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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYAQnk5cCp7ImA9WhRRGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826</id><updated>2011-12-03T05:42:23.728+08:00</updated><category term="Med School" /><category term="HP Love" /><category term="Plans" /><category term="Random/Repostings" /><category term="Personal Anecdotes" /><category term="Top 10" /><category term="Books" /><title /><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Name: Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10487881504295092467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1ztVYG2avw/S6X7sLQqFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wsWGrLZZZAQ/S220/DSC02402.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JillsRandomThoughts" /><feedburner:info uri="jillsrandomthoughts" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EEQXc5fCp7ImA9WhdaFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826.post-6387778005303040021</id><published>2011-10-24T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:13:20.924+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-24T22:13:20.924+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Med School" /><title>Project Prodyek 4 - The Superheroines Cycle</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/46/297790-10150311839434590-550679589-7721427-208915529-n.jpg?et=AS8fho36Fag9D%2Cke5QO8xw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After last year's highly successful &lt;a href="http://muupsilonsigma.multiply.com/photos/album/27/Project_Prodyek_2010"&gt;Project Prodyek 3&lt;/a&gt; (Harmony in Diversity: The Project Prodyek Global Cycle), we knew we had to step it up a notch (or two) this year. The project head, Jacq, and subhead, Krizia were under a lot of pressure to come up with an exciting theme. A lot of ideas came up until the sisses finally agreed on this year's theme - &lt;b&gt;Superheroines&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So what is Project Prodyek exactly? &lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;Project Prodyek is a fashion  design and pageant-type competition (similar to Project Runway) headed  by members of Medical Union for Service during the MedWeek. It is an environmental oriented  activity, as the participants' costumes should be made prim&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;arily from &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;recycled materials&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Since this project aims to promote environmental awareness, it also involves a trash drive. The trash drive is a contest among the 10 sections in the College of Medicine of Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PYz0qK5RDfk/TmyaXcSfHWI/AAAAAAAAABg/3ir6laq9GY8/s1600/Trash+Drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PYz0qK5RDfk/TmyaXcSfHWI/AAAAAAAAABg/3ir6laq9GY8/s320/Trash+Drive.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Trash Drive Poster by Jenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiaNbm4_Zxs/TmyUDNNlw-I/AAAAAAAAABc/MptRMEv5E9Q/s400/proj+prodyek+4.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Project Prodyek Poster by Jenn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The project would not have been a success without the help of all the sisses, both active members, and alumni as well as the brods who helped in the technicals during the event. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are pictures of the awesome costumes made by each section in the College of Med:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;1A's Batgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/600x600/25/310344-2482988834961-1259813695-32956840-1149380596-n.jpg?et=VPCtw9y2giCqfZOTPFxc4w&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/600x600/25/310344-2482988834961-1259813695-32956840-1149380596-n.jpg?et=VPCtw9y2giCqfZOTPFxc4w&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/68/319312-10150311838004590-550679589-7721403-1148699057-n.jpg?et=dBB%2BV%2BxDHhrvOe32d4XZvg&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/68/319312-10150311838004590-550679589-7721403-1148699057-n.jpg?et=dBB%2BV%2BxDHhrvOe32d4XZvg&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;1B's Elektra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/46/297790-10150311839434590-550679589-7721427-208915529-n.jpg?et=AS8fho36Fag9D%2Cke5QO8xw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/11/300678-2483281642281-1259813695-32956914-1074353043-n.jpg?et=bgT5ZXad2nYBTPJCfUwlIQ&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/11/300678-2483281642281-1259813695-32956914-1074353043-n.jpg?et=bgT5ZXad2nYBTPJCfUwlIQ&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/63/315566-10150311838909590-550679589-7721418-1686598777-n.jpg?et=7aa7sYZNu4BEjl7PSlcCTA&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/63/315566-10150311838909590-550679589-7721418-1686598777-n.jpg?et=7aa7sYZNu4BEjl7PSlcCTA&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="140" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;1C's Card Captor Sakura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;1D's Wonderwoman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/38/321215-2482987794935-1259813695-32956838-1587377389-n.jpg?et=ZKXwKTjbrBvSES7ynpDGPw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/38/321215-2482987794935-1259813695-32956838-1587377389-n.jpg?et=ZKXwKTjbrBvSES7ynpDGPw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/15/304252-2483299642731-1259813695-32956962-1283329584-n.jpg?et=rmqeoAQi9J%2CZINowju6wiQ&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/15/304252-2483299642731-1259813695-32956962-1283329584-n.jpg?et=rmqeoAQi9J%2CZINowju6wiQ&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; 2A's Emma Frost&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/1/293985-2483282082292-1259813695-32956915-578619098-n.jpg?et=rCeaxcXMfHp4fCPyTgZEEw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/1/293985-2483282082292-1259813695-32956915-578619098-n.jpg?et=rCeaxcXMfHp4fCPyTgZEEw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/46/297790-10150311839434590-550679589-7721427-208915529-n.jpg?et=AS8fho36Fag9D%2Cke5QO8xw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/46/297790-10150311839434590-550679589-7721427-208915529-n.jpg?et=AS8fho36Fag9D%2Cke5QO8xw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;2B's Storm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/32/314579-2483283202320-1259813695-32956918-958985988-n.jpg?et=a3HBbCLul7Yug0yrIz7xhw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/32/314579-2483283202320-1259813695-32956918-958985988-n.jpg?et=a3HBbCLul7Yug0yrIz7xhw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/10/300050-2483306602905-1259813695-32956980-885444267-n.jpg?et=6SEDu3F4MFassBbH5H2Syw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/10/300050-2483306602905-1259813695-32956980-885444267-n.jpg?et=6SEDu3F4MFassBbH5H2Syw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/32/314579-2483283202320-1259813695-32956918-958985988-n.jpg?et=a3HBbCLul7Yug0yrIz7xhw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;2C's Sailormoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/3/296211-2483284682357-1259813695-32956921-415823570-n.jpg?et=E1tgFJFmH8kYM8efftTQfw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/3/296211-2483284682357-1259813695-32956921-415823570-n.jpg?et=E1tgFJFmH8kYM8efftTQfw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="131" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/58/313189-10150311840464590-550679589-7721441-570357394-n.jpg?et=E41V5Hra%2CxLoTG0FsCkkDQ&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/2/photos/37/500x500/58/313189-10150311840464590-550679589-7721441-570357394-n.jpg?et=E41V5Hra%2CxLoTG0FsCkkDQ&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;2D's Hawk Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;3A's Mystique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;3B's ZsaZsa Zaturnah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Really, the creativity of each section's costumes were astonishing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Medical Union for Service's current president with our judges Doc Bugayong, sisses Doc Jamoralin and Doc Arim with the hosts sisses Krizia and Jacq&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was such a long overdue post! This year's Project Prodyek was brilliant, but of course there's always still room for improvement. Can't wait for next year's event! