<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:48:15.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ronna's daily scenarios</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog contains my personal activities . hope you like it ! Enjoy your visit . ♥O.n.n.A♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-4117148519445675380</id><published>2010-03-23T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:53:06.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flattered :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My Hosting Experience of MS. TEEN STA. MARIA 2010"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The search for Ms. Teen in our barrio was the best pageant I've ever indulge to. It's not me who was a contestant rather it's me who hosted the event. I did not expect that the night would that successful and nice. It's my first time hosting a pageant with many people who are listening on what I'll say and looking at what I do.Together with my co-emcees , namely Sheen and Nikka,we did a good job to entertain the people who were barely waiting and watching the said night.At first, I thought we'll mess the whole night up but the beautiful response of the people watching me hosting the event molds me to someone who I'd really like to be.It was a surprise for me though,congratulating me for a job well done last night.ahahah ! Indeed one of the candidates said, " It's not easy to stay in front of many people to showcase your talents and to entertain people". Indeed true! Many are cheering for you but others booos. We cannot please all the people for what they see but we can boost our esteem by showing that we are not affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I may sometimes speak in a wrong grammar but still I continue to do my best shot to make everybody happy and feel that the night of our group was difenitely fun. With this experience that I will always hold on wherever I  go,I'll continue to do the best  in every small things I do.So flattering ! ahaha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                      &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;   Lovelotz : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:webdings;" &gt;rOnna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-4117148519445675380?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/4117148519445675380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/flattered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/4117148519445675380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/4117148519445675380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/flattered.html' title='Flattered :)'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-4006608058352272724</id><published>2010-03-20T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T05:27:29.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>independent !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today was a great start for my career life in the future. Do you know what I'm talking about ? ahahah ! I together with my auntie,Geraldine,started a small business. We cooked foods and sell it. So far , for two consecutive days of doing so ,it's good. We planned to extend this for a week or so.This venture makes me to self-support my needs and maybe my wants. Hell ! I,m becoming matured now. I guesse that is because of being a the gurdian of my own. Since my parents are not her with us, I learned to do things on my own :) AJA ! Ronna !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-4006608058352272724?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/4006608058352272724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/independent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/4006608058352272724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/4006608058352272724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/independent.html' title='independent !'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-3939714023747598811</id><published>2010-03-18T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:20:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;F &lt;/span&gt;I N &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; L "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Stress free ! whoooohh ! This whole week is nerve-racking. To start of , Monday was our departmental. I just anwered a very tough AC502 questions.huhu ! Hope I can pass. Well, life must goes on because another testing day for some minor subjects are coming. Last Wednesday was the best Final exam ever. I answered my REED20 subject without any sweat..ahaha ! Just a bit nervous with what my English2, kinda difficult ..huhu...45 minutes was just the given time to answer analytical questions. But then , my BIO class ended smoothly and nicely. I did not study but yet I have answers. You know what I mean. ahahha ! PE class was the worst though. My group mates and I did not do the best that we can give. I almost cried knowing how dismay some of my group mates were and I as well. To add, we were the only group who did not receive any award ! huhu ! sobbing *&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/4660140209205576955-3939714023747598811?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/3939714023747598811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/m-y-f-i-n-l-w-e-e-k-stress-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/3939714023747598811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/3939714023747598811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/m-y-f-i-n-l-w-e-e-k-stress-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-2795732877913459414</id><published>2010-03-16T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:04:32.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;W h a T&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;  h a P p E n&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;  tODay ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine yourself riding a jeepney for more than two hours just going home from school.Well then if you do,we're the same.I hate the hotness and the dust flying through my face.HUHUHU :( It's not being "maarte" but it's how I feel.Exhaustion really comes and irritates me. Duhh ! What a F ! That's all for now !