get sticky...)To someone...in case you read this rant...kilala mo kung sino ka.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/107061855281405771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/107061855281405771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107061855281405771' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106887926670587798</id><published>2003-11-14T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T22:54:55.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lets talk about some insanity...Ok...we just had our practice and our choreographer wanted to make us look BIG on stage because the PWU are certainly giants...he bought us...3 1/2 inch heels...Wow...He must be really desperate...Well of course we changed a few choreography to something more COMPLEXAnd there's this "kneeling and getting up quickly" kind of thing and oh there's "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106887926670587798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106887926670587798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106887926670587798' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106732515986702951</id><published>2003-10-27T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T23:12:46.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We won the elimination. If anyone would care to watch, the Grand Finals are on Sunday, Nov. 30,2003. Im not on a good mood today...so please, let the angel lose her wings just for a moment because I am just, sick and tired:LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING SCREWED UP SON OF A BITCH MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE GOD DAMN IT!!!! here you are destroying my life when all is quiet!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106732515986702951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106732515986702951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106732515986702951' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106611248682539700</id><published>2003-10-13T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T23:21:26.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yo people!!Gomen if I hadn't posted recently...I was just so busy...I'm part of the "Modess Spirit Jams"Yay!n_nWe all get to hold a solo microphone!As usual it was rushed..We finished the choreography of both songs in one day...And were having our periodical test..After every periodical exam of 7:30-11:40, we would stay in school from 1-2:00...So Im not only physically tired but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106611248682539700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106611248682539700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106611248682539700' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106491107253262948</id><published>2003-09-30T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T01:37:52.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah! The Seniorz practically swept the awards!!! With an average score of 95%, we won the eco-dance!I almost learned how to do a split...n_nWe did ballet in the intrepretative dance...As an eco-dance participant, we were REQUIRED to dance ballet...and who would have thought that someone "matigas ang katawan" like me could pull it off? And I recieved praises for hosting the eco-fashion..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106491107253262948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106491107253262948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106491107253262948' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106351083821337056</id><published>2003-09-13T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T20:40:38.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Is Your Battle Cry?Yea, verily: Who is that, skulking through the tundra! It is Alessa Valentine, hands clutching two hardened pitas! She  howls ominously:"Brace yourself, oh human speck of dust! I pilliage and burn like a klepto-pyro!!"Find out!Enter username: Are you a girl, or a guy ?created by beatings : powered by monkeys...and another one...What Is Your Battle Cry?Sprinting along </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106351083821337056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106351083821337056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106351083821337056' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106302697571453954</id><published>2003-09-08T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T06:16:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are an Artsy person.  You enjoy all forms ofart including writing, painting, drawing, andmusic.  The preps think you are weird, thegoths want to be like you, the geeks thinkyou're cool, the hippies are alot like you, andthe skaters don't really pay attention to you.You are deep and have a point in existance.YAY! What's your lable? brought to you by Quizilla...i remember when they call me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106302697571453954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106302697571453954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106302697571453954' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106248743260780881</id><published>2003-09-02T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T01:19:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Before anything else...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DADDY!!!!!even though you cannot see this, still a very happy birthday from your one-and-only daughter! n_nTook a test from Eden...Tomboy What's your sexual appeal? brought to you by Quizilla...I am...?...I do...?A GIRLY-GIRL. You dont have a lot of self-esteemand people are always bringing you down forbeing sad. What do they know, anyway?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106248743260780881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106248743260780881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106248743260780881' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106129785434180564</id><published>2003-08-19T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T05:57:34.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...I don't feel good...I feel like i did something wrong again...problems with eden again...darl...tell me whats wrong...I REALLY need to know...my week is full...monday:Concordians(school newspaper)-meeting 4-5:00Sabayang bigkas-practice 5-8:00 in the eveningtuesdaySabayang bigkas-practice-5-8:00wednesday:concordians-4-5:00korosantinig-5-6:00sabayang bigkas-6-8:00thursday:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106129785434180564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106129785434180564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106129785434180564' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-106050857593978863</id><published>2003-08-10T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T06:01:57.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo!!! please check out my stories at FictionPress.net and Fanfiction.net...if you already did, pls give some reviews!! It would mean alot.n_n. thanks!!Tests, tests, tests...      This empath is wise, and kindly, and percieves the world with their heart.  What Obernewtyn Character   are you?  wow....^_^You are an angel. What legend are you?. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106050857593978863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/106050857593978863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106050857593978863' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-105999582852779027</id><published>2003-08-04T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T04:17:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was rummagin around the net and then remembered something...I wrote something in Fanfiction.net last year and the moved it to FictionPress.net...can i ask a favor to everyone?