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiply.com/mu/muupsilonsigma/image/3/photos/37/500x500/1/293985-2483282082292-1259813695-32956915-578619098-n.jpg?et=rCeaxcXMfHp4fCPyTgZEEw&amp;amp;nmid=491870458" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-6387778005303040021?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was my first time to try the Death by Tablea since I went for Chocolat's other scrumptious cakes during my previous visits. My sister and I purchased a voucher, supposedly for Mother's day. The very many orders however, made the dates surrounding mother's day fully booked so we had to postpone getting the cake.&lt;br /&gt;
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We settled for a date between Mother's day and Father's day ( a clever way of saving, in my opinion). It was our first time to buy a cake for our parents and here are a few snippets of their reactions:&lt;br /&gt;
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Mom: What cake did you get?&lt;br /&gt;
Jill: The Death by Tablea one&lt;br /&gt;
Mom: Huh? Why'd you get that. It sounds scary 'DEATH' by Tablea.&lt;br /&gt;
Jill: (laughing)&lt;br /&gt;
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Dad: Wow, first time that you gave us a cake&lt;br /&gt;
Mom: I think I'm going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;
Jacq and I: (laughing)&lt;br /&gt;
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The cake was a hit to everyone at home! I wish there was a nearer branch where I live, though. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and since you're here please vote for this pic &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d5100.nikon-asia.com/submissions/8670"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if you have a Facebook account. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/no_2VIKdPZu-F1dFsk_kqp89CrU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/no_2VIKdPZu-F1dFsk_kqp89CrU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~4/ry_-EHKrPcA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/feeds/7728181690332021832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18431826&amp;postID=7728181690332021832" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/7728181690332021832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/7728181690332021832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~3/ry_-EHKrPcA/this-probably-sums-up-how-i-feel-about.html" title="This probably sums up how I feel about the RH Bill" /><author><name>Name: Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10487881504295092467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1ztVYG2avw/S6X7sLQqFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wsWGrLZZZAQ/S220/DSC02402.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-probably-sums-up-how-i-feel-about.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IMQns-fip7ImA9WhZWGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826.post-9170890347657772677</id><published>2011-05-21T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:39:43.556+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-21T00:39:43.556+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random/Repostings" /><title>Nikon D5100 Photo Competition Submission</title><content type="html">If you have a facebook account, please like my friend's entry. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d5100.nikon-asia.com/system/uploads/submission/picture/5330/big_37563_147564368587496_100000018014115_461495_2895897_n.jpg?1305807131" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://d5100.nikon-asia.com/system/uploads/submission/picture/5330/big_37563_147564368587496_100000018014115_461495_2895897_n.jpg?1305807131" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click the link below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d5100.nikon-asia.com/submissions/5330"&gt;Nikon D5100 Photo Competition Submission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-9170890347657772677?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a clip of the poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/57qf7NC8r98" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-112698180409831731?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jvtUqdLSWkFcpNzTzdwg1RHUSe8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jvtUqdLSWkFcpNzTzdwg1RHUSe8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~4/yTsjxopQQds" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/feeds/112698180409831731/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18431826&amp;postID=112698180409831731" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/112698180409831731?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/112698180409831731?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~3/yTsjxopQQds/voodoo-girl.html" title="Voodoo Girl" /><author><name>Name: Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10487881504295092467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1ztVYG2avw/S6X7sLQqFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wsWGrLZZZAQ/S220/DSC02402.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/57qf7NC8r98/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/2011/05/voodoo-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQFSXg7fSp7ImA9WhZWFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826.post-7751590693785764598</id><published>2011-05-16T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:38:38.605+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-16T23:38:38.605+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Med School" /><title>Hello 2nd year!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's confirmed. We're no longer in section D. I'll miss our class but we'll be together again in the 3rd year. I'll just take this change as an opportunity to meet and work with other people. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224219_2043814335873_1259813695_32461546_1532562_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's our schedule courtesy of future classmate, Dexter! I can't believe we have a day where we'll transfer from OM to PLM. X_X&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This schedule makes me want to have a dorm so baaaad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-7751590693785764598?