<?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-8049551</id><updated>2011-08-02T12:25:47.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls wanna have fun..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109801175633970709</id><published>2004-10-17T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T20:04:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why woman cries..My friend email this to me..I wanna share lang this to all.. To boost another woman self-esteem, i guess.A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him."I don't understand," he said.His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?""All </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109801175633970709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109801175633970709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109801175633970709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109801175633970709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/10/why-woman-cries.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109801011399721501</id><published>2004-10-17T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T19:47:12.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>******Hey guys, have you heard the music? I change kasi the background song from Maroon's 5 She will be love to one of my Aerosmith favorite song, I dont wanna miss a thing.. Pro di ko naman sya marinig.. Naka-turn on naman speaker namin.. Bakit kaya?!******Hell week is over (i mean the exams). And I thought last friday is our last day in school, kla ko sembreak na.. di pa pala.. Siguro ung </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109801011399721501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109801011399721501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109801011399721501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109801011399721501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-guys-have-you-heard-music-i-change.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109775633091641857</id><published>2004-10-14T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T05:44:15.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't know how to take this.. grrr!Badtrip! Bwisit!I studied the world map (the countries and their capital..)tapos di na tuloy ung exam!..then the fact that it is the only reason I went to school early morning.As in di na namin sya i-tatake..Gigil e! *cries*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109775633091641857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109775633091641857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109775633091641857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109775633091641857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-dont-know-how-to-take-this.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109778227148107992</id><published>2004-10-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T04:24:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heya! I'm back.. =)I'm much better now than the other days.. *wink*Hirap ng may sore eyes..Btw, I need to memorize pa the world map.. Got to go.. See yah!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109778227148107992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109778227148107992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109778227148107992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109778227148107992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/10/heya-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109730403742895440</id><published>2004-10-09T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T19:18:32.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>laugh trip muna tau..I got this one from kulokoy..i have the permission nman to post this..Dear Anak,Medyo mabagal akong magsulat ngayon dahil alam ko na mabagal kang magbasa.Nandito na kami sa probinsya para tirahan ang bagong bili na bahay pero hindi ko maibibigay sa iyo ang address dahil dinala ng dating nakatira dito angnumber para daw hindi na sila magpapalit ng address.Maganda ang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109730403742895440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109730403742895440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109730403742895440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109730403742895440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/10/laugh-trip-muna-tau.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109683264564765773</id><published>2004-10-03T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T04:26:52.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its almost 2 weeks since I have my last entry. Im super busy kasi in school. Tapos finals pa ngaun. Good thing na lang, mababait professors ko at hindi nila pinagsasabay exams nila with our other subjects.Last Friday, I didnt go to school. La naman ksing gagawin e. foundation day lang naman.So I and my couz Arrianne decided to watch *Feng Shui* coz Im hearing stories na maganda mga daw talaga.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109683264564765773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109683264564765773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109683264564765773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109683264564765773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-almost-2-weeks-since-i_109683264564765773.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109576709125711202</id><published>2004-09-21T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T04:29:17.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched "Naked Weapon" with my lil sister and we had such a great time. Yah, siguro sasabihin nyo na matagal na to.. kaso ngayon ko lang talaga napanood. Hehe.. Late na noh?! Pro ganda.. And what's more, there are these hilarious scenes in between where the girls express their "feelings and desperation" as if we really care. Some of them are downright funny, like this girl who said "it's so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109576709125711202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109576709125711202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109576709125711202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109576709125711202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-watched-naked-weapon-with-my-lil.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109571732728459416</id><published>2004-09-20T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T05:00:56.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sayaw kikay! kaye kikay.. c',) ..lalala lalaLa lang, i just wanna post this pic. The girl (in left) beside me is kaye.. This is taken in their house.. kya ko to pinost kasi mamimiss ko sya.. hahaha.. *as in to the highest level ng tawa* corny.. pupunta kasi sya ng tagaytay this friday?! tama ba?! or saturday?! hayy,, kainis nman! di me mkakapunta sa inyo this saturday,, hmmpp! hehe.. Miss ko na</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109571732728459416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109571732728459416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109571732728459416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109571732728459416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/sayaw-kikay-kaye-kikay.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109548863284551781</id><published>2004-09-18T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T05:20:18.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need comments.. comments..Atlast, I have my new skin na.. tagal ko nga bago napalitan template ko.. My friend says ok na naman daw ung dati bat ko pa daw papalitan, maghihirap lang daw ulit ako.. Eh kasi po, ordinary lang ung template ko kung yun na lang diba?!Tsaka I like more my new skin.. hehe.. Congrats me nman.. Halos maduling na ko sa maghapong nakaharap sa net.. But its worth it nman </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109548863284551781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109548863284551781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109548863284551781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109548863284551781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-need-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109515005842974776</id><published>2004-09-15T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T21:43:41.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to all the girls who hate me..!All the girls are jealous of my beauty. All the guys drool over my fly booty. You'll never meet another quite like me. So seize the moment for as long as that may be..Sexy baby -- round five feet.Cutest gurly you'll ever meet.Soft skin and a perfect smile.Lips that drive every guy wild.Sexy lil girly with the sparkle in her eyes. Luscious lil mami with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109515005842974776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109515005842974776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109515005842974776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109515005842974776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/to-all-girls-who-hate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109493609008668107</id><published>2004-09-14T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T21:59:23.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its the best things 'bout bEinG a giRL.. So gurLs, Let's cElebRaTe! Its fun Being a GurL!A girl can wear guys clothes and not look totally weird! I mean, if a guy wore a girl's clothes well, you know what I'm saying! Our friends don't say "Hello" to us by punching us on the arm! If we're on a ship, and it hits an ice berg, we know we'll get seats on the lifeboats! There are always cubicles in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109493609008668107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109493609008668107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109493609008668107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109493609008668107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-best-things-bout-being-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109493389609033488</id><published>2004-09-13T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T21:55:31.