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-2795732877913459414?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/2795732877913459414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/2795732877913459414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/2795732877913459414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/exhausted.html' title='exhausted !'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-8228956063786541030</id><published>2010-03-15T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T03:29:05.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mr. Dullest"</title><content type='html'>Going to college is one of many adjustments I face. I used to feel comfortable and not being paranoid way back my high school.But let me share this. I have this one teacher,a B.A. teacher.I'll just call him "the dullest".First time meeting him on our BA class last October,he's a bit clumsy but "smart" . Not to mention the back-pack that he always use and the thick spectacles he wears during the class. Undoubtedly , this teacher is boring and to my surprise the genius teacher I used to admire change into a teacher I curse the most. He doesn't even know what he's talking about,trying hard speaking dollar language and a lot of stuffs. He's just reading the small piece of paper in his hands and write it on the board. The funny part is this, in to his unfortunate , we have a Korean classmate. One time , he forgot to speak the universal language , and to our Korean classmate's dismay , she walked out of the class. The loss er "dullest" continued discussing while a part of his students,excluding for those geeks, are talking about what just happened. Can you imagine how insensitive he is to ignore this stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next meeting , the block I am in is as noisy as the same. Mr. Dullest , on the other hand made his boring discussion and of that a complicated solutions. Because of the irritation he felt,he then stopped and angry looking all of us.Saying all of his consoles and more then leave the class.He even told us that we are his worst class he handled for a long time of his teachings...and his just our worst too.Until now,he's still the same.A week to go and this school years over.How I wish he could also identify what we need and not the disrespectful students he sees in us.Because honestly,we did respect him if not it's a long time ago that we all dropped his subject,laugh at his wrong pronunciations or even throw a paper in his face. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-8228956063786541030?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/8228956063786541030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/mr-dullest.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/8228956063786541030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/8228956063786541030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2010/03/mr-dullest.html' title='&quot;Mr. Dullest&quot;'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-9219315890921985950</id><published>2009-11-16T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:01:20.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my motto ;)</title><content type='html'>"Everything happens for a REASON"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, my life changed through my actions and the environment I am in. I sometimes get tired and down especially during tough days that I wanted to surrender my fight. I'm giving up easily with just a small pressure in me, but then I realize how can I survive if I keep on hiding inside my shell and not to face the reality that binds myself from my circles. I can really see the difference of  my character from my mother's. She's tough and no doubt, BRAVE. I cannot imagine , she worked as a maid as early as 12 years young, selling guava fruit ,walking a distance school,married and became a mother early. She suffered too much from her experiences, but despite all of these , she learned to accept that life is sometimes rough.You can't predict what's gonna happen once you step Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SwGDyzI0-tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/F8EhEsJN9LA/s1600/2_513935137l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SwGDyzI0-tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/F8EhEsJN9LA/s200/2_513935137l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404745936565238482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trusted friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good daughter and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intelligent kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who only wants to portray being a perfect wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple mother who only wants the best for her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my one and only queen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's my motto. A person that ties my morals and being on molding who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;My everything that God sent me.The reason behind my actions, the because of my whys, the answers of my hows.My mother , JESICA CELOCIA AÑANA ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together in her battle is her cute angels :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SwGDrOiclDI/AAAAAAAAACI/rrPLGTqBbHw/s1600/fbnynyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SwGDrOiclDI/AAAAAAAAACI/rrPLGTqBbHw/s200/fbnynyu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404745806481495090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness resides not in posessions and not in gold; the feeling of happiness dwells in the soul."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-9219315890921985950?