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9mXiTg32C8DP9fT3ttwzhZCFbno/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9mXiTg32C8DP9fT3ttwzhZCFbno/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~4/iXhrfrSivmc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/feeds/7751590693785764598/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18431826&amp;postID=7751590693785764598" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/7751590693785764598?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/7751590693785764598?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~3/iXhrfrSivmc/hello-2nd-year.html" title="Hello 2nd year!" /><author><name>Name: Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10487881504295092467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1ztVYG2avw/S6X7sLQqFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wsWGrLZZZAQ/S220/DSC02402.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-2nd-year.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMMRng9fCp7ImA9WhZWFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826.post-7755252015623041129</id><published>2011-05-16T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T02:01:27.664+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-16T02:01:27.664+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random/Repostings" /><title>Some People</title><content type="html">Saw this in my classmate, Monique's tumblr and had to repost it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs50/i/2009/260/f/9/Some_People_by_MumblingIdiot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs50/i/2009/260/f/9/Some_People_by_MumblingIdiot.jpg" width="113" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://thatlukeperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-people.html"&gt;http://thatlukeperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-people.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Click the image to enlarge) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rcUiCJGWFg27aKalCDpm3PVEl_I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rcUiCJGWFg27aKalCDpm3PVEl_I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~4/4uA6PU0uez8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/feeds/7755252015623041129/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18431826&amp;postID=7755252015623041129" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/7755252015623041129?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/7755252015623041129?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~3/4uA6PU0uez8/some-people.html" title="Some People" /><author><name>Name: Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10487881504295092467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1ztVYG2avw/S6X7sLQqFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wsWGrLZZZAQ/S220/DSC02402.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-people.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cHQX8zeCp7ImA9WhZXFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826.post-4532129162058006303</id><published>2011-05-04T07:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T07:23:50.180+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-04T07:23:50.180+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Anecdotes" /><title>Change</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought I changed so much in the transition from high school to college, but really the change in me from post-college to medschool is also notable, if not more so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yet of course, essentially I am still the same.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For one thing I'm still an insomniac.  :-| Woke up at 6PM last night and still awake now past 7AM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-4532129162058006303?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CJGvu7Ka7SsKyXpeROhh0wNR7GU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CJGvu7Ka7SsKyXpeROhh0wNR7GU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~4/5bjBoYAXMss" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/feeds/4532129162058006303/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18431826&amp;postID=4532129162058006303" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/4532129162058006303?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18431826/posts/default/4532129162058006303?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JillsRandomThoughts/~3/5bjBoYAXMss/change.html" title="Change" /><author><name>Name: Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10487881504295092467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1ztVYG2avw/S6X7sLQqFiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wsWGrLZZZAQ/S220/DSC02402.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jilltaz8.blogspot.com/2011/05/change.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBRX48cSp7ImA9WhZXFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18431826.post-8281053230999420562</id><published>2011-05-01T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T07:24:14.079+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-04T07:24:14.079+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Med School" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Anecdotes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Plans" /><title>Swift Summer</title><content type="html">A little over a month until school resumes and I'm sure that I have NOT made the most of my summer vacation. Other people have excuses, they took on summer jobs for a little extra money. I mean, we are going to be dependent on our parents for about another 4 years so working during breaks can give a sense of fulfillment, somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I still haven't met up with my highschool friends, BRAINS friends, and 2 groups of college friends (my duty group and people-from-my-college-who-took-up-medicine-as-well-group). It's quite difficult to schedule such things when some have work and other commitments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the bright side, I have attended a medical as well as a couple surgical missions this summer break, and there's bound to be more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now let's just break down a 'to do list' for the remaining days of summer:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go out of town, even if it's just somewhere near like Laguna&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Get the necessary books for 2nd year&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Go shopping&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Eat at a couple of never tried restos&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;See friends&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Watch a movie (my last one after Alice was HP 7.1) &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Wow is that it? I'm lame. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-8281053230999420562?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am with my 2nd or 3rd patient. I guess one mistake was not sitting down. The low tables coupled with the&amp;nbsp; continuous standing hurt my back. Right now, it still hurts, making me feel like an old person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had such fun even though it was quite hot and humid that day! Looking forward to the next surgical missions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, I get a chance to use my RN status in a medical outreach coming up in two weeks. Exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Random thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. People in relationships shouldn't have to be reminded that they're in one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I should really schedule my meet-ups with HS, college, duty group, and BRAINS friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I have to go to my dentist/mom. Hahaha. (I'm deathly afraid of dentists).