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gRRrr.. bwisit!!! it's one of what i really hate m0st!I hate labels. They are very mean. They put you into a category. Like you can never be good enough. Like oh im punk so i can't hang out with those preps over there. Like Avril Lavine. Avril created a steryotype for people. Like if you wear a tie you are considered like one of her fans. She did not invent ties. Some of my friends wore ties </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109493389609033488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109493389609033488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109493389609033488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109493389609033488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/grrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109484285613248784</id><published>2004-09-12T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:05:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>prince charmiNg?!I grew up reading every fairytale there was, from Cinderella to the Beauty and the Beast, from The Frog Prince to the Swan Princess. You name it, I had read it all. In every turn of page, I was fascinated in the world of dragons, magic and evil stepmothers. And of course, how can I forget the kilig love story of the beautiful princess and her prince charming? Belle and her Beast</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109484285613248784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109484285613248784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109484285613248784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109484285613248784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/prince-charming-i-grew-up-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109483572092692440</id><published>2004-09-10T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:10:53.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love nga nman..When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not part of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109483572092692440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109483572092692440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109483572092692440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109483572092692440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/love-nga-nman.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109483440953271602</id><published>2004-09-09T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:16:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>la lang akong magawa.. full moon ata ngaun eh.. getz?! hehe..Alam nyo nakakatawang isipin kung paano nasasabi ko sa sarili ko na "I believe in love." Nakakatawa sya kasi sa buong buhay ko, ni wala pa yatang nagpakita sa akin o nagparamdam ng lintek na pagmamahal na yan. Ang ibig kong sabihin yung pagmamahal na tipong nakakabaliw.Sabi pa nga minsan nung isa, "We're better off as friends." PUCHA!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109483440953271602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109483440953271602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109483440953271602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109483440953271602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/la-lang-akong-magawa.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109483926441810167</id><published>2004-09-06T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:38:20.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Huhu... huhu..Never again would you hear me mention your name nor would you ever see me look your way. I am done with loving you and I guess its only now that I realized that I am just a person who, like the others, also gets tired. I have been following you for a long time, making believe in the impossible, putting you in this pedestal where I worship you as my god. I have done no crime to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109483926441810167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109483926441810167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109483926441810167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109483926441810167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/huhu.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109395598434713962</id><published>2004-09-01T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:23:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>About Time....We always hear the rules from the female side, this time its from the MALE side!!!---&gt;Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down. ---&gt;Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.---&gt; Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109395598434713962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109395598434713962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109395598434713962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109395598434713962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/09/about-time.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109388143550220216</id><published>2004-08-30T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:32:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GirLs who needs to laugh and Boys who can handle it... ROMANCE MATHEMATICS Smart man + smart woman = romance Smart man + dumb woman = affair Dumb man + smart woman = marriage Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy OFFICE ARITHMETIC Smart boss + smart employee = profit Smart boss + dumb employee = production Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109388143550220216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109388143550220216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109388143550220216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109388143550220216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/08/girls-who-needs-to-laugh-and-boys-who.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109376857231113408</id><published>2004-08-29T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:44:35.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hayy,, grabe this week! I havent learned anything from school… Can you imagine that we spend half most of our weekdays in school?! This week is one of the boring week coz I havent learned anything,,, For your info. Im not that studious type… Its just when it comes to Travel Geography I wanna learn more and more and more.. From their religion, foods, politics, language, national boundaries, arts, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109376857231113408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109376857231113408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109376857231113408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109376857231113408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/08/hayy-grabe-this-week-i-havent-learned.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109377586565679570</id><published>2004-08-28T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:55:17.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Friday for me is such a bad day. Dami nga nangyari eh. Let me start my story.First, I woke up late, ( I sleep 2 am na ksi!) Coz I thought classes were suspended na naman. (Weather is so unpredictable tlga!) My friend Shaula txted me the day before yesterday that if the rain stops, there would be no classes but there would be a general practise of Human Rainbow at 9 am in the Main Building.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109377586565679570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109377586565679570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109377586565679570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109377586565679570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/08/last-friday-for-me-is-such-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109353521346126091</id><published>2004-08-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:00:51.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hayy! Life..My greatest fear in life is neither death nor not ever finding my ideal man. Rather, it's finding the exact opposite of my ideals, living and falling madly in love with him, and casting all else aside. Some days, it's the scariest thought that keeps me awake in the wee small hours of the morning. Love is an adrenaline rush, an exhilirating roller coaster ride that makes you brave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109353521346126091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109353521346126091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109353521346126091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109353521346126091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/08/hayy-life.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109327640287889336</id><published>2004-08-24T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:18:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to that someone i would love...Its another lonely night without you by my side.Another year has come, another night, another year of wishful thinking. No matter how much I deny it, I still get lonely at times. Especially at nights, with saccharine music playing on my quiet room. Its already late and yet Im still wide-awake. I know I need to sleep coz tomorrows another school day. But I cant. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109327640287889336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109327640287889336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109327640287889336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109327640287889336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/08/to-that-someone-i-would-love.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049551.post-109333923479062139</id><published>2004-08-22T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T01:38:04.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this is the beginning of my hopefully daily blog. I'll post what's happening in my "oh so crazy"  life. Most likely half of the stuff won't make sense if you don't know where I'm coming from, but I hope you find something to enjoy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/feeds/109333923479062139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049551&amp;postID=109333923479062139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109333923479062139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049551/posts/default/109333923479062139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyshiela.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-this-is-beginning-of-my-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>pRetTy_sHieLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109060849660334484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v440/pretty_shiela032003/gAnDac0h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