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/9219315890921985950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-motto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/9219315890921985950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/9219315890921985950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-motto.html' title='my motto ;)'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SwGDyzI0-tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/F8EhEsJN9LA/s72-c/2_513935137l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-7042694905280724826</id><published>2009-11-09T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T08:06:54.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd sem's first day ;)</title><content type='html'>This day was a bit tough but fun.First , I woke up early to prepare stuffs for school and of course not to do same habit as last semester,LATE ! Imagine I'll travel perhaps an hour going to school,tiring isn't it?huhu ! But doing that ,I'm saving up for my future.LOLZ !Anyways , go back to where I was,excitement came to me when I enter the gate of our school.It's like I'm a freshman though I'm really is.I mean it's as if,it's my first time stepping into that university.hahaha ! Silly! but it's true.Same routine as last year, talking with my blockmates if the teacher is not around yet.Our teacher in major was also great.She's a perfect teacher for me to understand the topics that was discussed last semester.It's only after she let us saw the t-accounts that I understand thoroughly that matter.A good shot to start the next step in college.hahaiz !I like our english teacher that he kick -off the hell of me.It's like , whoah ! a tough,comedian and nice prof.haha ! I really love this semeter.What makes me sick,somehow is my BIO teacher.I'm not saying his a bad teacher.Infact.he's kind and I guess understanding,but with the university's reputations interms of teaching,oopppzzz,he's kinda different in away that he talks so boring in my ears.Sorry but that's what I see.Basically,I still love this semester.Hope I'll still enjoy until the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-7042694905280724826?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/7042694905280724826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-sems-first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/7042694905280724826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/7042694905280724826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-sems-first-day.html' title='2nd sem&apos;s first day ;)'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-4551381603112214749</id><published>2009-11-05T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:52:24.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drag me to hell !</title><content type='html'>Bonding moments with my blockmates :) This day was same as yesterday.We don't have a formal class yet.yeppey ! ehehehe. Ooops ! I'm not too happy but it's just that..you know ! ehehe. It's very oozing to just get away from stress and feel free to laugh.Life is genuine nor not to be wasted.Treasuring tough and happy moments with my friends means so much to me.This afternoon,we did watch a movie worth 15 pesos in a mall in the city.Sounds cheap right? but it's true.I found myself so funny watching a horror movie.ahahha ! Actually , it's my second time to watch "Drag me to Hell,but I'm still scared with the sound effects especially that the sounds covered the entire movie house. But , what made the atmosphere funny was my friend.Every time there's a scary scene, she pulls my hair and sleeve to cover her face from the screen.I was supposed to get angry with that stupid action of hers,but seeing her so scared and shouting made me laugh and laugh.She keeps on asking me what's the next plot so that she can prepare herself not to get frightened.There was a scene in that movie where the fist of the old woman was swallowed by the protagonist.Exaggerate , really.Instead of getting scared, another friend of mine laugh so loud.ahaha ! That was really a funny scene though. This watching movie experience is one of a kind. I'd love to do this stuff again.ahahha !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-4551381603112214749?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/4551381603112214749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/drag-me-to-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/4551381603112214749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/4551381603112214749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/drag-me-to-hell.html' title='drag me to hell !'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-3207214251738815430</id><published>2009-11-04T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:44:54.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vain !</title><content type='html'>I agree that sometimes,I'm vain ! whatttt ??? Ahahha ! Here ,have some samples of my vanity :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SvGfwnjCqzI/AAAAAAAAABo/BXCKhs0xDMc/s1600-h/IMG0598A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SvGfwnjCqzI/AAAAAAAAABo/BXCKhs0xDMc/s200/IMG0598A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400273085792430898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SvGf_ecccvI/AAAAAAAAABw/IBhA2ZM7iwE/s1600-h/IMG0959A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SvGf_ecccvI/AAAAAAAAABw/IBhA2ZM7iwE/s200/IMG0959A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400273341046878962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee ! just expressing my emotions through posting some of my pics. LOLZ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just happy today that I cleaned our bathroom but whoah ! a while a go,I can hardly breath. The chemical reaction of muriatic  acid and chlorox just made me sick. huhuhu..poor Ronna !But now , just so proud to do chores ! VAIN !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-3207214251738815430?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/3207214251738815430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/vain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/3207214251738815430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/3207214251738815430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/vain.html' title='vain !'