<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606</id><updated>2009-11-08T21:35:01.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwentong Marathon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1060508405885364042</id><published>2009-11-07T10:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:30:55.631-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random cheese'/><title type='text'>Brilliant! Just brilliant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/6121999/15901470"&gt;How do you get people to use the stairs instead of the escalator?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/6122010/15901487"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get people to throw their garbage inside the bin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1060508405885364042?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1060508405885364042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1060508405885364042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1060508405885364042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1060508405885364042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/11/brilliant-just-brilliant_07.html' title='Brilliant! Just brilliant!'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1831931453808760628</id><published>2009-11-07T00:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:11:15.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Moments'/><title type='text'>Honesty Kills!</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm laughing at myself right now for various reasons. I can't pinpoint what EXACTLY is the source of this entertainment so let's just say there are lots of reasons nga.  HAHAHAHAHA Tangena. Minsan magulo talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Fine. Madalas magulo ako. Ohmygahd I'm going crazy already. What am I even saying here? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to organize my thoughts BUT I'm afraid that if I do it will be tangible. Okay, not tangible-tangible 'cause, yeah, online = not tangible. What I mean is it will make it so real. You know putting thoughts into words can be compared to putting water in the fridge. Like H2O, it will expand and solidify. TANGIBLE. REAL. UNDENIABLE... and CONSISTENT. (This is what you learn in psychology, yo!) And that's not something that I want right now. I just want thoughts to flow and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA What the eff?!?! I sound so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I need to sleep through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cristina Yang, YOU ARE SO ME AND I AM SO YOU. We rock! We totally rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1831931453808760628?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1831931453808760628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1831931453808760628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1831931453808760628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1831931453808760628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/11/honesty-kills.html' title='Honesty Kills!'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1236872172761462515</id><published>2009-11-04T20:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:41:20.775-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Just a shot, please?</title><content type='html'>Whatever aspect of life may that be, I just I hate it when I can't give a shot at something because I'm technically not allowed to, when circumstances prevent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH. Hate it! Destiny, please??? Just a chance. I promise I won't screw it up. I promise I won't waste it. Just let me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please! Pretty please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1236872172761462515?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1236872172761462515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1236872172761462515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1236872172761462515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1236872172761462515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-shot-please.html' title='Just a shot, please?'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-5858735246389238207</id><published>2009-11-02T00:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:10:38.230-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Moments'/><title type='text'>Heroin</title><content type='html'>I can stare at you all day, everyday. Like... REALLY STARE AT YOU 24/7 and never get tired of your face. Ohmygahd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-5858735246389238207?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/5858735246389238207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=5858735246389238207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/5858735246389238207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/5858735246389238207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/11/heroin.html' title='Heroin'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-6920991418323882747</id><published>2009-10-29T23:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:45:04.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of the Moment'/><title type='text'>I've got my friends. I'm more than OK</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-c3xwt2X00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-c3xwt2X00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hp5w43kx_sk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hp5w43kx_sk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them. I love, love, love THE CORRS. Oh my. This for our Emo Thursday. Ang nag-iisang araw na pwedeng magdrama ang mga tao. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Some of us can be really ma-drama so we needed some kind of regulation. And emo-ing is more fun now. If that even makes sense. HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-6920991418323882747?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/6920991418323882747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=6920991418323882747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6920991418323882747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6920991418323882747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-got-my-friends-im-more.html' title='I&apos;ve got my friends. I&apos;m more than OK'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1071918451764075356</id><published>2009-10-29T20:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:47:18.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Nothing is impossible, yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There is a way.&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1071918451764075356?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1071918451764075356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1071918451764075356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1071918451764075356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1071918451764075356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-is-impossible-yo.html' title='Nothing is impossible, yo!'