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I entered med school I never entertained the idea of joining a Greek letter organization. The stories about initiation rites were enough to make me stay out of such things. Surprisingly, I am now an active member of such an organization. Was there any physical hazing in our sorority? No, but it doesn't mean that what we went through to join wasn't difficult. Truly, when you work hard for something, you learn to value it more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my sisses said something to me and a couple other sisses that really struck me. She unfortunately, has to transfer schools&amp;nbsp; and of course, separation anxiety will be a factor. What she said was something like this, "&lt;i&gt;Okay lang sana kung classmates lang yung iiwan ko, pero ang hirap  pag kayo kasi iba&lt;/i&gt;." The bond of sisterhood is truly different. In med school where stress levels go up frequently, you have to have a support system, and sisses (and brods) will always be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;As I stated in another post, my org has helped me become less shy. I got to dance in front of an audience (oh the horror!), talk in front of an audience, walk in&amp;nbsp; a fashion show, initiate conversations with people we didn't know (daunting for shy-types like me haha), etc. It is the org's way of cultivating potentials in their members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Most medical sororities and fraternities are service oriented. One of my favorite projects was our org's Adopt-a-Child, wherein we spend a day with less fortunate children and make them feel the Christmas season. Another, more common service provided by orgs are medical and surgical missions. I haven't been to one as a medical student, and I'm excited for my first one this weekend. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Still, it amuses me when people won't believe that I'm in a Greek letter org. &lt;i&gt;Wala ba talaga sa itsura? &lt;/i&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been almost an entire month since school ended, and I have only just finished fixing and organizing my transcriptions for the school year. Obviously, Physiology took the bulk of my time; my handouts were scattered among 3 envelopes hahaha. I was amused with how many transes I had that had very little or no highlights. Really, with all the things you have to read, books, notes, transes, handouts, one must really know which to prioritize. Now I feel that I am truly finished with first year and I'm looking forward with much excitement and some anxiety for the next school year. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I find myself, gradually bidding my college friends goodbye (or should I say 'see you later?') as they one by one embark on life abroad. We are 8 in our group of friends (2 of which are not included in the drawing below). The first, S, left March 2010. Second, J/firewoman, left sometime in April. J and G, the 2 who aren't in the drawing are in the provinces of Pangasinan and Iloilo, respectively. While M works at a city hospital and V is busy with a job that is far from nursing. Jacq and I are of course, busy with med school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;M is leaving this June to work abroad. This means that there are only 4 of us in Metro Manila (since J from Pangasinan has recently moved back to Manila). The thought saddens me immensely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Academics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; The immense bulk of information that a first year student must learn  will be nothing compared to the next years to come. I must really try  organizing my past transes, books, and notes. It has been more than two  weeks since summer break started, and&amp;nbsp; I still haven't had the  enthusiasm to fix my stuff.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Due to limited funds, it is essential that we maintain our scholarship status in PLM. Thankfully, both Jacq and I were able to meet the grade requirement. Here's hoping we are able to keep this up until graduation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye, first year subjects!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anatomy lab, I shall not miss your distinctive smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodbye Biochemistry lab reports (and hello to more lab reports)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And goodbye, Physiology. No more cramming for case and lab conferences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minors, don't fret. You also took up loads of our time. I shan't forget that bloody FCM exam. Computations for 2 hours. X_X Histology, I don't really know if I learned enough from you. Neuroanatomy, you made me rethink my dream of becoming involved in neurology. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orglife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was never very active in college or highschool. I planned to change that in medschool, and here I am now, part of three organizations. I am very thankful for the people I have met through these orgs. Being in an org can at times be hectic, what with all the studying med students have to do. However, if you can balance your time well, it should not be a hindrance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Two of my orgs were 'academic' in nature (supposedly), and one was non-academic (it was more of a religious org). The latter was not very demanding in terms of time, and so I have unfortunately neglected my duties as a member come the 2nd semester, scheduling conflicts mainly the culprit (since class scheds change per sem in PLM). It is my plan. however, to make it up to this org and be more active next school year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My two other orgs have shaped me to become less shy. I never thought I'd dancein front of an audience, and yet I did so with my dear sisses last September during the medweek. I then I again danced in front of an audience with my dearest classmates in December. :-O Truly a milestone for someone who has no dancing capabilities like me. I also was able to be part of the organizing committee of a huge party and walked in our org's fashion show. Tormenting for a pseudo-shy type.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;First year went by so quickly, and our upperclassmen say that the next years will pass by swifter than the first. So medschool, in spite of all the difficulties we all feel, is like a breeze then? Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; Admit impediments. Love is not love&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Which alters when it alteration finds,&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; Or bends with the remover to remove:&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;O no! it is an ever-fixed mark&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; That looks on tempests and is never shaken;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;It is the star to every wandering bark,&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; Within his bending sickle's compass come:&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; But bears it out even to the edge of doom.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;If this be error and upon me proved,&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt; I never writ, nor no man ever loved.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;    William Shakespeare   &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;    (1564 - 1616)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-6092875110991461587?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Okay, I just had to let that out and now I must do my best to resume studying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here's hoping the said person will already fall asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-6929830838158918456?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