^_^ *onegai?*can all of you please read my story? The title is "With one more look at you" by Dreamcatcher Alessa PsychYup.That's my penname.n_nPls post your comments after reading ne? thankz!im having LSS...T-T</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105999582852779027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105999582852779027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105999582852779027' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-105938942649819383</id><published>2003-07-28T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T03:50:26.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                   "Life is not measured by how many breaths we take,                       but by the moments that take our breath away."...wow...^_^Vampire Ho What type of vampire are you? brought to you by Quizilla...ha?...Oh yeah...sorry I got a little late in updating...I was out and my brains are already bleeding due to cramming for the UPCAT...T-T...WELCOME HOME NENLOTH!!! n_n</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105938942649819383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105938942649819383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105938942649819383' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-105868119862305826</id><published>2003-07-19T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T23:06:38.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I'm about to cry...ok, so many things have happened to me this week...first, the bad news...*BAD NEWS*last Friday, i cried the whole day because I was the PRO of Korosanting (our school choir) and every friday, we have our morning praise, i had to hold te mike and announce the list of songs to the whole student body. Then the drums started up. No one took the mike from me... as an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105868119862305826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105868119862305826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105868119862305826' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-105810060347452367</id><published>2003-07-13T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T05:50:03.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quizzez...quizzes...quizzes...You represent... naivete.So innocent and trusting... you can be very shy attimes, but it's only because you're not surehow to act.  You give off that "I need tobe protected vibe."  Remember that not allpeople are good.  Being too trusting will getyou easily hurt. What feeling do you represent? brought to you by Quizilla...no comment...Last Friday, i missed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105810060347452367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105810060347452367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105810060347452367' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-105749954567342203</id><published>2003-07-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T07:06:27.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...it's kinda hard to adjust here in Blogger....anyway...I just read HP: Order of the Phoenix...and.......why does Sirius have to die...? T_TOh well...at least Snape is there...n_nI have a problem...I eat and eat and eat...and i'm not even hungry!!T_TMy uncle says i already look like a bulldog...9lifts the bowl of asparagus soup to her lips and drains it...she doesn't notice, but its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105749954567342203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/105749954567342203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105749954567342203' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-95620939</id><published>2003-06-13T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T00:11:57.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took a test...and the result rather shocked me...You're the queen of darkness. You'd rather be incontrol than left behind. And you've somehowgotten it into your head that your the bestthing that happened to this planet. People maythink you sweet and innocent, but guess what? Iknow what you did last summer(I couldn'tresist!) What kind of myth should you be?(for girls only) brought to you by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/95620939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/95620939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95620939' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-95190545</id><published>2003-06-02T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T06:44:56.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey everyone..i just took a test and look what i got....What type of Bishounen are you? Find out at artificial-soul.net by Rin.pretty neat huh?I just want to dedicate this entry in honor of my grandfather...who just died last May 11...Mother's day.he was one of the most important persons in my life...he is the reason I have confidence in myself. He was the only one who truly believed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/95190545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/95190545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95190545' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-94145603</id><published>2003-05-11T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T05:23:05.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my granddfather just died...5:40 pm... May 11...Mother's dayWhy does everything have to happen on Mother's day?I don't really have anything to write. I had this certain feeling that something importanat was going to happen today...I never expected it would be a tragic one.I won't be able to write for a while... we're gonna go to Bataan..for the burial. For one week, we will stay there..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/94145603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/94145603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94145603' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-93388693</id><published>2003-04-28T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T01:55:31.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AT LAST!! I finally got the chance to go out of the house...here's the thing...My cousin has visited me for the summer and Im not supposed to leave him alone. The problem is, he keeps hogging the playstation, playing Chrono Cross, and i can't play Persona!!! T-Twell anyway, i had a great time at the party!I finally met the Pantheon!! YAY! : )Although I was dressed wrong for the occassion.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/93388693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/93388693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93388693' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-92413155</id><published>2003-04-10T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T23:51:51.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally!! I got the chance to update...I was rummaging around my computer the other day and found this word document and it made me smile. I had forgotten about this...this is the type of thing that when you read it, you will stop and think and reflect...it's really inspirational...An Interview with GodWith my newly aquired title as a journalist, I decided to strike a high note…I asked God </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/92413155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/92413155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92413155' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-91904625</id><published>2003-04-03T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T01:51:39.