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SvGfwnjCqzI/AAAAAAAAABo/BXCKhs0xDMc/s72-c/IMG0598A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-2675706849371683024</id><published>2009-11-03T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:56:01.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>break's over !</title><content type='html'>It was like yesterday that I took my sem-break. It's seems a fast movement of the Earth that when I woke up,it's school day!huhu.I'm not saying I hate to go to school but it's just that, I still want to enjoy having no pressure with studs. I used to sleep so late,watching Korean movies and dramas,include my facebook thing. I love what I did last vacation though it's a bit boring to just stay at home, facing the monitor for several ours,talking to my neighbors,bullying each other, texting-chatting with my friends,talking nonsense topics with my sister and "ngipirt"(foodtrip) at night.I can really see how shallow my happiness is.ahahah ! A simple bonding with the people who understands me means a lot to my entire being. waaaa ! Drama !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaa! commotion ! Break's over and go back to school.Need to wake up early,take a bath with a cold water from faucet and a hot-tiring trip riding a 21B jeepney.One thing I hate the most is..urggghhh..TRAFFIC.Traffic that always makes me late.huhuuhu.I know.It's not a valid reason to blame a bumper-to-bumper traffic but I just can't help it.It makes me sick especially on my way to Ayala,whoah,it's like,"What the hell?".Now, I can't protest but to see what will happen, go to school and paddle more.&lt; deep sigh :( &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-2675706849371683024?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/2675706849371683024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/breaks-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/2675706849371683024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/2675706849371683024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/breaks-over.html' title='break&apos;s over !'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-541963547598576170</id><published>2009-11-02T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:01:26.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Love ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/Su-VBsJNukI/AAAAAAAAABg/skCvT2_NWNA/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/Su-VBsJNukI/AAAAAAAAABg/skCvT2_NWNA/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399698334502730306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adolescence period makes me crazy every time I think my stupidity .There ,I started to see the reality as a daughter, a student and a teenager.Sounds good but can't get over the time I actually fall for someone at the age of 13.waaaa ! I don't know if that was really love that I felt. Way back in my elementary days(at the last grade of elementary) that I saw this cute boy.He has a chinky eyes , a fair complexion and a cute lips. Strange fact , I did not noticed him before instead it was his brother who used to be our trainer in DBC(Drum and Bugle Corp.) waaaaa ! really crazy ! During our practice, I accidentally leaned to his which made everybody  chased us. It was nothing to me.Accident like that really happens nothing unusual.My co-members thought of a boy-girl you know. whoah ! back off !Mama here, keeps on reminding me not to indulge such fuss like that especially at a young age.But days passed, he act weird and mind this,I acted differently too."Is it because I like the way he treats me?",I asked myself. Ronna stop it !Crush!Crush maybe.Graduations approaching then, he was extra sweet that he made a crochet bracelet for me.I'm just a girl,I was happy that among all girl classmates,it was me whom he gave it.It leave a trademark on my deepest me until we parted and went to our different lives after elementary especially that we won't be in the same school.I kept on thinking about the happiest memories I shared with him,we always talk behind the big cabinet near our CR.ahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was high school.I knew from his friend that he was going to court me.It was just I'm too over acting.huhuhu ! my love was gone,but I never surrender.Until I heard, he had his girlfriend.It really made me sick,LOVEsick?duh ! whatever they call it.I waited and now he's enjoying with his girlfriend.Damn ! Good thing,I have my super supportive friends that keeps  on telling me to stand and show,I'M NOT AFFECTED! That's hard,but I should do it for the sake of my ego.I can't explain how hurtful it was to experience that mess with him.I'm damn stupid.My feelings evolve to love.Hate it actually,can't do nothing but to wait and be hurt again and again. Until I reached my age now,I truthfully waited he'll notice me again now that I'm at the good age to engage such thing they called LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-541963547598576170?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/541963547598576170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/541963547598576170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/541963547598576170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-love.html' title='My First Love ♥'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/Su-VBsJNukI/AAAAAAAAABg/skCvT2_NWNA/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-2561484496508895948</id><published>2009-11-02T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:34:04.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy Big Brother Mania</title><content type='html'>I received a text message from my blockmate,whoah ! I  enjoyed watching PBB .ahaha ! LOLZ! I was thinking, I am too.weeee ! A while ago , I watched my most favorite reality tv show here in Philippines, Pinoy Big Brother Double up. I was amazed to see the 24 housemates in their different character and behavior. So love Tom as the first housemate that was introduced by PBB hosts , Toni Gonzaga , Mariel Rodriguez and Bianca Gonzales who was a previous PBB housemate on it's first celebrity edition.Melay is also what viewers are looking for.She may not have the looks but incredibly she has what it takes to stay. And at the end of the show , 14 housemates went inside the most popular house , "Bahay ni Kuya".