We had our practicals in Histology and Anatomy and our long exams for Biochem, Neuroana, and Anatomy earlier this month. Tomorrow will be the dreaded Physio exam!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I managed to pass all my tests for now, but sad to say, I only barely passed the exams since the college of medicine does not transmute grades. Like in Biochem, a raw score of 38/50 is &lt;i&gt;pasang-awa&lt;/i&gt; at 76% :((&lt;br /&gt;
Hopefully, we'll be able to pull up our grades.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've never been active in extracurricular organizations, I settle for being a class officer since it's less toxic since there are less responsibilities. However, I resolved to be more active this time around so I can improve my time management skills as well as my interpersonal skills. Now I'm part of 2/3 organizations (I'm not really sure if I would count the alliance thing as a separate org hence the slash) in our school. Yay! Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, I would love to be able to do all the spells, but let's narrow it down to ten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note: I will pseudo-cheat on this list by counting spell/counter spells as one. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;1. The Summoning Charm (Accio) and the Banishing Charm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Think about how easy getting a glass of water or a bag from the table would be would this spell!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/039/6/d/Accio_Fail_by_Lightbulb_101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/039/6/d/Accio_Fail_by_Lightbulb_101.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Art by &lt;a href="http://lightbulb-101.deviantart.com/"&gt;Lightbulb-101&lt;/a&gt; of deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Legilimens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The mind reading spell. I would so love to do this spell to some people, nonverbally of course so they don't know what's happening. Still, reading minds has its disadvantages. Sometimes we might not like what we'll see, as Harry felt when he saw part of Snape's worst memory.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs4/i/2004/261/2/1/Legilimens_by_ildi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs4/i/2004/261/2/1/Legilimens_by_ildi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Art by&lt;a href="http://ildi.deviantart.com/"&gt; ildi&lt;/a&gt; of deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;3. Imperio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Whenever my younger sister makes a lot of noise when I want to sleep, read, or something, I get urges to use this spell to make her shut up. Of course, the Silencio spell could be used, but with the Imperius curse, I can make virtually anyone do what I want aside from shutting people up! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/009/c/b/C__mon_Potter__Imperio_by_pettyartist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/009/c/b/C__mon_Potter__Imperio_by_pettyartist.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Art by &lt;a href="http://pettyartist.deviantart.com/"&gt;pettyartist&lt;/a&gt; of deviant art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;4. Apparition spell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
With the Apparition (and Disapparition) spell, I would probably never be late again. It would also be helpful if I can't find a good bathroom wherever I am, or when I get food cravings. Think about how much I'll save on travel expenses!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hp-lexicon.org/images/chapters/hbp/c18-birthday-surprises.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://www.hp-lexicon.org/images/chapters/hbp/c18-birthday-surprises.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;5. Stupefy and Rennervate&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This&amp;nbsp; spell would be useful in frightful situations such as getting held-up/mugged, attacked, or whatever. I prefer this over the killing curse, Avada Kedavra, because it just leaves the person unconscious and not, well, dead.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs15/f/2007/012/b/2/Pure_by_icy_blue_rae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs15/f/2007/012/b/2/Pure_by_icy_blue_rae.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Art by&lt;a href="http://icy-blue-rae.deviantart.com/"&gt; icy-blue-rae &lt;/a&gt;of deviantart.com (Evan Rosier gets hit by a Stunning Spell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. Disillusionment Charm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This charm when done correctly can make the individual chameleon-like. Dumbledore casts the spell so well that he does not need an Invisibility Cloak to become 'invisible'&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. Episkey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A spell that fixes cuts, bruises, broken noses, etc. I doubt that it would be very useful for major ailments, but still, it's useful!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;8. Reparo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For people like me who breaks stuff often, Reparo is the way to go!&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs18/f/2007/207/1/2/Harry_Potter_Reparos_by_c_dy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs18/f/2007/207/1/2/Harry_Potter_Reparos_by_c_dy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9. Obliviate &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A spell that can erase or modify memories that is perfect for people who have frequent screw-ups in the social department. If I could do this spell I'd track out several people to erase a few memories.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100401220617/harrypotter/images/5/5d/Obliviate.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100401220617/harrypotter/images/5/5d/Obliviate.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gilderoy Lockhart casts the Obliviate spell with Ron's faulty wand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;10. Protego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Another spell that could be used for harmful situations. The Shield Charm can keep would-be attackers at bay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs38/i/2008/331/d/a/Protect_from_Twilight_by_hedwig794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs38/i/2008/331/d/a/Protect_from_Twilight_by_hedwig794.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A funny piece of art from &lt;a href="http://hedwig794.deviantart.com/"&gt;hedwig794&lt;/a&gt; of deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Special mentions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Scourgify, the charm for cleaning up messes&lt;br /&gt;