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ei!!! Happy Birthday to me! Its all over. My party didn't quite go as planned, but heck, things don't go usually as you want them to, ne? : ). The problem of having an oh-so-good-looking cousin...Thanks to the people who greeted me. You sure cheered me up.16...I am OLD. T-TEden, what did you say?? My life's a joke?? Grr... Well I like my birthday, because I have the same birthday as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91904625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91904625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91904625' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-91465122</id><published>2003-03-26T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T23:06:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im turning 16 this April 2!! Sweet sixteen!!! NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!...wait a minute...IYAAAA!!!! IM TURNING 16 ALREADY!!??Oh dear...Time sure flies by...T-TAnyway, let's go down to business...Thanks big bro!!! (Lil weed Bone) You sure cheered up your lil sis!Im having a dilemma this summer...I can make up my mind whether I want to study:1) violin2) flute3) drums4) Guitar5) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91465122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91465122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91465122' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-91320352</id><published>2003-03-24T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T19:07:29.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...let me get one thing straight...eden, i never used you as my crutch...never. I wouldn't even dream of it. Is that what you really thought it was? The thing is, i just want to be open to you...I didn't want to hide any secrets from you. The only time that I asked for your help was with a certain something...I just wanted us to be like sisters...but it doesn't necessarily mean that I use you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91320352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91320352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91320352' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-91116391</id><published>2003-03-21T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T03:10:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well its been quite a day...i remembered a certain song...sorry, but im not through being angsty yet. This is dedicated to eden...and you nesan...thank you...for everything...Someone like youI peered through windowsWatched life go by...Dreamed of tomorrowBut stayed insideThe past was holding meKeeping life at bay...]I wandered lost in yesterdayWanting to flyBut scared to try...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91116391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/91116391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91116391' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-90911088</id><published>2003-03-18T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T00:07:31.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...1 day to go...it's vacation time. I don't really have anything to write about...it's just that i'm greeting all out there a "Happy E*****X"...Im sorry for the censor but it's just that I am still getting used to talking about it openly like this...gomen.i had another wacky dream.it was kinda scary. But im ok now...^_^. I reeallly feel bad about bothering you lately nesan.i really do. Im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90911088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90911088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90911088' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-90851844</id><published>2003-03-17T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T05:17:37.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...the day of the periodical exams have arrived...i feel kinda down considering the fact that a certain teacher in our school was spoon'feeding my classmates and gives them answers...its so unfair. i studied too...anyway, nesan, don't let anything get to you...I think you're the coolest. *smiles at her*. Anyway, im kinda scared, Scared that I won't be qualified enough...for something that is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90851844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90851844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90851844' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-90700445</id><published>2003-03-14T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T01:26:37.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...so im done with self-pity mode...let's do the "annoying-and-inquisitive-child-like- thing"...by the way, eden, im the new PRO OF THE "KOROSANTINIG" (for those who doesn't know yet, im a member of the school choir and Korosantinig is the name of our chorale; we were the ones who bagged 1st Runner-up in the "Modess Spirits in harmony Choroegraphed chorale competition" and eden, i won't hate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90700445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90700445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90700445' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-90577582</id><published>2003-03-12T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T01:20:49.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, life hasn't been going too well for me...WHAT THE HELL DO THEY THINK I AM!!??? IM ABOUT TO SNAP HERE!!!! ive got a notebook due the day after tomorrow, and ive got at least, what, 30+ chapters to go? and they expect me, to write an intro for the drama, dance, song and country?! THERE ARE LIKE, 8 MEMBERS IN THE GROUP MAN!! come on, i don't even have time for myself anymore. i don't have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90577582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90577582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90577582' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-90234260</id><published>2003-03-06T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T04:35:20.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahh...life. actually im getting tired. sorry for the self-pity here, but im beginning to feel down. am i annoying? if not, why does everyone make me feel i am? even though im different, and they may call me "autistic", it hurts. i mean, am i "autistic"???. they say i am. they laugh at my face. they even curse  me at my face! but that's okay. better in my face than behind me, right...? eden...? am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90234260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90234260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90234260' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117388.post-90026742</id><published>2003-03-02T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T04:21:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my! my life is going berserk! how does my good-for-nothing groupmates expect me to do everything?! first the choreography, then the drama, the tape and now the costume! I AM NOT A MIRACLE WORKER!!! ...i just got over influenza and the next day i go to class...BAM! "where were you? everything is falling apart! what are we gonna do?!!" and when everythings over, I DON'T EVEN GET A "THANK YOU FOR</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90026742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5117388/posts/default/90026742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamcatcheraries.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90026742' title=''/><author><name>alessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09820949289219176621</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></entry></feed>