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1196555970240295936</id><published>2009-10-28T18:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:04:34.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>WHY NOW???</title><content type='html'>When I compare myself to my Psyc classmates, I feel that I'm lagging behind. When we talk they've already finished this and that; They've volunteered in this lab and that; They are interested in this research field and hopes to do this someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see myself as a psychologist. I enjoy it, don't get me wrong. But going the extra mile, committing myself to it is... no. I can't do it. I can't tie myself to the field. I like it but I don't love it. Research is not something I want to do for the rest of my life. It's not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my degree requires all of me and I can't. I can't do just that. I can't be ALL ABOUT PSYCHOLOGY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so foreign from the things I love. Far from culture, far from stylistic writing, far from art, far from fashion, far from politics,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that I realized it just now in my fourth year. Maybe because it's only now that I get to see how it is really like in the academe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier we have a guest speaker in class. He's an MLA and went to talk about social influence and politics. And I was sooo there, I asked questions, I have lots of questions and I was REALLY interested. Too bad there wasn't enough time so I got to ask him only one. It feels so different. Present a psychological experiment to me and I... won't ask any question. It interests me but it doesn't interest me enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I should've taken Political Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Did I just type that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1196555970240295936?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1196555970240295936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1196555970240295936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1196555970240295936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1196555970240295936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-now.html' title='WHY NOW???'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-83667524576116022</id><published>2009-10-24T17:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:48:46.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random cheese'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga x Hello Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/bwe/images/2009/10/lady-gaga-hello-kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 403px;" src="http://www.bestweekever.tv/bwe/images/2009/10/lady-gaga-hello-kitty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 35th birthday of our dearest cat and the Lady is celebrating with her! I'm excited about this 'cause two of my loves are together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-83667524576116022?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/83667524576116022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=83667524576116022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/83667524576116022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/83667524576116022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/lady-gaga-x-hello-kitty.html' title='Lady Gaga x Hello Kitty'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-3535065253281530506</id><published>2009-10-24T00:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:39:26.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>I just have to post something</title><content type='html'>I don't want to think about my exam last Thursday but somehow it makes it way into consciousness. I'm scared of it! I'm sooo scared of that course! Out of all my classes this term, that one is the biggest source of PRESSURE and FEAR. Shit. Really...shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/SuKQPaeG7bI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cuDXOIhm3LI/s1600-h/IMG_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/SuKQPaeG7bI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cuDXOIhm3LI/s320/IMG_0361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033898021318066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My desk at the library. 2nd date with Julian and Bernard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying nonstop. There is no day where I did nothing related to school. Everyday is school-day. Even my weekend will be spent studying. I HAVE TO. It's my Anthro exam on Monday and I haven't read a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been writing the Methods outline. I'm still not done with it. There are some details that I'm not sure about... ARGH. I have to sent it though before Monday to my advisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POSITIVE SIDE... I'm not cramming as much. I still go out once in a while. I still talk to some friends. I'm still active in other activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's cool so far. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/SuKSvHoxyWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IMibOY796bs/s1600-h/tumblr_kr6srmYcri1qzk05mo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/SuKSvHoxyWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IMibOY796bs/s320/tumblr_kr6srmYcri1qzk05mo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396036641744865634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from kaththecrapout.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;Not sure though if this is hers talaga. Lotsa cute stuff over there.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-3535065253281530506?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/3535065253281530506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=3535065253281530506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/3535065253281530506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/3535065253281530506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-want-to-think-about-my-exam-last.html' title='I just have to post something'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/SuKQPaeG7bI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cuDXOIhm3LI/s72-c/IMG_0361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-2462476044753804591</id><published>2009-10-19T18:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:45:56.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><title type='text'>Date with Julian and Bernard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/St9IjjJ4QOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZtGf5BvcXaI/s1600-h/IMG_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/St9IjjJ4QOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZtGf5BvcXaI/s320/IMG_0342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395110654182441186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still at the library... reading/studying. I've been here since 1PM and it's already 6.36PM. Wow. My brain is fried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I missed my class earlier. THE FIRST EVER CLASS THAT I MISSED THIS TERM!!! I feel bad about it. I know... weird, eh? I'm so used to skipping and now I feel bad for missing a class. I didn't even skip! I missed it because of some unforeseen circumstance. Bagong buhay? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eff! I can't type properly. I cut my finger yesterday at work. I thought it was OK already so I took the Band-Aid off but the hell, I'm still BLEEDING LOVE. LOL. I don't know why it takes forever for it to heal by itself. It's not a bad, bad cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, back to studying. My dates are waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-2462476044753804591?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/2462476044753804591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=2462476044753804591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2462476044753804591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2462476044753804591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/date-with-julian-and-bernard.html' title='Date with Julian and Bernard'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/St9IjjJ4QOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZtGf5BvcXaI/s72-c/IMG_0342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-6333793834603580074</id><published>2009-10-17T22:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:45:39.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thesis'/><title type='text'>Thesis Writing Ep. 1</title><content type='html'>Nababaliw na sa dami ng research articles.&lt;br /&gt;Nababaliw na sa jargon.&lt;br /&gt;Nababaliw na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nababaliw na......... SA'YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. This is how stressed I am right now. Wait. Scratch that. I'm not stressed. My brain just refuse to focus on my thesis introduction outline. I'm sooo elsewhere. You know when you have lots to do and you feel helpless, you ended up not wanting to do anything, which is bad, I know. But I have long accepted the fact that my being human includes being tired and irresponsible. I've already mastered that sentence and I will hold on to that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go back and write this outline before I get really screwed up. I also have TWO big exams coming up so I have to straighten up and be responsible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byers for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-6333793834603580074?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/6333793834603580074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=6333793834603580074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6333793834603580074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6333793834603580074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-youre-busy-with-thesis-when.html' title='Thesis Writing Ep. 1'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-7163968851136576244</id><published>2009-10-12T00:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:00:00.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of the Moment'/><title type='text'>I will find a way to you, if it kills me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FTWLwCvoA4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FTWLwCvoA4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, tell me you know, yeah, that you figured me out. Something gave it away. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-7163968851136576244?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/7163968851136576244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=7163968851136576244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/7163968851136576244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/7163968851136576244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-find-way-to-you-if-it-kills-me.html' title='I will find a way to you, if it kills me'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-143869155503606837</id><published>2009-10-11T11:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:05:06.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Balance after 3 years</title><content type='html'>I got a so-so grade in my English provincials. Happened about 3 years ago. The moment I saw what the topic will be, I already know... it ain't gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read it, I thought, what the f*ck am I gonna right about balance? First of all, balance of what? The physical aspect? The science behind it? Or an application to an abstract like, say, priorities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I bombed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really. But it was enough to pull my English grade down some points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always struggled with balance. I multi-task but the quality of work suffers. Juggling stuff is not one of my strengths. Last year, I just gave up and got contented with mediocre results. Exhaustion took over. And I thought I will never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term, I have been trying to balance it all out. I am 22 years old, I have more things stressful ahead of me and I can't just be burnt out by a year of statistics and tons of writing. I knew I had to make a move and do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I think, I'm doing a good job. I get things done early,I get to see my friends and go out (more groups of friends, by the way), I work, I volunteer (UM-Sigaw plus UNICEF), I attend seminars, (Went to the Intro to Law! Yay!), I'm socially active and aware, I've met a lot of new people... Lots of branching out and opening up to the world. I'm loving it. I think, finally, I'm learning...some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one more thing though, that I have to learn to do with all these. Without it, I know, I won't fully learn about this thing called BALANCE. I have to have it with all these to understand it wholly and learn what the word means. But I guess, I have to take it one step at a time. For now, I just have to be consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJA! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-143869155503606837?