-Levicorpus and Liberacorpus (For magically hoisting up people by their legs, an alternative to Stupefy wherein the target does not become unconscious)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-That spell they use to make small spaces accommodate large amounts of objects!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for the professor at Forum Hall with most of our classmates&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Feeling quite sick, so I decided to go and find Jacq (who went outside) to tell her I was going home&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Saw two of our classmates, who told me that the professor was waiting for us for over an hour at the Histo Lab.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Histology orientation/house rules + lecture on the Cell&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PMS Giveaway Thingy &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lunch @ the canteen (In fairness, the food is good, just a bit pricey)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Saying hi to a friend in Section C, not noticing that they were sitting across the CM office&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Getting the physio list thing and passing the 2 to sec A and B&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;FCM lecture + an assignment. :S&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Meeting a pmd friend&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Riding a jeep from PLM to somewhere near Rob with 4 classmates + Jacq&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Merienda with Jacq and another classmate.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Home-ish.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Luckily, we don't have class next Monday. Yay! Can you feel my lack of enthusiasm? Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-256638153915537541?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think it's about time  Jacq and I made a Frequently Asked Questions post to answer, well,  frequently asked questions about our being twins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 5.25pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kambal kayo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; (Are  you twins)?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well,  obviously, yes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;!Trivia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;: We  once tricked a couple of &lt;s&gt;gullible&lt;/s&gt; persons that we were only  cousins and our parents were two pairs of twins. I think this worked  because we had an accomplice who was really believable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you identical twins  or fraternal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fraternal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ano pinagkaiba niyo?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; (How can I tell you apart?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The simplest answer is one of us has braces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who's older? By how  many minutes?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jacq’s older by 4 minutes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you get annoyed when people call you '&lt;i&gt;kambal,  kambal&lt;/i&gt;'?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It depends, sometimes we just shrug it off, sometimes  it annoys us. We’re quite used to it by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever tried switching places for class?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No, we don’t intend to. I don’t think we can pull it  off since &lt;b&gt;we are fraternal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you guys fight?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes,  what siblings don’t?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it fun to have a twin?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes  yes, sometimes no.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you ever get telepathic messages from each other?  For example, you feel when the other is in pain?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like the same stuff?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Often, but not always.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-3517866902636633096?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is a very random post, but it has been nagging on my mind for a few days now so I have to write this down.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not a very mushy person in real life. I find touchy-feely and sickly sweet couples disturbing like most of my NBSB friends, but I do love reading love stories in literature. Still, a book that is in the romance genre does not get my complete attention. For example, I had to really push myself to finish 'By The River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept' by Paulo Coelho. I prefer the love stories in those books that deal with fantasy and action, something where the love story isn't the main focus of the novel. That is also (usually) how I prefer it as well in movies, except for fairytale inspired movies, that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, here are &lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt; of my favorite fictional 'ships' in no particular order. :) I'm not into slash and 'delusional' shippings so these are all canon.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1.) Beauty and the Beast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a6/Beautybeastdisney.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a6/Beautybeastdisney.PNG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Among the Disney fairytales, I loooove Belle and the Beast's love story. They did not fall in love at first sight (as in Snow White, Little Mermaid [for Ariel, at least], and Sleeping Beauty [not counting the christening scene]). They even had a really nice song about their getting to like each other [search: Something There]. Plus, Belle is my favorite Disney Princess, she's bookish, beautiful, and brave!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;She glanced this way, I thought I saw...  And when we touched, she didn't shudder at my paw. No, it can't be; I'll  just ignore... But then, she's never looked at me that way before... - Sung by the Beast, Something There&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. Hermione and Ron&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://jaerie.deviantart.com/"&gt;jaerie&lt;/a&gt; at&amp;nbsp; deviantart.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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My favorite Harry Potter ship is the love-hate duo of Ron and Hermione. I love those little hints JK put in that showed their feelings for each other early on. I'm still boggled by the Harry-Hermione shippers who are book readers. I mean come on!