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked hearing from the host that there could be a new housemates that will add up to the first batch who went inside.And there was it. 10 more housemates completed Big Brother's list.Cathy, a cute babe from Bohol, where my province is, make an aura to be one of the strongest housemate that will made it to the big night. There was Johann who caught my attention because of his charming and cool image.Rob , a hot Austrian who wants to show off his guts to the crowd.This season was different from the past season I followed on tv and online, a homosexual housemate was introduced.whoah ! It was barely hmmmmm....I was happy to see her?kidding , inside the house. So demure and conservative type of gay.She's like a true woman inside and out.To add up, she also have the brains and beauty to compete other Pinay housemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am excited who will made it up to the top and be granted as the 3rd Pinoy Big Brother Big Winner.Can't wait !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-2561484496508895948?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/2561484496508895948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/pinoy-big-brother-mania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/2561484496508895948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/2561484496508895948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/pinoy-big-brother-mania.html' title='Pinoy Big Brother Mania'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-807858628647766845</id><published>2009-11-01T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:19:14.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday gift ?</title><content type='html'>A while ago, I exchanged chats with my old friend. It was really fun to see how corny he is. Still , he did not change a little. Niño as he is. In the middle of our conversation , he asked me a birthday gift. whoah ! shocked I am ! I did not expect he'll ask a gift from me especially that it's been a long time that we haven't meet each other. Probably , that could be a joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember before , he was fond of listening to music.As I keep on searching in the net,I open this site&lt;a href="http://www.target.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; http://www.target.com.This could be an online store.There's no wrong on opening it, right.So I planned to buy him a Bose® In-Ear Headphones. I was just planning though. ahahha ! This headphone quality audio from small and comfortable in-ear headphones that stay put when you’re on the move.Bose offered three different sizes that will surely fit to our desires. This stuff amazed me, this could be a one heck of a good gift for him now that he's good in dancing. He can use his IPod while listening to a good dance music that even if he keeps on doing his steps , it will stay put on his ears.Gotta buy that affordable stuff with a good quality.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-807858628647766845?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/807858628647766845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/807858628647766845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/807858628647766845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-gift.html' title='birthday gift ?'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660140209205576955.post-1874735857770256227</id><published>2009-11-01T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:56:07.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/Su5iySs2BnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QGIacLvM7Qk/s1600-h/1_222821774l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/Su5iySs2BnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QGIacLvM7Qk/s400/1_222821774l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399361619416712818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last year of  my high school days was a bit sad. Even if I'm on my first year in college , I can't get over from being a high school student who only looks forward to funny stuffs , making nonsense things but a bit of hardwork to be a part of excellent students in my school.I laugh here , there and cry here and there due to stress felt as a candidate for honor students. In spite of these reasons , I learned to treasure moments that I can never retrieve back. Hence , I have this picture in our last day in highschool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLEGE DAYS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wish of graduating in my college education for a fast  job opportunities in the future . But it's not easy as I thought before. I only see my life as a big boss who can always have a good salary. But it's the contrary of what I have now. I need to struggle to meet the cut-off grade of my chosen course . Actually now , I'm a probee  weither I can be a BSA or not. Need to strive more harder. AJA !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660140209205576955-1874735857770256227?l=ronnamean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/feeds/1874735857770256227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-difference.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/1874735857770256227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660140209205576955/posts/default/1874735857770256227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronnamean.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-difference.html' title='What a difference ?'/><author><name>Ronna Jaye Añana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667381001439844673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/SzwLj1GdKCI/AAAAAAAAACY/AbKaoMdNNXE/S220/29122009(011).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00cC4x0vaPg/Su5iySs2BnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QGIacLvM7Qk/s72-c/1_222821774l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