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/143869155503606837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=143869155503606837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/143869155503606837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/143869155503606837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/balance-after-3-years.html' title='Balance after 3 years'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-6581923388154672554</id><published>2009-10-04T23:54:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:21:57.600-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Pinoy'/><title type='text'>I can see the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.nbsfoundation.multiply.com/image/4/photos/11/500x500/8/DSC04090.JPG?et=HEhlIIAQFJ%2Br3NoxUtzh9w&amp;amp;nmid=82823760"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 241px;" src="http://images.nbsfoundation.multiply.com/image/4/photos/11/500x500/8/DSC04090.JPG?et=HEhlIIAQFJ%2Br3NoxUtzh9w&amp;amp;nmid=82823760" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always been open about the one thing I'm so passionate about. The thing that I think I will be doing for the rest of my life, that will be bring me happiness and self-actualization. (Hello, Maslow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to teach kids how to read, to teach and show them the joys of reading. I want them to discover the magic of books, the charm of words, and the endless possibilities of reading. I wanted to build libraries for kids. Give them storybooks, read to them, and teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally guys, I think, it's gonna happen. Sooner than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.nbsfoundation.multiply.com/image/1/photos/29/500x500/14/DSC09559.JPG?et=sQ78GDuWfeMZmUXs1HzgEw&amp;amp;nmid=273286811"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 271px;" src="http://images.nbsfoundation.multiply.com/image/1/photos/29/500x500/14/DSC09559.JPG?et=sQ78GDuWfeMZmUXs1HzgEw&amp;amp;nmid=273286811" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at these cute kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this pushes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Images from http://nbsfoundation.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-6581923388154672554?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/6581923388154672554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=6581923388154672554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6581923388154672554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6581923388154672554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-see-sun.html' title='I can see the sun'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-6213152485371624855</id><published>2009-10-02T21:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:10:52.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UM-Sigaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilipinas'/><title type='text'>So proud of Winnipeg!!!</title><content type='html'>U of M students ROCK!!! We were able to raise more than a thousand dollars and we're able to collect boxes of clothes for the Ondoy/Ketsana flood victims. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard Hot 103 and Filipino Journal were able to raise around $10,000 in a span of FOUR HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO PROUD OF WINNIPEG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-6213152485371624855?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/6213152485371624855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=6213152485371624855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6213152485371624855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/6213152485371624855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-proud-of-winnipeg.html' title='So proud of Winnipeg!!!'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-5884968558798490203</id><published>2009-09-30T19:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:22:38.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilipinas'/><title type='text'>Donations</title><content type='html'>I still don't know what to donate for the Ketsana/Ondoy flood victims. Actually, I already knew but 2 hours ago, a friend told me that PCCM is already telling everyone to give monetary donations instead of clothes, canned goods, etc. 'cause it will be harder to send them and they are already piling up at the centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I DON'T KNOW NOW. Malamang pera na nga lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shit, what I actually want to do now is help the schools that were destroyed. I just saw them on TFC and poor kids have no books now and computers. All were swept away by the flood. So I'm thinking... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that a lot of bayans in Laguna are still flooded. I don't really know what to do now. It's sooo hard to be here. Mahirap kasi tumulong nang hindi mo alam kung ano ba talaga ang situation or kung ano ba talaga ang kailangan. Kasi if you want to help talaga, you have to give what they need. Otherwise, tumulong ka pa diba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-5884968558798490203?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/5884968558798490203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=5884968558798490203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/5884968558798490203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/5884968558798490203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/donations.html' title='Donations'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-4780378294620531055</id><published>2009-09-27T11:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:13:49.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random cheese'/><title type='text'>Controversial Covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 428px;" src="http://netdna.webdesignerdepot.com/uploads/magazine_covers/newyorkersill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this at Jessica Zafra's blog. It is included in the Most Controversial Magazine Covers of All Time by the webdesignerdepot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one the best. Very New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original post can be found &lt;a href="http://www.webdesignerdepot.com/2009/09/the-most-controversial-magazine-covers-of-all-time/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-4780378294620531055?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/4780378294620531055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=4780378294620531055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/4780378294620531055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/4780378294620531055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/controversial-covers.html' title='Controversial Covers'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-8367760946004274297</id><published>2009-09-26T18:23:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:39:43.354-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilipinas'/><title type='text'>Ondoy Flood</title><content type='html'>Ohmygahd. I can't get over the Ondoy flood. My brother said wala na daw akong sinabi all day kung hindi yung baha. HAHA. Eh pano naman kasi I don't think there was a flood worse than this in recent Filipino history. Even the places na usually hindi binabaha, binaha talaga. POOR PINAS. I read that there were at least 40 people dead already. 35 were from Rizal.  They said they are mostly children who drowned. It's sooo sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristine Reyes, the actress, stranded on the roof of her house. Drenched and frozen.&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqkudg5ynr1qzpz5go1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cars!!! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 291px;" src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqkpeg9lFU1qa5v63o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the underpass!!! OMG. Swimming pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 410px; height: 308px;" src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqkur62p5e1qa5v63o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pictures from ondoy.tumblr.