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;All's fair in love and war, mate, and this is a little bit of both -  Ronald Weasley&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Faramir and Eowyn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs5/i/2004/273/f/e/We_shall_live____by_Kame_Urashima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs5/i/2004/273/f/e/We_shall_live____by_Kame_Urashima.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; By &lt;a href="http://kame-urashima.deviantart.com/"&gt;kame_urashima&lt;/a&gt; of deviantart.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I did not know that these two had a &lt;a href="http://emyn-arnen.net/fans.php?keepers"&gt;fan site&lt;/a&gt;. Even though their part in the story was short, and although the lady thought she loved another before realizing she loved Faramir, this is another favorite ship of mine. A synopsis of their story can be read &lt;a href="http://gliwen.webs.com/housesofhealing.htm"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;if you haven't or don't plan to read the LOTR.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;'Then must I leave my own people, man of Gondor?' she said. 'And  would you have your proud folk say of you: "There goes a lord who tamed a  wild shieldmaiden of the North! Was there no woman of the race of  Númenor to choose?"'&lt;br /&gt;
'I would,' said Faramir. And he took her in his arms and kissed her  under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the  walls in the sight of many. And many indeed saw them and light that  shone about them as they came down from the walls and went hand in hand  to the Houses of Healing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. Dimitri and Anya/Anastasia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As with Beauty and the Beast, I love the 'not-love-at-first-sight' storyline. Coincidentally, they also have a song about finding out they like each other (search: At the Beginning with You). Dimitri is also well-drawn for a cartoon man. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;Anastasia: I feel a little... dizzy.  &lt;br /&gt;
Dimitri: Kind of... light-headed?  &lt;br /&gt;
Anastasia: Yeah...  &lt;br /&gt;
Dimitri: Me too. Probably from all the spinning.  &lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;they stop dancing&lt;/i&gt;]  &lt;br /&gt;
Dimitri: Maybe we should stop.  &lt;br /&gt;
Anastasia: We have stopped.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Patrick Verona and Kat Stratford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Who can say no to Heath Ledger? He is so swoon-worthy in this movie. Their chemistry is great and their banter is witty!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patrick&lt;/b&gt;: Hey there girly. How you doin'?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kat Stratford&lt;/b&gt;: Sweating like a pig actually and yourself?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Patrick&lt;/b&gt;: Now there's a way to get a guy's attention huh?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kat Stratford&lt;/b&gt;: My mission in life. But, obviously I struck your fancy so you see it  worked. The world makes sense again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This makes me want to watch the TV series based on the movie. :) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6. Garret and Kayley from Quest for Camelot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A knight's daughter and a blind hermit of the forest go on a quest and although it is quite cliche, they fall for each other along the way. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kayley&lt;/b&gt;: You *saved* my life! Thank you!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Garrett&lt;/b&gt;: Well, everyone makes mistakes sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kayley&lt;/b&gt;: Oh, I get it. This is where King Arthur sends his unfunny jesters,  right?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Garrett&lt;/b&gt;: And now I'll thank you...  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Kayley&lt;/b&gt;: For what?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Garrett&lt;/b&gt;: For reminding me why I'm a hermit. Good day! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. Disney's Hercules and Megara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Megara gets to sing what is in my opinion, one of the best Disney songs ever! If you haven't seen or heard Won't Say I'm In Love, please look for it on youtube. :) I loved this movie because it's based on Greek mythology (very, very loosely, though).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;People do crazy things, when they're in love.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;8. Simba and Nala&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Simba is one of my cartoon crushes. It's probably weird to have one let alone, an animal character, but Simba is really swoon-worthy. Haha, please don't think I'm psychotic. The quote below occurred when Nala found her cubhood friend, Simba after several years. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simba&lt;/b&gt;: Listen, you think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life?  You don't even know what I've been through!  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Nala&lt;/b&gt;: I would if you just tell me!  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Mulan and Li Shang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Imagine thinking someone was of the same gender, getting to really like that person, then finding out that he/she is of the opposite sex, masquerading otherwise to prevent harm to a loved one. Shang, like Simba is another 'cartoon crush' of mine. I especially love the &lt;b&gt;I'll Make a Man Out of You&lt;/b&gt; number. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Emperor of China&lt;/b&gt;: The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of  all.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Shang&lt;/b&gt;: Sir?  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The Emperor of China&lt;/b&gt;: You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; Cristina Yang and Preston Burke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greysgabble.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/greys-jawdrop05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.greysgabble.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/greys-jawdrop05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think there is no explanation necessary as to why I like this coupling aside from the quote that follows. This quote is Preston Burke's would-have-been wedding vows to Cristina Yang. If you're a fan of Grey's Anatomy, you know what happens. :|&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Christina, I could promise to hold you and to cherish you. I  could promise to be there in sickness and in health. I could say ’till  death do us part. But I won’t. Those vows are for optimistic couples.  The ones full of hope. And I do not stand here, on my wedding day,  optimistic or full of hope. &lt;b&gt;I am not optimistic, I am not hopeful. I am  sure, I am steady, and I know. I am a heart man: I take them apart, I  put them back together. I hold them in my hands. I am a heart man. So  this, I am sure. You are my partner, my lover, my very best friend. My  heart, my heart, beats for you.&lt;/b&gt; And on this day, the day of my wedding, I  promise you this: I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your  hand. I promise you ME.