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-8367760946004274297?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/8367760946004274297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=8367760946004274297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/8367760946004274297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/8367760946004274297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/ondoy-flood.html' title='Ondoy Flood'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-2129735672909349558</id><published>2009-09-26T10:31:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:51:37.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilipinas'/><title type='text'>Flooded</title><content type='html'>I woke up today at around 6.30 and logged in. I was shocked to find out that the whole  Metro Manila is flooded. Apparently, Le Mesa dam was opened to prevent it to overflow so all the water went straight to Marikina and all the nearby cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 463px; height: 259px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs231.snc1/7830_1042298155789_1775641021_82636_7613876_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter and Facebook are crazy-full of updates. Got all of my news from there. Lots of people were stranded, had to brave the flood, some people are missing, and some were killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really sad time in the Philippines right now. I just hope stupid politicians won't use this to campaign. Sana masama na lang sila baha if they do. Sumama sila sa bagyo na umalis ng bansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the parents called my tito and asked how it is in Laguna. There was flood but luckily it didn't reach our house. So everything's good in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this side of the world, IT'S SUNNY. But I won't go out. I'll just stay at home and read for my thesis. I really have to get my priorities straight. THIS IS IT. If I screw this up, WALA NA. I have to really give all the effort that I can. Other issues that are floating in my mind can now go away. No space for them now. I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE about other things. I plan to be more socially active now. I and Lem joined UNICEF the other day and I'm planning to be active. Yesterday, I met the other person who we will be working with on the Shame study. It has only been two weeks in school and I've already met lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the world is opening up itself for me. I can't just sit here and not do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Image from: http://www.quezon.ph/2009/09/26/how-to-help/)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-2129735672909349558?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/2129735672909349558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=2129735672909349558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2129735672909349558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2129735672909349558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/flooded.html' title='Flooded'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1057261247966297964</id><published>2009-09-19T22:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:57:25.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Thank You's</title><content type='html'>And so my birthday is nearly over. LOL In case you didn't know, I don't really celebrate my birthday. September is usually a busy month and every year, celebrating is always the last thing on my mind. Before I know it, birthday ko na pala and I haven't planned a thing. So like any other birthdays, parang ordinary day lang to. The only difference is that I get hundreds of notifications from Facebook. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I still have to thank everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank YOU for the birthday greetings. Can't name everyone coz that will be tedious but you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Maesie for the cute Hello Kitty coffee traveller's mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Flaminiano, for the card and the early morning birthday greeting that woke me up. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Daphne for dropping by (and Paul na rin) and for the birthday card and the gift. Even if I didn't see you kasi I was still taking a bath that time. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sa mga Brokebacks and sa HKs. I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! Mga leche kayong mga bakla kayo. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sa aking ama at ina para sa dinner kanina. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/Sr5__Cxo2OI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hk8x9vYY6E8/s1600-h/IMG-0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/Sr5__Cxo2OI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hk8x9vYY6E8/s320/IMG-0289.jpg" alt="Boston's Pizza" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385882925435246818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you kay God kasi nag-birthday uli ako. Hehe! Salamat dahil may pinarating Syang message kanina at alam kong para sa akin talaga yon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1057261247966297964?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1057261247966297964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1057261247966297964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1057261247966297964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1057261247966297964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-yous.html' title='Thank You&apos;s'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8A2Nb9b4dJM/Sr5__Cxo2OI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hk8x9vYY6E8/s72-c/IMG-0289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-8662394568249896126</id><published>2009-09-19T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:34:09.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to meeee!</title><content type='html'>I have no plans as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care. I hate thinking about what to do on this day. Especially that Septembers are usually busy for me. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the greatest gift I can receive for this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A THESIS ADVISOR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna meet up with her on Monday at 9AM. So it is a HAPPY birthday. Yeeeha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make another post later to thank everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-8662394568249896126?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/8662394568249896126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=8662394568249896126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/8662394568249896126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/8662394568249896126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-meeee.html' title='Happy Birthday to meeee!'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-2668534425954950930</id><published>2009-09-10T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:20:46.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><title type='text'>First Day of Fall</title><content type='html'>And so I started Fall with two 4000 level classes. I'm telling you, it's a different world out there. LOL. It's ALL PSYCHOLOGY. It seems far and foreign from the world that I know. I don't really know what to expect and I also don't know how I will perform. I'm just gonna take it day by day, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have one major problem. I still don't have a thesis advisor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-2668534425954950930?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/2668534425954950930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=2668534425954950930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2668534425954950930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2668534425954950930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-fall.html' title='First Day of Fall'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-1525404676819659579</id><published>2009-09-09T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:16:37.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 09</title><content type='html'>Summer 09 is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I registered for 4 courses: dropped 1 because it sucks, finished 2, and dropped the last one because exhaustion took a toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I began to read again and watch movies for pleasure's sake. Good thing I took the last month off 'cause I was able to relax and let myself learn from other things other than text books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I learned to breathe. I slept in and there were days that I do nothing significant and I never felt anxious. It felt like the good ol' days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer things that are long overdue finally happened. It was exactly what I expected. It is exactly how I wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer made me realize that dreams are possible. It sounds cheesy but it is true. God gives chances and it's up to us what we would make of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer is hopefully my last summer as an undergrad. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-1525404676819659579?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/1525404676819659579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=1525404676819659579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1525404676819659579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/1525404676819659579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-09.html' title='Summer 09'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-4138647594553486257</id><published>2009-09-09T14:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:22:10.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Orientationz!</title><content type='html'>Just got home from the U1 orientation. Supposedly, I was only going to pay tuition and buy books but I saw friends and I ended up staying longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books: SUPRISINGLY, I SPENT LESS THAN $200. First time in my 4 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also helped Arianne take pictures. She was taking pictures for UMSU, documenting all the events for Orientation Week. Saw a LOT of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stay but I have work so I'm home and now I have to leave in 30 minutes. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep going. Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-4138647594553486257?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/4138647594553486257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=4138647594553486257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/4138647594553486257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/4138647594553486257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/orientationz.html' title='Orientationz!'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2090543407811335606.post-2841523886127325323</id><published>2009-09-08T19:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:47:50.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Askinosie Chocolate: Davao Dark Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.askinosie.com/images/PRODUCT/medium/75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 377px;" src="https://www.askinosie.com/images/PRODUCT/medium/75.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored so I decided to tempt myself and browse Daily Candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One article caught my eye cause it says CHOCOLATE. So I opened it, read it, and opened the company's website and I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that Davao has good cocoa beans let alone that they export them. I really had no idea so I was thrilled when I saw it. And apparently, it's been getting some good response from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Askinosie is a US-based company that make chocolate from the beans. Well, okay, I don't really know much about the chocolate making process but based on what I read the company "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...practice direct trade, paying farmers above fair trade prices for cocoa beans and giving them A Stake in the Outcome by profit sharing with them.&lt;/span&gt;" (Wikipedia) You can even trace the specific chocolate bar that you bought by entering the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choc-o-lot &lt;/span&gt;number stamped on the wrapper and you'll be able to know when and it was made and how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company also helps kids and helped fund a computer lab for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each bar is $8. Not cheap but if it's gonna help farmers, why not? The wrapper is soooo cool too! I wanna try it. I LOVE dark chocolate. Actually, that's the only type of chocolate I eat. I hope I can buy some SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www.askinosie.com/default.aspx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2090543407811335606-2841523886127325323?l=kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/feeds/2841523886127325323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2090543407811335606&amp;postID=2841523886127325323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2841523886127325323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2090543407811335606/posts/default/2841523886127325323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwentongmarathon.blogspot.com/2009/09/askinosie-chocolate-davao-dark.html' title='Askinosie Chocolate: Davao Dark Chocolate'/><author><name>Cloe McOrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478626079431722488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02853944381247427292'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>