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So those are my top ten favorite ships. What are yours? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-4046006809507219418?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here is the storyline of the Forbidden Journey ride copied from &lt;a href="http://thewizardingworldofharrypotter.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://thewizardingworldofharrypotter.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;Hogwarts has, for the first time, opened its doors to muggles. Dumbledore greets you, and invites you to sit in on a DADA class. There, the trio sees you and takes you off course under their invisibility cloak, because of course. After a chat with the Four Founders and the Sorting Hat, you’ll board the ride and continue on the trio’s adventure. From there, of course, everything goes horribly wrong.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I hate rollercoasters and other dangerous rides, luckily there is a queue for those who wish to see the interior of Hogwarts but don't want to go on the ride. (Although, the experience won't be complete). Hopefully, by that time and by some miracle I will be brave enough to go to all the rides (and financially capable enough to buy all the merchandise I want!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Above is the menu for the three broomsticks. Reviews from the Leacky Cauldron and &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/ericwwfoodreview.shtml"&gt;Mugglenet &lt;/a&gt;have made me more eager to go to the WWoHP just for the food! JK herself chose the butterbeer recipe, you know! Ah, but look at the prices! Due to lack of funds, I think I will be going to the WWoHP when I'm 30 or older, after I've managed to persuade or rather encourage my future children to be as fanatical about HP as I am.&lt;br /&gt;
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For more info about the Wizarding World of Harry Potter Theme Park, visit &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/themepark.shtml"&gt;http://www.mugglenet.com/themepark.shtml&lt;/a&gt; or any other Harry Potter fansite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-5489484231712085722?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;h4&gt;INTJ -The Mastermind&lt;/h4&gt;You scored 27% I to E, 47% N to S, 67% F to T,  and 16% J to P!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are more introverted than extroverted.  You are more intuitive than observant, you are more thinking based than feeling based, and you prefer to have a plan rather than leaving things to chance.  Your type is best described by the word "mastermind", which belongs to the larger group called rationals.  Only 1% of the population shares your type.  You are very strong willed and self-confident.  You can hardly rest until you have things settled.  You will only adopt ideas and rules if they make sense.  You are a great brainstormer and often come up with creative solutions to difficult problems.  You are open to new concepts, and often actively seek them out.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a romantic partner, you can be both fascinating yet demanding.  You are not apt to express your emotions, leaving your partner wondering where they are with you.  You strongly dislike repeating yourself or listening to the disorganized process of sorting through emotional conflicts.  You see your own commitments as self-evident and don't see why you need to repeat something already expressed.  You have the most difficulty in admitting your vulnerabilities.  You feel the most appreciated when your partner admires the quality of your innovations and when they listen respectfully to your ideas and advice.  You need plenty of quiet to explore your interests to the depth that gives you satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your group summary:  &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/nt.html"&gt; rationals (NT)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Your type summary:  &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/ntij.html"&gt; INTJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/the-long-scientific-personality-test"&gt;Take The LONG Scientific Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;OkCupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Sorting Hat Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;RAVENCLAW!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored 16% Slytherin, 48% Ravenclaw, 24% Gryffindor, and 28% Hufflepuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/9210569761274659863.jpeg" width="200" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If you've a ready mind,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Where those of wit and learning,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Will always find their kind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ravenclaws are known for their intelligence, ingenuity, and lifelong thirst for knowledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/the-sorting-hat-test"&gt;Take The Sorting Hat Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;OkCupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-4871605659272874466?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Back to the pre-reg, that day was another hot and humid day. I had to wait for an hour and a half because the school physician would entertain the pending students at 3pm only. Luckily, had someone to talk to by the Health Services after a while. Meanwhile, Jacq, who was already cleared to enroll, stayed outside the CM office with another upperclassman. She was able to play with this really cute puppy. &lt;b&gt;Me = envious&lt;/b&gt;. The process was short though since there were no more lines when I was done with the Health Services thing. We were finished before 4pm meaning we spent 3 hours at PLM.&lt;br /&gt;
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We also found out that we are in Section D. It's quite saddening that we won't be classmates with Kat and, two of the few people we know in PLM. :( Below isa picture of our schedule, taken by Jacq (hence, the really bad quality. Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Hopefully, the enrollment process will be shorter and easier. Since it is scheduled so late (June 4), we probably won't have to worry about super long lines. Right now, there are 170+ in our batch (and hopefully more than that because other deserving people need to get in!) so the queue will not be super short. I'm actually dreading the enrollment day since people have said that the process is quite confusing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I need to read up on the subjects we'll be taking, but I can't seem to find the drive to do so. :S I also have to fix my sleep cycle. I've only met my previous goal of sleeping by 11 ONCE. So here is my new (and hopefully, more attainable goal), try to sleep by 12midnight. Just lie down until you freaking close your eyes, do not go online past 12mn, it will be your downfall. Then try to wake up before 11AM!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully, Jacq and I (and our other MD aspiring friends) will be able to get through this surely difficult endeavor with good marks and lots of learning. I need to be hardworking and diligent! *Crosses fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18431826-7931435366878186132?l=jilltaz8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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